<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875</id><updated>2011-08-25T00:10:49.936-07:00</updated><category term='They asked'/><category term='i pray to God every single day'/><category term='i wish.'/><category term='DCWH(:'/><category term='no one in particular.'/><category term='Because i know'/><category term='What should i do?'/><category term='first.'/><category term='Never will i forget.'/><category term='First time high fever ):'/><category term='i miss you two dearly.'/><category term='sugar.'/><category term='we lasted for quite sometime. pathetic.'/><category term='words changed.'/><category term='you&apos;re not here with me.'/><category term='what am i to say?'/><category term='we never met.'/><category term='O Levels'/><category term='without fail.'/><category term='Feelings faded'/><category term='i&apos;m blinded by this love.'/><category term='wait for you.'/><category term='I&apos;m not begging anyone.'/><category term='you&apos;re reading this.'/><category term='Horlicks(:'/><category term='how i wished'/><category term='Please don`t forget.'/><category term='First love.'/><category term='I pray hard for this come back.'/><category term='I don&apos;t understand what you want.'/><category term='Will my wish ever come true ? I wish'/><category term='not giving up now.'/><category term='djfhgorhfjnirfk. stress.'/><title type='text'>Nurafeeqah Rahman.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-1089366411710879958</id><published>2009-09-27T04:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T04:55:39.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moved to tumblr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See you there, bye.&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/3898695917086117875-1089366411710879958?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1089366411710879958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=1089366411710879958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1089366411710879958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1089366411710879958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/09/moved-to-tumblr.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-101519991023157246</id><published>2009-09-11T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:37:19.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have totally moved on. Yes, you heard that. So can you kindly leave me alone because that is what i want. And no, i'm not going back to you. Hope that explains everything. So could you kindly back-off and delete my number if possible, MSN too. Erase me from your past if possible. Because if you don't, i'll do whatever it takes just to make myself happy. Even if i have to change my number, email or maybe, a change of who i am. This is so that you won't ever get to reach me anymore. And i mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i really hope you understand. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-101519991023157246?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/101519991023157246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=101519991023157246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/101519991023157246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/101519991023157246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-totally-moved-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-4996258986026612952</id><published>2009-09-06T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T07:46:30.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Officially official?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And uhmm, Malek wants me to blog about him. SO here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've got a brand new male best-friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Malek Faizal that is. Also known as MAL KUMI!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pink. White. Black. Jeans. Long bus ride, 858. Airport. Jellybeans. Popeye. Geog notes. Biology notes. Pens. Notebook. Aeroplanes. Danson Choong Wen Hao. Nurafeeqah Rahman. Blk 683D. Tuition. (: (: (: (: (: Oh Dear, you left your Jellybeans with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And, lastly. Happy Birthday to Fairul Hairie Bin Ahmad Fedzal who has turned 18, finally. Amin. I know how badly you want your car license. So go get it over and done soon, and then make that dream come true. RX8 that is(: Semoga panjang umur, sihat walafiat dan diberikan rezeki. I'll pray for your safety dude. Take care!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-4996258986026612952?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4996258986026612952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=4996258986026612952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4996258986026612952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4996258986026612952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/09/officially-official-and-uhmm-malek.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-5122623436109365150</id><published>2009-09-05T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T08:00:44.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so lazy to update here alr. It's because i've got another blog. Go figure out yourself(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my favourite male model&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-5122623436109365150?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5122623436109365150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=5122623436109365150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5122623436109365150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5122623436109365150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-feel-so-lazy-to-update-here-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3431905633786114886</id><published>2009-09-02T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T02:02:50.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DCWH(:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nurafeeqah2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/nurafeeqah2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Guess who wrote that(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am always feeling sleepy nowadays. And i dont know why, blame it on the weather i guess? So anyway, on teachers day, i managed to meet up with those few which i was once close with, mainly boys. And BigBro, you know i had a good laugh at whp right? LOL. Unexpected siah. tsktsk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedication session.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maya: I think i just did lea. How? hahaha. lovelove.&lt;br /&gt;To my ex-boyf: Stop contacting me okay and you may now stop viewing my blog alr. TYVM.&lt;br /&gt;To Ivy &amp;amp; Viki: Happy Birthday you too! I'll see you soon alright. Misses.&lt;br /&gt;To Mussybart: Aku rindu kau please. haha.&lt;br /&gt;To Ezatti: I hope you're doing fine okay. Meet you soon babe. Love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-3431905633786114886?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3431905633786114886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3431905633786114886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3431905633786114886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3431905633786114886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/09/guess-who-wrote-that-i-am-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-1219068668170898386</id><published>2009-08-30T05:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T06:16:40.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5574_1184727971780_1035665434_56649.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/5574_1184727971780_1035665434_56649.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Wait no more please."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it's clear enough. I've moved on eversince you left. The things that you've done, totally disappoint me. So i guess, there's no point of you waiting for me anymore. Thanks. I don't want to have any relations with you anymore, so does the rest. &lt;strong&gt;Note: I'm happy with what i have and for what i am now, without you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so happy, DNT Folio &amp;amp; Artifect has been handed up, and Good luck to whatever the result is eh eh eh. But i'm now left with the written paper. And for that, i need to do a lot of reading and understanding. Again, time management. &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But nevermind, i have someone to motivate me to study. Or else he don't wanna talk to me alr ):&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anw, who is this private number caller eh? Calling me since last Tuesday. But when i pick up, no voice lea. Scary also got. And who is passerby in the tag?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so sad! August coming to an end! ): Anw, Happy 17th Birthday Haleem my bestfriend! Don't enjoy too much in Poly life eh. haha. And may you find someone new~! haha. Meet up soon dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-1219068668170898386?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1219068668170898386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=1219068668170898386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1219068668170898386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1219068668170898386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3052711558943195130</id><published>2009-08-27T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T03:30:00.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Let you go."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been 3 days since i had a really good sleep. DNT Folio has to be handed up tomorrow by 6pm. I'm almost finishing already. I guess, i won't sleep tonight because i have to do some drawing for the presentation board. Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sept holiday's coming. Prelims starting soon. August coming to an end:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anw, i'm not using phone for the time being. If you need to reach me, call my house phone or through email/msn/facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aidil, make up your mind and when you're ready, get back to me. Because i don't like being the middle person-.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-3052711558943195130?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3052711558943195130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3052711558943195130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3052711558943195130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3052711558943195130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-you-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7804159001847642543</id><published>2009-08-25T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T02:40:31.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373829593419241938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SpOtix88WdI/AAAAAAAAC1A/Mw9YFZkgDkA/s320/Snapshot_20090113_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373829587946956674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SpOtidkP54I/AAAAAAAAC04/2rOdGTFupqE/s320/DSC00957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373829576865776370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SpOth0SSgvI/AAAAAAAAC0w/u6CizcbRg20/s320/cuties.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;  "The things i miss!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;English Oral's over! I'm so happy because i talked alot. They say, "Power of fasting month!" lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to someone. It's very obvious already. We're not stupid, we know. We definitely know who. And sad to say, i am truly very disappointed for what you've done. tsktsk. But, i'm glad i do not have any relations with you anymore. Good choice(Y) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another somone, i can't read your mind. I need you to say it. And i don't know whether to feel guilty or happy. Tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gotta feelinggggg(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&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/3898695917086117875-7804159001847642543?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7804159001847642543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7804159001847642543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7804159001847642543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7804159001847642543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-i-miss-english-orals-over-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SpOtix88WdI/AAAAAAAAC1A/Mw9YFZkgDkA/s72-c/Snapshot_20090113_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-914349747070676741</id><published>2009-08-24T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:53:36.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373540321543481730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SpKmc8PWaYI/AAAAAAAAC0g/0iAxAPSoHKw/s320/6728_118539808029_688573029_2520835_4726778_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh.Shit.Its.Monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously miss that fun on Maya's Birthday Party. Just look at me. HAAHA. Thanks to them boys i got flour all over, even my face! Like Chinese Opera siah-.-" Thanks for that eh Jo(: Okay enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;English Oral tomorrow. Damn scared lah. But Mr Viknes said that i can make it. Hopefully can lah. Goodluck to the others also!(: And i've got free-periods now. Best!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tagboard kecoh or what. Suka hati korang lah iya. Asalkan korang bahagia. Malasss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-914349747070676741?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/914349747070676741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=914349747070676741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/914349747070676741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/914349747070676741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SpKmc8PWaYI/AAAAAAAAC0g/0iAxAPSoHKw/s72-c/6728_118539808029_688573029_2520835_4726778_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-4226299588485424773</id><published>2009-08-22T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T04:00:24.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Levels'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/So_NLMTYqxI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/eAdPnj5PzFk/s1600-h/5415_108048123364_689148364_2323297_782721_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372738472641080082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/So_NLMTYqxI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/eAdPnj5PzFk/s320/5415_108048123364_689148364_2323297_782721_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Where am i to put all my happiness that i have now?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so confused and messed up with love life. First it was you, and then another you came back. I know i shouldn't have bothered in the first place, but i can't just possibly ignore my feelings. Testing my patience much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First day of Fasting Month and I've already been challenged. How sad. And I've made my decision. I am putting aside all of this for the meantime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My phone will be confiscated, because i choose to do this for my own good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-4226299588485424773?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4226299588485424773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=4226299588485424773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4226299588485424773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4226299588485424773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-am-i-to-put-all-my-happiness-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/So_NLMTYqxI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/eAdPnj5PzFk/s72-c/5415_108048123364_689148364_2323297_782721_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-4396277454630110867</id><published>2009-08-20T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T04:23:23.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not giving up now.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/So0qoEpow4I/AAAAAAAAC0Q/jH3Ki512Deg/s1600-h/5415_108047983364_689148364_2323274_2692289_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371996798454383490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/So0qoEpow4I/AAAAAAAAC0Q/jH3Ki512Deg/s320/5415_108047983364_689148364_2323274_2692289_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After much considerations, i have decided not to retake MT O Levels. What's done is done. At least i did pass a B3. Mum wants me to concentrate on my other weaker subjects like Maths and Science, though i know she expected me to get A2. But it's okay, she's supporting me now. I guess, my mum's right(: So i guess, it's really the end of MT now. 1 down, like finally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, i've made my study timetable. Hopefully i will follow to it accordingly and closely. And let's just say i will start doing so after i'm totally done with my DNT Artifact and Folio. Once i'm done with those, it'll be such a huge relieve for me. Because by then, i'll have more time to really concentrate on my weaker subjects. Who wants to be my tutor, for FREE(: ? heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rushing for DNT deadline now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Someone: Goodluck for the start of new life with somebody new!(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-4396277454630110867?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4396277454630110867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=4396277454630110867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4396277454630110867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4396277454630110867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-i-have-decided-not-to-retake-mt-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/So0qoEpow4I/AAAAAAAAC0Q/jH3Ki512Deg/s72-c/5415_108047983364_689148364_2323274_2692289_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3750570821297410387</id><published>2009-08-19T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T09:45:29.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugar.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SowoLe3vydI/AAAAAAAAC0A/8KMQ3EOfVKU/s1600-h/Picture0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371712633276713426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SowoLe3vydI/AAAAAAAAC0A/8KMQ3EOfVKU/s320/Picture0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I doubt you're going to reply me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got B3 for MT O Levels. Above what i aimed, but below mine, mum as well as Mdm Norhayati's expectations. Mdm Norhayati told me to retake the paper as she believe that i can achieve A2. However mum disagree and told me to concentrate more on English and Mathematics. Now, i'm stucked in the middle. I don't know whether or not to retake the paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rest, will be left unwritten for some reasons(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love,Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-3750570821297410387?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3750570821297410387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3750570821297410387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3750570821297410387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3750570821297410387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-doubt-youre-going-to-reply-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SowoLe3vydI/AAAAAAAAC0A/8KMQ3EOfVKU/s72-c/Picture0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-6330215703053953411</id><published>2009-08-18T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T04:51:42.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='They asked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what am i to say?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SoqRFwNS19I/AAAAAAAACz4/ky3B1EIqjnk/s1600-h/LGIM0623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371265033618773970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SoqRFwNS19I/AAAAAAAACz4/ky3B1EIqjnk/s320/LGIM0623.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now tell me, why should i miss you after all that you've done. Alright, maybe i'm lying when i said i don't miss you at all. But the fact is, only because i don't see you around anymore. Nothing more and nothing personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fine, if you're not going to reply me, then fine, really. Like what you said to me days ago in the text, "Whatever." Just another shocking moment perhaps? Really irony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, MT O Level result will be out tomorrow. I'm hoping for the best of the best. I can't afford to get any lower than b3. If not, a must to retake. And Prelims in 2 weeks time. Deadline for O Levels DNT is drawing(28Aug09), left with exactly 2 weeks i supposed. Stress please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Hams, i'm now addicted to the game, Cooking mama. And really sorry if i ignored anyone of you in MSN. hahaha. Oh, i've watched Orphan and The Hangover. Orphan, disappoint me as i thought it was a little boring. However, The Hangover was really great&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love,Nurafeeqah Rahman.&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/3898695917086117875-6330215703053953411?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6330215703053953411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=6330215703053953411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6330215703053953411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6330215703053953411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/now-tell-me-why-should-i-miss-you-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SoqRFwNS19I/AAAAAAAACz4/ky3B1EIqjnk/s72-c/LGIM0623.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-2277375497703441394</id><published>2009-08-15T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:12:49.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re reading this.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Because i know'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SobhKab68QI/AAAAAAAACzY/3vUega0V2k0/s1600-h/6728_118539983029_688573029_2520868_6572251_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370227174697267458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SobhKab68QI/AAAAAAAACzY/3vUega0V2k0/s320/6728_118539983029_688573029_2520868_6572251_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, you've not seen me for a very good long period of time. So this is me now, everyone change. No doubt about it. I'm pretty much happy and contented with the way i lead my life now. I'm proud to say, i love all my friends. I love every single day when i'm out with them. That's what makes me look forward, for the days to come and forget about the past. And i must say, i don't wish anyone from my past to ever come back and destroy my life now. Don't even start a conversation with me if you won't bring any good to me. Because you know why, it's hurtful and too painful for me to cope. You've choosen to parted. And i guess, its best for both. So now, really. You lead you own life and i lead mine. Pardon me for all my mistakes. Now forget about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Ouh and i forgot to mention. The picture above is totally without make-up. Which do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-2277375497703441394?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2277375497703441394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=2277375497703441394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2277375497703441394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2277375497703441394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-youve-not-seen-me-for-very-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SobhKab68QI/AAAAAAAACzY/3vUega0V2k0/s72-c/6728_118539983029_688573029_2520868_6572251_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-5408208239350093147</id><published>2009-08-14T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:31:39.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Chill, i know what I'm doing. I guess you guys are just worried if i might breakdown again for not choosing properly. Thanks for your concern, Ray, Maya &amp; Bigbro. Really, I'm touched. But seriously, I've learned from my mistakes. And i promise not to repeat it again. I'll approach you guys if anything comes up. And chill, we take things slow. And i know myself, I've got major examinations coming up really soon(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I rate Maya's Birthday celebration the greatest Birthday celebration I've ever attended. And I'm really jealous. haha. Though the police came, i still had fun celebrating after all. I guess everyone was excited that we left our food aside and quickly went to get dirty by sabotaging with flour and water bombs. And the Hazelnut cake&lt;3, Canadian Pizzas, Donut Empire, marshmallows with Hersheys, coke, pictures(: Well organised i must say. At night, went down to Hardcourt to watch them play Touch Rugby. From late grandparents to Ex-es and to personal feelings. haha. Great story telling i must say. And i couldn't help it but to break into tears when Apul &amp; Fiq talked about their late Grandmother. Now, im really afraid of losing anyone close to me, especially my one and only grandmother left&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, i know i've wished you a lot of times Maya. But seriously, Happy 17th Birthday. I do know we've once been bestfriends during the lower secondary days and honestly, after that incident in Secondary 3, i totally dislike you. But look now, we've forgiven and forgotten about the past. Especially when things like this happens, i do know which is true friends and which are not. True friends will always be there listening to your rants and tell you honestly about anything comfortably, and you should be in for true friends. You should be proud that some things i've told you, i swear only you who knows about it, not even my girlfriends though i know they're very close with me. Though i know i spent less time with you be it inside or outside school, but still, i look up to you when i'm in need of help. And you were always there for me. Now, pardon me for all my mistakes. I hope you had a great celebration as i seriously was excited when Farihin texted asking about who's in for celebrating your Birthday. I hope you like the big board, specially done and decorated for you(: hah. I know this is getting a little bit emotional, but babe, you should know that i do love you. Now tell me, unforgettable birthday party? If yes, it was a success for all of us. If no, we'll definitely do a better one in the years to come(: Friendship, loved&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;How i hate when people come and go, as and when they like. I feel like smacking their face, especially when they are being rude. Screw you man! Just F-off please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-5408208239350093147?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5408208239350093147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=5408208239350093147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5408208239350093147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5408208239350093147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/chill-i-know-what-im-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-2194495841091399572</id><published>2009-08-12T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T06:54:06.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep going! You're feeling a stronger connection growing with someone lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;Each and every word you utter right now will have a solid, grounded tone to it. So when you're asked for your opinion -- and even if you're not -- you'll be more than happy to give it. Everyone's ears are wide open and waiting for your words of wisdom. If they disagree, they certainly won't utter their dissention. Use your verbal momentum to elicit change today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Somehow, i find that this is so true(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess, people sometimes forget the ones who was once close to them. How sad. Nevertheless, i pray and hope for the best in your life(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-2194495841091399572?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2194495841091399572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=2194495841091399572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2194495841091399572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2194495841091399572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/bottom-line-keep-going-youre-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7602153404656812444</id><published>2009-08-07T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:38:34.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1794.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/DSCN1794.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm free like the birds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Result:  Stop Everything RIGHT NOW and call your "Back-Up Plan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, your Soul Mate is single, available right now and you have their phone number saved on your cell phone. You most likely talk to this person all the time. The problem is, you are too busy looking for that right person in all the wrong places. You have been dumped and disappointed countless times within the past few years, all because the people you've been chasing are too busy looking for their Mr or Mrs Right the same way you are. That is why you fail at love almost every time. But, you have 1 perfect partner in your life right now that you consider your 'back-up plan.' You don't want to attempt to date your 'Back-Up Plan' because if it doesn't work out then you are left starting from scratch. Its time to put that person center stage 'NOW' because it is quite possible that they are moving on and about to drop you totally. Who is that person you talk to regularly that may live out of town or isn't quite the 'winner' you're looking for, who always is honest, makes you feel good whenever you speak to them, has gone out of their way to accommodate you and would do anything for you if you asked? It's time to give them a call because you won't be able to much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, this one's close to very true. But i'm not gonna depend and hope for more. It's just a 'back-up' plan(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out to Geylang with familyy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-7602153404656812444?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7602153404656812444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7602153404656812444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7602153404656812444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7602153404656812444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-free-like-birds.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3425613568749204940</id><published>2009-08-07T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:02:56.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/?action=view&amp;current=6610_114212997354_694637354_2429494.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/6610_114212997354_694637354_2429494.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That doesn't kill you, makes you stronger."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO AYD&lt;/b&gt; who has turned 19! I hope you like/love(whatever) the surprise(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Back pain. Neck pain. Long day in school. Remedial are killing me. Studying is a bore. Revisions can take forever. Can i skip O levels and enter Poly straight ? How is that possible? -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Might be watching Rugby match tomorrow. Sunday with LMQ for National Day or watching movie with Danson. I don't have any plans for Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss Fakhirah primary school bestfriend, Tasha, Syasya and Irfan(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/?action=view&amp;current=luminiq.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/luminiq.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-3425613568749204940?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3425613568749204940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3425613568749204940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3425613568749204940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3425613568749204940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/that-doesnt-kill-you-makes-you-stronger.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-6107776510567157084</id><published>2009-08-04T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T07:35:30.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN1673.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/DSCN1673.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love August!&lt;3"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love the pictures&lt;3 taken at Marina Barrage on 1st Aug. Go check them out in my Facebook account. Heh. Ouh did i told you what we got for the Birthday Girls? Well, For Dee, we got her So Kiss Me Body Lotion as well as Body shower. Nice perfume smell(: Lastly a huge photo album which i've fallen in love with it. Feels like keeping it and not giving to her as a gift. But it's okay, i'll make my personal album soon! Memories&lt;3  And as for Nabeelah, we got her a few items from Body Shop. But she complained saying, "Why didnt I get those album too ?" Haha. We've got a limit budget you know. I hope you two love it as much as we do! Loves. Ouh, we've got videos, but i think i'll upload it later cs blogger doesn't seem to get along nowadays, yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Go Sarah Aqilah. Go Chirul. hahaha. Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Remedials are killing me, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am looking forward for this Friday, Sat and Sun, maybe Monday too! Wahh, long weekend. Great, means more enjoyment for me and friends. heh heh heh. Very excited(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;PASTRY KICKS ARE MAKING ME GO CRAZY! HELP ? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-6107776510567157084?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6107776510567157084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=6107776510567157084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6107776510567157084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6107776510567157084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-august3-i-love-pictures3-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-6515954574579225520</id><published>2009-08-02T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T06:49:08.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6340_112495612187_606587187_2159303.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/6340_112495612187_606587187_2159303.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Just wanna have fun"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want pictures at Marina Barrage please! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss Luminiq, especially AfiqBigBro. We'll meet this Sunday okay?(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A great start for August. I'm loving August now and i hope it will be a good month. Fasting month coming! But no, i'm fasting tomorrow, with Dee and Shaz i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-6515954574579225520?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6515954574579225520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=6515954574579225520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6515954574579225520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6515954574579225520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-wanna-have-fun-i-want-pictures-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-2056027773120810940</id><published>2009-08-01T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T10:49:48.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnR9jr7TivI/AAAAAAAACzQ/T0-wbebM3k8/s1600-h/nurafeeqah+Rahman+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365051108145466098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnR9jr7TivI/AAAAAAAACzQ/T0-wbebM3k8/s320/nurafeeqah+Rahman+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What a wonderful day(:"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365050738652509874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnR9OLdUdrI/AAAAAAAACzA/ylbX7rCr9Xc/s320/LGIM0600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365050734011674082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnR9N6K27eI/AAAAAAAACy4/-LcbieCCQYg/s320/LGIM0593.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365051101841086786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnR9jUcOWUI/AAAAAAAACzI/wHSRMvtu9RE/s320/LGIM05981.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365050724954652402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnR9NYbfvvI/AAAAAAAACyw/Kl4UgJTds8k/s320/LGIM0589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365050721285162018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnR9NKwnxCI/AAAAAAAACyo/bz0I3ptAbt4/s320/LGIM0583.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365050717492980834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnR9M8ofrGI/AAAAAAAACyg/kA2nXnwGX-M/s320/gift1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So they were at my house yesterday, Shazana and Adilla. Our hardwork paid-off and i'm really proud to say, we did a good job! Thumbs up. I must say, i really love the outcome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The celebration was awesome. Nothing else can beat this! But too bad, it wasn't the full family. Sofea was down with Chicken Pox and sad to say, she missed this! But it's alright. We've recordedeverything that's happening there, so you're left out babe. heh. From Marina Barrage, then to Esplanade to catch the fireworks but, disappointed. Headed to Funan Mall and then to Clarke Quay. I'm shagged. I need a break. I'll upload everything in Fb once i get them. Good night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-2056027773120810940?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2056027773120810940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=2056027773120810940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2056027773120810940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2056027773120810940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-they-were-at-my-house-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnR9jr7TivI/AAAAAAAACzQ/T0-wbebM3k8/s72-c/nurafeeqah+Rahman+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3411655535105883080</id><published>2009-07-29T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:28:47.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnBI27xPlII/AAAAAAAACyY/IfmZuRbpeDI/s1600-h/feeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnBI27xPlII/AAAAAAAACyY/IfmZuRbpeDI/s320/feeq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363867264792630402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'People change without us noticing it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnBI2gC3n1I/AAAAAAAACyQ/F0_VGE3BjoM/s1600-h/rascals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnBI2gC3n1I/AAAAAAAACyQ/F0_VGE3BjoM/s320/rascals.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363867257350365010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Rascals, i miss watching them cute little kids! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How sad, seeing them change as they grow older. I don't know what you've become now. For all i know, you weren't the one whom i used to know years ago. How sad eh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tsktsk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; heard stories about you. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tsktsk&lt;/span&gt;. Now don't push the blame to someone who doesn't know a single thing about us. Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; said, don't even start to assume negative thoughts and then accuse of something which you don't even know if its true. Shame on you. Reminded you umpteen times, however you refused and even convinced me that everything will be fine. But look at the mess you've created on your own now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt;. You happy with it ? Well, i don't. And i don't give a damn about it. You're not even some hot stuff that i must go crazy over you. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; never said anything mushy to you. I don't lose nor do i gain anything from someone like you. In fact, i am disappointed because for this, you're giving me a really bad impression of yourself. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt;. Now really, shame on you dude. Look at yourself now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sofea's&lt;/span&gt; down with Chicken Pox, pity her. I hope she'll recover from it soon as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; beginning to worry about her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;DNT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Artifact&lt;/span&gt;. Apply more cream then can recover &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;fasterr&lt;/span&gt; babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm excited for the coming Saturday and maybe, Sunday if the plan goes accordingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S; Don't start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt;/chatting with me if you're feeling bored, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Nurafeeqah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Rahman&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/3898695917086117875-3411655535105883080?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3411655535105883080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3411655535105883080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3411655535105883080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3411655535105883080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/people-change-without-us-noticing-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SnBI27xPlII/AAAAAAAACyY/IfmZuRbpeDI/s72-c/feeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-1180704015542329407</id><published>2009-07-28T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T01:40:57.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sm635Qc3cGI/AAAAAAAACyI/KZzpSRt6Q-E/s1600-h/nurafeeqah+three.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sm635Qc3cGI/AAAAAAAACyI/KZzpSRt6Q-E/s320/nurafeeqah+three.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363426400541306978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And no, it is complicating. I need my pillar of strength to go through this with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need to see you, but i don't know how to. And still, why is it so hard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leave me alone, i'll be fine. At least for this once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-1180704015542329407?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1180704015542329407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=1180704015542329407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1180704015542329407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1180704015542329407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-no-it-is-complicating.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sm635Qc3cGI/AAAAAAAACyI/KZzpSRt6Q-E/s72-c/nurafeeqah+three.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-9189904373417250856</id><published>2009-07-27T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:07:32.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/?action=view&amp;current=untitled.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my Australian friend, Joe. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/?action=view&amp;current=sheeshaa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/sheeshaa.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/?action=view&amp;current=nurafeeqah.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/nurafeeqah.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No, not my boyfriend/date. That's Spyro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bR&gt;Haven't i told you, it's between me and you. No, i don't want to drag others in this. Go figure, i lazy want to layan already. And like i say, i'm not saying anything. I'll keep it to myself as to refrain from creating fights unnecessarily. And no, dont even accuse or assume anything. Just, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Live life to the fullest, and yes, i'm feeling it now though sometimes i'm really a cry baby. But whatever, i'll have more fun after my O Levels. One's totally down, i'm left with 5 more to go now. Nothing more to say, Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;Haven't you heard. MT result will be out around 11 or 12 August. I'm scared, are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-9189904373417250856?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/9189904373417250856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=9189904373417250856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/9189904373417250856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/9189904373417250856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-5535685012342635237</id><published>2009-07-25T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:17:13.863-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Never will i forget.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nurafeeqahrahman.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd110/FEEQAAHHH/nurafeeqahrahman.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Not at ease."&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I know myself, it is really not worth my tears, time and effort. It isn't my first, in fact the second. How i wish your name would be appearing on my phone screen each time i receive a call or a text message. But no, that has never happened. I'm only wishing and hoping, it has never come true. 'Missing someone gets easier every day because even though it's one day further from the last time you saw each other, it's closer to the next time you will.'&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; Life isn't fair and easy all the time. It's like a roller coaster ride, full of obstacles. Being the weak one, tends to give up easily. Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit. To fall in love is awfully simple, but to get out of love is simply awful. Often end up with one party trying to forget the other, just so hard. And it sucks when you are the one going through it. Just how easy the other forgets you after all that they've went through. That's when they say, 'it takes time to cure'. I conclude, love is so very awful. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while, leaves footprints in our heart, and we are never, ever the same. Just how hurtful.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;And i wonder, why does it takes a minute to say Hello and forever to say Good-bye?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Attended Da Sho' Case 8 at Youth Park yesterday with the rest of LMQ. Congratulations to Fhunkie Stylerz. Had Dinner at Subway and off to Boat Quay for my very first session of Sheeshaaa(: Back at home by 3am.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-5535685012342635237?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5535685012342635237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=5535685012342635237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5535685012342635237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5535685012342635237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-at-ease.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7674916905634347454</id><published>2009-07-24T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:55:45.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how i wished'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we never met.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every r/s ends with a heartbreak.Its inevitable.Everything happens for a reason.&amp;amp; maybe that reason is that you guys are not meant for each other to begin with.This thing is getting so ???.That is why I am sick of involving myself in one.It always ends up with one person crying and wishing to get back together.While the otr party will just forget the things they've been through &amp;amp; move on.I hate the fact that I have to be the one who remembers every little detail while th other party can't seem to remember me at all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY IS IT SO EASY FOR BOYS TO MOVE ON?&lt;/b&gt;maybe they think of their ego more than they'll ever care?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so agree on this Zaty(:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my day was well-spent with Shazana and the bunch of people i met at RP last minute. With so much similarities i had with Shazana, we share almost everything with each other now. And that's between the both of us. I'm loving the converstaions we had&lt;3 Thanks for the 'photoshoot' session babe. Thanks Jo for making me laugh almost all the time. And Apul for sending me home though i know you're afraid of the dark, walking 200m all alone from mine. haha(:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Now, i'm confused whether or not to go out. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-7674916905634347454?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7674916905634347454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7674916905634347454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7674916905634347454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7674916905634347454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/every-rs-ends-with-heartbreak.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-8305089290167194965</id><published>2009-07-21T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T23:31:59.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I think someone's been reading my blog secretly and has been updated through my posts. Hah. Whatever kay, Fcuk.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;And since blogger's like fcuk now, i can't update properly. Will update a proper one when blogger's fine.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;And i think i would want to make my blog private. I don't like this either. See how.&lt;/centre&gt; I'll find another solution.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Will be having O Levels MT LC later on. Wish me luck.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-8305089290167194965?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8305089290167194965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=8305089290167194965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8305089290167194965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8305089290167194965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-someones-been-reading-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3500175171007880880</id><published>2009-07-19T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:40:49.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m not begging anyone.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SmPwhpaF6XI/AAAAAAAACx0/3dBAUnzVLQw/s1600-h/4920_217689735257_823180257_7526703_3948464_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360392442342664562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SmPwhpaF6XI/AAAAAAAACx0/3dBAUnzVLQw/s320/4920_217689735257_823180257_7526703_3948464_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; " I don't need a man."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been four days now, finally I'm better. I think i should go see the sunlight out there soon. And to see people too(: I've been having weird dreams too-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never would i want to call anyone names or hate someone so bad. But I've just added someone into my hate list. I've just realise, I've been stupid for putting up with you. Fcuking bastard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to do my homeworks and revision now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-3500175171007880880?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3500175171007880880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3500175171007880880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3500175171007880880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3500175171007880880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-need-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SmPwhpaF6XI/AAAAAAAACx0/3dBAUnzVLQw/s72-c/4920_217689735257_823180257_7526703_3948464_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7866380267639580105</id><published>2009-07-16T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T08:53:48.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First time high fever ):'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359083449909369762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sl9KAQmF26I/AAAAAAAACxs/RMlLd-g494E/s320/sick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quarantine for a week."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cannot stand the heat. I cannot stand the cold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My sore throat worsen and it's very painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And now i got runny nose-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think my eyes going to pop out soon ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And plus my head ' you spin my head right round, right round'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What more can i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate being sick ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And plus my body temperature, just won't show any mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now it's 39.3 Degree Celsius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS: I hope I'm better by the 21st July. So that i can sit for my MT LC the following day, peacefully. And so that i can finish up my DNT Artifact asap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS: If you're watching Suci from Sensasi, you will roughly know how i feel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*LG Phone's a bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-7866380267639580105?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7866380267639580105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7866380267639580105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7866380267639580105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7866380267639580105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/quarantine-for-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sl9KAQmF26I/AAAAAAAACxs/RMlLd-g494E/s72-c/sick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-4807151887932366255</id><published>2009-07-16T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T01:14:24.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358962966457451330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sl7cbMwrg0I/AAAAAAAACxk/pd7yC0p7yl4/s320/2500014815_ac359662fb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "I must let it go, now."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To you, i know it's somehow a shocking question. But I've always wanted to ask, just that i didn't have the guts to do so. Not until yesterday. And you may say why so sudden. Though i was with someone else, I've never forgotten about you. And for all this while, i was just waiting and hoping. I did go with the flow and all but there's just some part of me that wants you back. I guess now i really have to let you go and forget about you. Thanks for everything, I'll be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew it. I knew that this was going to happen. I am never and was never given a 2nd chance in any one's life. I guess, it's all fated to be like this. I pray to God every single night for your safety and for your health. Not only you but for your family as well. I pray to God that one day, you'll open up your heart and willing to accept me back. But all that are just prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, that explains to why I'm having such a high fever now. 38.9 degree Celsius was the highest last night. And today was 38.6 degree Celsius. And I'm on MC for a week. It hurts so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ya' Allah, tenangkan lah hatiku ini. Lindungilah orang-orang yang aku sayangi ya' Allah. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-4807151887932366255?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4807151887932366255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=4807151887932366255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4807151887932366255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4807151887932366255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-must-let-it-go-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sl7cbMwrg0I/AAAAAAAACxk/pd7yC0p7yl4/s72-c/2500014815_ac359662fb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-8995243171802891513</id><published>2009-07-15T04:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T05:15:36.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What should i do?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sl3GCwTsmmI/AAAAAAAACxc/pPYk83i2iZo/s1600-h/2505894275_765b0ed420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358656882270313058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sl3GCwTsmmI/AAAAAAAACxc/pPYk83i2iZo/s320/2505894275_765b0ed420.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Can i give up now?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='padding:3px; border:1px solid #FF6600; border-bottom:0px; width:310px'&gt;&lt;object width='310' height='259'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/pB7SlBHRWt8&amp;rel=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/pB7SlBHRWt8&amp;rel=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='310' height='259'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width='300' height='180'&gt;&lt;embed src='http://widget.lyricsmode.com/i/scroll2.swf?lid=11642&amp;speed=4' width='318' height='181' type='application/x-shockwave-flash'/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.lyricsmode.com' target='_blank'&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href='http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/b/britney_spears/' target='_blank'&gt;Britney Spears lyrics&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href='http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/b/britney_spears/everytime.html' target='_blank'&gt;Everytime lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This what i'm feeling. I don't know how else to express this feelings of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think i'm getting more and more sensitive to strong smells. Especially smoke smell from ciggs, strong perfume smell and smell from the thrash bins. The smell so strong that i can end up feeling dizzy-.- So stay away from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think i'm falling soon. Tsk tsk-.-" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-8995243171802891513?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8995243171802891513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=8995243171802891513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8995243171802891513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8995243171802891513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/lyrics-britney-spears-lyrics-everytime.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sl3GCwTsmmI/AAAAAAAACxc/pPYk83i2iZo/s72-c/2505894275_765b0ed420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7646434948780374242</id><published>2009-07-14T06:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:57:05.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I pray hard for this come back.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlyXfnkVHvI/AAAAAAAACxE/b1MMc7mBMTY/s1600-h/nurafeeqah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358324226117148402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlyXfnkVHvI/AAAAAAAACxE/b1MMc7mBMTY/s320/nurafeeqah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " You know i want ya'. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you rather regret not trying to put an effort or regret not doing anything to it? I need opinions from trusted people, especially those who knows my situation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DNT Artefact's almost done. Which left me with the abandoned Folio and after that i'm finally done with DNT. But no, not done with the written papers-.- I've got MT LC next week,Wednesday. Wish me luck(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a &lt;strong&gt;Wedding Plan&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Already 17(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Are you single?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. At what age do you think you'll get married?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It depends, but maybe say, 25-26?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Do you think you'll be marrying the person you are with now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadly, no. I'm with nobody currently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. If not, who do you want to marry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For God knows who he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Who will be your bridesmaid &amp;amp; best man?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've quite a number in mind, but let's see how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. Do you want a garden/beach or traditional wedding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garden, with lots of Pink and White roses! Or Beach, then can watch the sunset. I don't know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. Where do you plan to go on honeymoon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paris!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. How many guests do you think you'll invite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uhmm, my side plus his side. Idk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. Will that include your exes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe, maybe not. But i'll just invite, it really depends on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11. How many layers of cake do you want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe 6 or 9? If possible. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12. When do you want to get married, morning or evening?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both? But Dinner's on-board ship!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13. Name the song/tune you'd like to play at your wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Move shake drop. Lol. kayno. Uhmm, maybe I'm yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14. Do you prefer fine dining or just normal spoon, fork and knife?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyone will do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15. Champagne or red wine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nono, None of these in my wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16. Honeymoon right after the wedding or days after the wedding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's nothing to rush, so weeks after(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17. Money or household items?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18. How many kids would you like to have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Twins, two or three.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19. Will you record your honeymoon in DVD/CD?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course! Every single part of it! hahaha!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20. Whose wedding plan would you like to know next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My girls!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beach this weekend anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&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/3898695917086117875-7646434948780374242?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7646434948780374242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7646434948780374242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7646434948780374242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7646434948780374242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know-i-want-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlyXfnkVHvI/AAAAAAAACxE/b1MMc7mBMTY/s72-c/nurafeeqah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-2268894966296343168</id><published>2009-07-13T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T05:10:16.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Slsf26wLe_I/AAAAAAAACw8/V9nTwmOGxWg/s1600-h/DSC07227+love.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357911210032069618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Slsf26wLe_I/AAAAAAAACw8/V9nTwmOGxWg/s320/DSC07227+love.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; "More than words."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They told me to fight for my love one back. They told me to make the first move in getting my love one back. But i don't know. I'm confused whether or not to do so. I'm afraid of rejections. And worst, being in disappointment at the very last. I just don't know what to do. To listen to them and make the first move, or to just stay as how it is now? Help me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-2268894966296343168?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2268894966296343168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=2268894966296343168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2268894966296343168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2268894966296343168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-than-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Slsf26wLe_I/AAAAAAAACw8/V9nTwmOGxWg/s72-c/DSC07227+love.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-2359799937934362742</id><published>2009-07-12T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T08:53:18.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wait for you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SloDfEpqB8I/AAAAAAAACw0/GA1IicOAJlg/s1600-h/feeqah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357598539069917122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SloDfEpqB8I/AAAAAAAACw0/GA1IicOAJlg/s320/feeqah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Trying to get back."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a Maths and Geography day today, acompanied by the calm songs by Zee Avi(: One of my favourite, Bitter Heart. And i'm glad to say that, for the first time ever, i never get bored of studying. Maybe something or someone was in my mind while i was studying that told me to' hang in there and focus.' Motivations and inspirations does help(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you hadn't realised, you can only see my random/stupid faces in my blog. Reason being, webcam's being nice to me, and so i went wild with it. Like everyday. Heh(: I'm lovin' it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-2359799937934362742?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2359799937934362742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=2359799937934362742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2359799937934362742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2359799937934362742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/trying-to-get-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SloDfEpqB8I/AAAAAAAACw0/GA1IicOAJlg/s72-c/feeqah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7840775945576782583</id><published>2009-07-11T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T10:58:57.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sli0VhYVbLI/AAAAAAAACwk/yFArYDxNR6U/s1600-h/black+and+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357230038587894962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sli0VhYVbLI/AAAAAAAACwk/yFArYDxNR6U/s320/black+and+white.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;'Once bitten, twice shy.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They had dinner at Banquet Causeway Point. Then off to Bottle Tree at Khatib. And there we watched &lt;strong&gt;apocolypto&lt;/strong&gt;(: Played the swing and back at home by 10.30pm. That's early you know. Ouh, there was me, Maya, Malek, Shaiful, Izwan and Jo. We're happy people(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was nice chatting with you, though it was only for a few mins before you doze off. I've got a lot to tell you but in just a little time? It's not enough. I hope we could update each other about our lives soon enough. Just so you know, i miss you a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For once i thought i could forget you by finding a replacement. But it was just too hard to erase away the chemistry we once had. You're the first and it'll remain that way. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottle Treeee(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sli0VQ75gTI/AAAAAAAACwc/PuiCCCec0zs/s1600-h/nurafeeqah+r..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357230034173657394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sli0VQ75gTI/AAAAAAAACwc/PuiCCCec0zs/s320/nurafeeqah+r..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-7840775945576782583?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7840775945576782583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7840775945576782583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7840775945576782583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7840775945576782583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/once-bitten-twice-shy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sli0VhYVbLI/AAAAAAAACwk/yFArYDxNR6U/s72-c/black+and+white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-2934566526159380791</id><published>2009-07-10T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:21:13.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356927027961393906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Slegv-1T8vI/AAAAAAAACwM/z02lR1-dTss/s400/Picture0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I won't let you in anymore. Door's shut!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time, it has got to be my final decision, much stricter. I've waited long enough but  you're still not giving any green light. I guess it's fated this way. This has just got to end. It's hurting me deep down inside. Ever wondered why i've never cried infront of you? It's because i know, you're not worth my tears. Not anymore. We are what we are now. And this will stay for good. I've done my part and my very best. But it's just you, you. Never was me, &lt;strong&gt;NEVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For once, i was hoping too much from you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-2934566526159380791?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2934566526159380791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=2934566526159380791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2934566526159380791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2934566526159380791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wont-let-you-in-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Slegv-1T8vI/AAAAAAAACwM/z02lR1-dTss/s72-c/Picture0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-6896874684793183439</id><published>2009-07-09T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T06:19:39.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356379145787872098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlWudCr_E2I/AAAAAAAACwE/5H-wjbLOS94/s400/2895232481_2cccf52656.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1709&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frank-Eleanor Wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1710&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The big fat wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; is next week! Frank and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1711&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eleanor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, both past their prime really, are going to start off a new chapter in their lives. This could well be the most important and interesting phase in their lives. Frank was telling me the other day that he has been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1712&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;waiting for this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to arrive for a long time now. "You know Bob," he told me, "despite these fast times, there's a charm in waiting for your love!" I nodded my head in assent. I know what he's trying to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1713&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you are in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, you don't really care how long it might take you to be with your significant other. The only thing you know is that there is bliss at the end and that keeps you going through the trials and tribulations.&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor on her part, took her time to make up her mind. She still loves her dead husband, Mr. Bradley. She told me more than often that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1714&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;his place in her heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; cannot be substituted. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1715&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; is not substitution," Eleanor told me a day not long ago, "it's very unique. What you feel for a person cannot be replicated on another." I asked her if she loved Frank. "Of course I do!" Eleanor laughed, "but that doesn't mean I can ever forget Mr. Bradley." I'm sure Frank knows that too. Eleanor would never keep it away from him. Frank has accepted that very well as part of her. After all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1716&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what is love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; if we cannot accept our partner as they are? Stay tuned for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1717&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the grand wedding of this fabulous couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; next week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1731&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Long-Distance Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crisis is &lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1732&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;another side of love&lt;/a&gt;. It presents itself in many facets. It comes up when you don't expect. It tests your love, it tests your &lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1733&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;belief in your partner&lt;/a&gt;, it goes off only to leave you strengthened. Kate and Henry were put to such a test recently. I don't want to give away what exactly brought about this crisis. But it stabbed at &lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1734&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;their relationship&lt;/a&gt; like a sharp knife. Kate, who's already had a break up not very long ago, was extremely worried in those couple of days. Kate tried to put some sense into what Henry was thinking. But that didn't help much. In reply, Henry said some really nasty things and Kate was deeply hurt.Realizing that he overshot his limit, Henry made &lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1735&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;a call to apologize&lt;/a&gt;. Kate was not very keen on giving in so easily. Kate is not easily offended, but when she does take it to heart, you have had it. Henry assured her that &lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1736&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;he loves her&lt;/a&gt;. After long sessions on the phone and internet, things are okay between the two of them. &lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1737&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;Megan&lt;/a&gt; told her that there was no need to worry in the first place. But Kate persisted in her worries. "These things break open very abruptly, Bob," Kate told me later, "I had to make sure we're home." I understand her completely. It does feel unsettling when &lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1738&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;something precious to you&lt;/a&gt; is lying out in the open at the mercy of forces beyond your control. I chose this Kahlil Gibran quote, despite the fact that it has been quoted very often. The reason is simple: it's bang on. Here's it for you: "&lt;a style="COLOR: #00f; FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://opclix04.com/cgi-bin/click.pl?cid=nl010701200901&amp;amp;lid=1739&amp;amp;uid=70169397" target="_blank"&gt;If you love somebody&lt;/a&gt;, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-6896874684793183439?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6896874684793183439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=6896874684793183439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6896874684793183439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6896874684793183439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/frank-eleanor-wedding-big-fat-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlWudCr_E2I/AAAAAAAACwE/5H-wjbLOS94/s72-c/2895232481_2cccf52656.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-6896862392051549468</id><published>2009-07-07T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:35:26.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlN1nZxvtaI/AAAAAAAACv0/ViTrsZJKtek/s1600-h/4611_86229647079_607532079_1775897_5074170_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355753701668533666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlN1nZxvtaI/AAAAAAAACv0/ViTrsZJKtek/s400/4611_86229647079_607532079_1775897_5074170_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luminiq Family.&lt;/strong&gt; And plus Faris, Ayd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlN0G_oiqNI/AAAAAAAACvs/UPcQVJVfiSI/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355752045383166162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlN0G_oiqNI/AAAAAAAACvs/UPcQVJVfiSI/s400/DSC00039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Jojobas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Oh my god. How i miss these bunch so much ):'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know what? Since you enjoy seeing me in pain, why not you kill me instead? In that way, i don't have to live in pain and you don't have to see me suffering. That'll be much cooler, and better that way isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eversince school started, i haven't really got myself some rest. Like going out on weekends with friends and having fun. Not even hanging out with the usual LMQ Family. I miss that bunch so much now especially Ivy and our sessions, but i couldn't help it but to wait for a perfect timing. But it's okay, i hope i'm able to tag along for the Birthday Party this weekend and Life's a Beach(again!) on 18th July. And i miss Syasya and Tasha ): Meet up soon girls, i miss our session together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If they ever comes back, it's yours to keep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-6896862392051549468?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6896862392051549468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=6896862392051549468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6896862392051549468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6896862392051549468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/luminiq-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlN1nZxvtaI/AAAAAAAACv0/ViTrsZJKtek/s72-c/4611_86229647079_607532079_1775897_5074170_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3575129224033408625</id><published>2009-07-06T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:18:14.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 377px; HEIGHT: 264px" class="preview" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlISSc6zPNI/AAAAAAAACvk/7MZUM_daG9s/s400/edited.jpg" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's like we're thinking of the same thing, miracle?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've think through it. I wouldn't mind giving you another chance if you want to. And i really don't care what others will say. It's between me and you. Now, i know the real person behind you and what you are capable of. Things have changed but not deep down inside. Saying was easy, but showing it? I doubt you still feel the same way deep down inside, but you never show. Whatever the decision, i'll accept it with respect and won't go begging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And to anony, do i know you? Or, you're just some random tagger? hehs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-3575129224033408625?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3575129224033408625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3575129224033408625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3575129224033408625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3575129224033408625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-like-were-thinking-of-same-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlISSc6zPNI/AAAAAAAACvk/7MZUM_daG9s/s72-c/edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-8295364117154878780</id><published>2009-07-05T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T06:43:51.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 298px" class="preview" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlClWvJYFMI/AAAAAAAACuk/y4D6TAj8bfM/s400/LGIM0564.jpg" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 298px" class="preview" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlClXEToxmI/AAAAAAAACus/-RUrER-46tY/s400/LGIM0567.jpg" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 228px; HEIGHT: 303px" class="preview" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlClXIgHnWI/AAAAAAAACu0/empgCfqlfVk/s400/LGIM0568.jpg" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 303px" class="preview" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlClXpSpIvI/AAAAAAAACu8/5xMERkAY128/s400/LGIM0612.jpg" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 299px" class="preview" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlClX81MFFI/AAAAAAAACvE/2ZclGEr8ZHU/s400/LGIM0614.jpg" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 209px; HEIGHT: 298px" class="preview" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlCmNZqlhXI/AAAAAAAACvM/CR8tWqt8ppo/s400/LGIM0615.jpg" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 297px" class="preview" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlCmNoSUjsI/AAAAAAAACvU/L98ImkObdOE/s400/LGIM0571.jpg" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; HEIGHT: 297px" class="preview" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlCmN8FbFUI/AAAAAAAACvc/CDjj9vf6qMw/s400/LGIM0539.jpg" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Selamat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pengantin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Baru&lt;/span&gt; !"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The heels are seriously killing me. Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday was spent at my cousin's wedding. Since she's my close cousin, we had to help a little and there goes my legs-.- And i think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gaining weight, like really. Both days, i just can't stop eating because firstly, it's finger licking good. Secondly, my cousins keep asking if i want to eat and so i joined in too! Thirdly, it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FOC&lt;/span&gt;. Last but not least, most of the time we were doing nothing. So to keep ourselves alive, we ate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt; that's there(: And the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;makciks&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pakciks&lt;/span&gt; keep saying this '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Asyik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aja&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brape&lt;/span&gt; round &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;?' &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ohoh&lt;/span&gt;. The guy side, the wedding area very glam &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lorh&lt;/span&gt;. Went there for Dinner, and they've even got their younger cousins to perform a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tarian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Melayu&lt;/span&gt;, sang High-School Musical Song and had a chit-chat session with the Bride and Groom. Very well organised &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lorh&lt;/span&gt;. I also want my wedding like that can? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;! And the Groom very Romantic &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;, sang a song for the Bride until both cried. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Awwwww&lt;/span&gt;. He even drove the car to Dinner uh! Gentleman right? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. Nevertheless, i had fun during the gathering. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; very tired and sleepy because both days had to wake up early in the morning. So now i want to have my rest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nurafeeqah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-8295364117154878780?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8295364117154878780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=8295364117154878780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8295364117154878780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8295364117154878780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/selamat-pengantin-baru-heels-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SlClWvJYFMI/AAAAAAAACuk/y4D6TAj8bfM/s72-c/LGIM0564.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-739634133419761678</id><published>2009-07-03T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T07:38:11.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grab from Maya's blog since i'm bored like hell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. What's your room colour?&lt;br /&gt;Mixture of Orange and Purple. Not my choice though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's your actual height?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know? 165?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. If you are told to get married quick, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;If it's with the person i love and can assure that it'll last forever, why not ? But if it is a FORCE marriage, then i will not agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If your boyfriend or sister(s) would say " break up", what's your reaction?&lt;br /&gt;I would want to know the real reason for the break-up though i know it's heartbreaking (has always been). Well, it has always been the boys asking for break-ups for me, with all sorts of reason. How sad. But it's okay, whatever it is, i'll have to move onn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If your brother would be in jail, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;I will let him be. He has to be responsible and face what wrong he has done. And i'll pray that he will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If your boyfriend or girlfriend would end up in hospital &amp;amp; in coma, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely i'll cry a lot. I will do anything just to stay with him. I'll be watching him until he wakes up from coma. I'm willing to spend my time there, and it doesn't matter if it's going to be long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you saw someone stripless whats your first reaction?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy men/women. Go away lah! *but very scary sometimes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Last person you chat with?&lt;br /&gt;Shazana, about this Keling Pariah and his useless ex, asking for money! Go fuck himself lah-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Whose the last person who texted you and what?&lt;br /&gt;Frendy, telling me that he's performing at Far East(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's on your playlist now?&lt;br /&gt;The Show, Lenka!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The last thing you ever brought at a shop?&lt;br /&gt;Cadbury Hazelnut. But i wanted Toblerone instead, nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's the most silly/cute thing your boyfriend or girlfriend last did?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My ex-boyfriend, he danced to Right Round song * i still rmbr kay. That's really silly but cute! And my girlfriend, made this silly perogol ber-series face *ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. It's white and sticky. what is it?&lt;br /&gt;White glue? Rice? HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A romantic dream. Would you like it to be happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;Of course i want. Especially if it's with special people eh(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Give 1o people that you wish to do this survey.&lt;br /&gt;You want, you do. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16. Right now, what you wish to be happening to you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing that i'll move one real quick~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you caught boyfriend or girlfriend in red handed in having affair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have patience. If he begs me to stay, i'm willing to give him a second chance. But with one condition, he has to break whatever relationship he has with that girl, saying it right on the spot, and right to her face infront of me. But if he repeats it again, i'll not hesitate to let him go and get what he wants. Obviously he wasn't faithful so why bother to care anymore? Irritating boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If your mum gave you a thousand dollars, what will you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course i'll go shopping with my girlfriends. I'll spend the money like there's no tomorrow and search for the best place to dine in! heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19. Right now, what are you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Why is he not contacting his ex anymore? How wierd?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is a thing that you want to burn so much, right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to burn this guy, obviously he's heartless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;23. Do you wish someone to be by your side, right now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The same guy i want to burn, because of some reason i don't think it's important for you readers to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;24. Which country would you want to go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paris!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Would you ever wish to kiss someone else? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, i only want to kiss my Boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;26. Your friend list, if you would lost one friend what will you do and who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Currently, no one. Because i love all my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;27. If there's young baby on your doorstep, what will you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Omg. I'll be more than happy. Because i did told my parents that i want a younger sister/brother! I will definitely take great care of them! Omg, now i feel like adopting or having a baby. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;28. If your girlfriend or boyfriend got you pregnant, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know. I'll be speechless by then. But i've to face the consequences and i'll definitely keep the baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What's the last sweet thing your loved ones ever did to you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't even want to talk about it. No use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What would you want to happen the next morning you woke up? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mum giving me more allowance and allowing me to spend my time with friends, or maybe ton with friends! That'll be cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-739634133419761678?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/739634133419761678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=739634133419761678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/739634133419761678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/739634133419761678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/grab-from-mayas-blog-since-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3826686767063214355</id><published>2009-07-03T05:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T06:23:05.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 443px; HEIGHT: 145px" class="preview" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sk3-B01jT_I/AAAAAAAACuU/Y9fLBVujveI/s400/Picture2-horz.jpg" width="400" height="75" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sometimes you have to forget how you feel, and remember what you deserve."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel so bad that your boyfriend/girlfriend broke up with you but you always remember that you can do better. You know that you deserve the best and you won't give up trying to look for that one guy/girl. -&lt;em&gt;Extracted from Facebook.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intimate wedding in a lovely garden.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your wedding will likely be held in an intimate setting in a spring garden decorated with blossoming flowers. It will be simple, stylish and very personal in ambience, in which a close group of families and friends spend quality time together to celebrate your love. -&lt;em&gt;From Facebook.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Now this is really sweet. I want my wedding like this, IF ONLY. And it's itching me to get married faster because of the setting! hahahahaha. NOT!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="preview" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sk4CG84iu8I/AAAAAAAACuc/U_-XBuXenUc/s400/app_full_proxy.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=549037041&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Efun Thirty-two&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; at 6:59pm July 3&lt;br /&gt;Marhaizad! LOL!... :P&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;haha!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A blabbermouth might let your big secret slip today. Take preventative measures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Detail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fine astrological weather to be you -- but no one has to tell you that, do they? Your dearest of dears have confided in you, and you've shared your own secrets with them, too. It's not the intrigue that has you so mesmerized -- not exactly. Although, honestly, that does appeal to you. More than anything, what you're so enjoying is the intimacy you've allowed yourself to give and to receive -- and the warmth of those post-conversation hugs aren't too hard to take, either. -&lt;em&gt;Friendster Horoscope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TGIF! Finally i'm coming home early today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-3826686767063214355?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3826686767063214355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3826686767063214355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3826686767063214355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3826686767063214355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-you-have-to-forget-how-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sk3-B01jT_I/AAAAAAAACuU/Y9fLBVujveI/s72-c/Picture2-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-2233421621807369559</id><published>2009-07-01T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T06:09:04.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px; HEIGHT: 262px" class="preview" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SktaJcVomhI/AAAAAAAACuE/dbMorYsPYw8/s400/2902916029_04569f2775.jpg" width="302" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Pain is temporary, quiting lasts forever.'&lt;/strong&gt; -Lance Armstrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had such a long day in school. Imagine, since morning at 7.30am and up till 5.30pm in school. Lesson ended at 1.45pm and then Chemistry practical starts at 3pm followed by Physics remedial at 4.15pm and right up till 5.30pm and i reached home by 6pm. Today is just the beginning, there's more to come in the upcoming days. Oh my god, and there's Socials Studies Essay Test tomorrow and on Friday, Geography on River and Coast. It's only the first week, damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know, sometimes i wish &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; heartless. No matter how hard i tried and how many times i tell you, you still won't change your decision. That shows how selfish you are. You never even once think about my feelings,not even putting yourself in my shoes. That's really painful. Mum once told me, why is it that girls are so much forgiving than the boys? For example, if a boy did make a mistake, even the major ones that can break the girls' heart, the girl still give in and did forgive and forget. However, if it was the girl who made a terrible mistake, boys just wouldn't want to forgive. Even if they forgive, they just won't forget. They will still point out that mistake and talk about it repeatedly. One word, &lt;strong&gt;EGO&lt;/strong&gt;. And another thing, mum told me that doesn't mean you give in, you lose. However, it's otherwise. You know sometimes it's just hard for a person to give in. Therefore, those who give in are the real winner. Somehow, it's true. And i don't want to be wasting my time on you, anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright, time's up. I've got to read my Social Studies notes now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nurafeeqah&lt;/span&gt; R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-2233421621807369559?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2233421621807369559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=2233421621807369559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2233421621807369559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2233421621807369559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/pain-is-temporary-quiting-lasts-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SktaJcVomhI/AAAAAAAACuE/dbMorYsPYw8/s72-c/2902916029_04569f2775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-273580182488486487</id><published>2009-06-29T08:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:46:46.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you ever come back?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sometimes i wonder, are you thinking about me like how i think about you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And i wonder if you feel the same way as how i am feeling towards you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And does anything reminds you of me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Or maybe the memories we once had, have it ever come across your mind?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And, do you miss me like how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; always missed you so?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Do you still browse through our pictures?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The things i gave to you, do you still have them with you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Day by day, i keep wondering about things which eventually teared me up. And all of these feelings, i can't simply put them anywhere but to myself. And i can't ignore these feelings. As much as i try ignoring it, it keeps coming back. But what's more saddening is that, questions are just left as questions, never was once answered. And never will i know how you feel and think about me now. Whatever it is, you're always in my prayer's list and forever will. As long as you're happy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; leave you alone for now. But just so you know, at the end of the day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; always there. Am still waiting, up till now though i never show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nurafeeqah&lt;/span&gt; R.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-273580182488486487?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/273580182488486487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=273580182488486487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/273580182488486487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/273580182488486487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-i-wonder-are-you-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-1423579401429571120</id><published>2009-06-29T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T05:39:54.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkiwY91FNJI/AAAAAAAACt8/kjcRlhO3Q7g/s1600-h/2966724403_e9764636a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352722100090385554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkiwY91FNJI/AAAAAAAACt8/kjcRlhO3Q7g/s400/2966724403_e9764636a6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Notes and more notes."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess everyone knows, today was the first day of school reopen. Apart from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AYG&lt;/span&gt; held in the school's Parade Square, they also had the H1N1 talk regarding the safety measures (a must to wash hand), another was about The Orange Ribbon (Racial Harmony Day). It was pretty boring but since i had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shazana&lt;/span&gt; right beside me, we talked about almost anything that came across our mind, mainly was about boys-.- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ouh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;, we even had Ms Lena Tan as our new Co-Form Teacher(: I even had my sitting arrangement changed!-.- But it's alright, it's for my own good too i guess. Basically that's about it for today in school. Overall it was tiring, for i don't know what the reason is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the teacher talked about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remedial&lt;/span&gt; after school which will be starting somewhere this week. And each day, we may have to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stay back&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remedial&lt;/span&gt; up till about 5 or 6pm. This can be really tiring and definitely a 'no life' kinda thing. But i guess we will benefit from it. We just need to look on the positive side &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. Whatever it is, i bet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be writing notes and more notes almost everyday now. And wherever i go, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;there'll&lt;/span&gt; be highlighters, pens and more of them in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pencil case&lt;/span&gt;, more papers too! And for now, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got to put aside my phone and this beloved laptop. This is going to be hard, but let's just say it's only for a few more months and then i can have them back like no one else can. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;. And no, don't ask if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going RP to chill or not, because i don't want to(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I might be heading to RP tomorrow for a study session with Raymond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nurafeeqah&lt;/span&gt; R.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkivE1sv8mI/AAAAAAAACt0/ICVCNdnD6RM/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 1px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352720654798942818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkivE1sv8mI/AAAAAAAACt0/ICVCNdnD6RM/s400/spaceball.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-1423579401429571120?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1423579401429571120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=1423579401429571120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1423579401429571120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1423579401429571120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/06/notes-and-more-notes.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkiwY91FNJI/AAAAAAAACt8/kjcRlhO3Q7g/s72-c/2966724403_e9764636a6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-1268356198166869690</id><published>2009-06-28T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T08:24:37.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t understand what you want.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkeHnah1SqI/AAAAAAAACtU/_Fkn2kBOvz8/s1600-h/2608347930_ecdb76e9e7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352395793358998178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkeHnah1SqI/AAAAAAAACtU/_Fkn2kBOvz8/s320/2608347930_ecdb76e9e7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'It's so hard to wake up in the morning!'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Goodluck to everyone! School's reopening tomorrow, and i can't wait to meet all my friends. Sounds so classic but this is for real!(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-1268356198166869690?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1268356198166869690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=1268356198166869690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1268356198166869690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1268356198166869690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-so-hard-to-wake-up-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkeHnah1SqI/AAAAAAAACtU/_Fkn2kBOvz8/s72-c/2608347930_ecdb76e9e7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-4724871697573348212</id><published>2009-06-27T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T04:13:59.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss you two dearly.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pulau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the trouble i faced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkXuaOwpgGI/AAAAAAAACr8/LIRFXg8AyvY/s1600-h/4920_217689345257_823180257_7526639_4532455_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351945866605854818" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkXuaOwpgGI/AAAAAAAACr8/LIRFXg8AyvY/s320/4920_217689345257_823180257_7526639_4532455_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkXuDUJ72AI/AAAAAAAACr0/FzDu5Umbvos/s1600-h/4920_217689620257_823180257_7526685_7186266_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351945472917100546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkXuDUJ72AI/AAAAAAAACr0/FzDu5Umbvos/s320/4920_217689620257_823180257_7526685_7186266_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkXuDBnM7xI/AAAAAAAACrs/9d1TuDtCAfE/s1600-h/4920_217682260257_823180257_7526373_6699391_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351945467939581714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkXuDBnM7xI/AAAAAAAACrs/9d1TuDtCAfE/s320/4920_217682260257_823180257_7526373_6699391_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkXuC5KOj5I/AAAAAAAACrk/sYBe3phmecc/s1600-h/4920_217682345257_823180257_7526387_7337768_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351945465670569874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkXuC5KOj5I/AAAAAAAACrk/sYBe3phmecc/s320/4920_217682345257_823180257_7526387_7337768_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkXuCROJ-UI/AAAAAAAACrc/bwmGhA8W86A/s1600-h/4920_217689625257_823180257_7526686_8063079_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351945454949628226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkXuCROJ-UI/AAAAAAAACrc/bwmGhA8W86A/s320/4920_217689625257_823180257_7526686_8063079_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkXuCbK-iRI/AAAAAAAACrU/FnIkXq-ibwM/s1600-h/4920_217689735257_823180257_7526703_3948464_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351945457620650258" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkXuCbK-iRI/AAAAAAAACrU/FnIkXq-ibwM/s320/4920_217689735257_823180257_7526703_3948464_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because the things that happened in my life, definitely make me a better person and the person i am today and the days to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How would you tell if someone misses you ? I'm no psychic. Well, i don't know? Maybe they're checking up on you secretly but never leave a tag or anything? For instant, still browse through your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Friendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Tagged, or whatever account you have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!, or even reads up your blog just to know how you're coping so far in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I admit, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one of those who falls in that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;category&lt;/span&gt;. Obviously everyone will have someone in mind that they miss. But sad to say, they can only see them from far. Unable to see them real life or even shy/scared to start a conversation with that someone in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Even now as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; typing, i do have someone in mind that i miss but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; unable to see them real life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;eversince&lt;/span&gt; you know when, and i just won't say it. By now, you can guess who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; missing. But whatever, time will tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; browsing through the pictures, i feel like crying. But i know, it's no use to cry about the past. Let it just be memories between me and you. That chemistry we once had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To you, i miss the times when you freaked me out and then we both laughed hilariously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another you, i just can't get enough of you. Not just yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Nurafeeqah&lt;/span&gt; R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-4724871697573348212?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4724871697573348212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=4724871697573348212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4724871697573348212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4724871697573348212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-pulau-ubin-and-i-so-miss-cycling.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SkXvN22CQhI/AAAAAAAACtM/18hhSJOIIuE/s72-c/4920_217676075257_823180257_7526198_5940768_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-8976810115040250334</id><published>2009-06-26T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:10:41.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I swear this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;webcam&lt;/span&gt; on my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lappy&lt;/span&gt; can drive me crazy. Because i took a lot of funny shots and i browse through them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wahh&lt;/span&gt;, this can go on until tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this the only thing that can make me laugh on my own. Which also means that for now, only by doing this i can make myself happy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ouh&lt;/span&gt; no, another thing is by watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Indonesian movies in MiO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know, this post has got no motive. Anyway, i'm so in love with the song, The Show by Lenka and the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;blogskin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Yeayyyy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nurafeeqah&lt;/span&gt; R.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-8976810115040250334?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8976810115040250334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=8976810115040250334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8976810115040250334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8976810115040250334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-swear-this-webcam-on-my-new-lappy-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3550070596276125408</id><published>2009-06-26T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T02:36:49.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe with that all settled, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; able to start anew and move right on. This month wasn't really a great month for me, especially towards the ending though i know it's school holiday. Guess i have to give and take. I'll leave everything behind, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; letting it all go. I will never do stupid mistakes ever again. A big mistake and a lesson learnt. This is just life. I'll just have to face up to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;afterall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got a major examination this year. And since school is about to start in two days time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got to be on the right mode and proper study mindset. Back to who i was before all this happened. I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been slacking a lot while everyone else is mugging in June Holidays. So i think, it's time i make a change. Maybe those words said by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Shaz&lt;/span&gt; did knock some sense into mine. I don't want to lose out at the end of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DEE who's turned 17 this year. I hope you'll have a great day today and your celebration will definitely be coming right up. Don't worry, we've never forgotten about it. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Semoga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;panjang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;umur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dimurahkan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;rezeki&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ouh&lt;/span&gt; wells, haven't you heard? I'm grounded for the rest of the days until the end of this year? Well yes i am. For the ever first time. But i guess it's something good and i deserved it. And i think it's time for me to realise that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been going out too much that i barely touch on any books for revision, especially during this school holiday. Another lesson learnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i think praying helps to clear my mind off minor and unwanted problems. And so does all those negative &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;thinking especially when it comes to boys. Like seriously, i want to stay out from all this boys. So please, you stay away from me and i'll stay away from all the problems you caused. Get it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes, i'm better sharing problems and secrets to my close friends rather than my own family. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-3550070596276125408?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3550070596276125408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3550070596276125408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3550070596276125408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3550070596276125408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-believe-with-that-all-settled-im-able.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7188725335628232639</id><published>2009-06-23T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:58:42.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m blinded by this love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I can't believe my own eyes and the stories i've heard. I never did expected you to be the person whom you really are. Never did i expected things to go the way i never wanted. Life was never fair and easy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just like what Afiq Bigbro told me, I've went through this before, in fact worst than this, and so i really should know what to do when handling this kind of situation. Though i wasn't affected that bad, but there's just still so many quesions to ask. But to think again, it's no use. We've come to an end of the game where you and i begin with. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So much for the 'love has no limit', 'go with the flow' and 'love is blind'. I realised now, it was a big mistake. The whole process. Wrong start and end. Everything was wrong. But i asked myself, have i ever regret the things that has happened between us ? Straight no. I regret none. Because it was a good learning experience to start anew. Though it was all sweet and good memories and was pretty much smooth sailing until that day, i should have just take it slow and easy before getting into the real thing. You chose to end it this way, because you believe in giving 2nd chances. But deep down inside, it hurts so bad but i laughed the whole night. I'm letting all this go. I'll swallow the pain. I'll forgive and forget. It's now part of my past.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Again, thanks to the whole of LMQ family who really took great care of me. I know you people were worried about me. I'm touched, really. I know i did something stupid because all i ever wanted to do was to stop crying and have a nice sleep. But every time i close my eyes, all i see is him and the sweet memories. Never was my intention to hurt myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Most importantly, i never did hate you. Because it will bring no good to me. And though the start and end was so wrong, i really do mean the words i said to you. Everything, right from the bottom of my heart. For god knows how i feel right now. Love is blind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-7188725335628232639?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7188725335628232639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7188725335628232639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7188725335628232639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7188725335628232639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-believe-my-own-eyes-and-stories.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-5236284851831643585</id><published>2009-06-17T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T03:44:56.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SjnDJiXdL9I/AAAAAAAACrM/Kc3ieMs_AJU/s1600-h/4724_91299572762_771482762_1995317_5681493_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348520601090600914" style="width: 214px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SjnDJiXdL9I/AAAAAAAACrM/Kc3ieMs_AJU/s320/4724_91299572762_771482762_1995317_5681493_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Friday; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bling&lt;/span&gt; event organized by those in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ITE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bishan&lt;/span&gt; was great. And especially that day, the part where we chilled at Mac.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pulau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ubin&lt;/span&gt; was great too. The long bicycle ride and eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Durian&lt;/span&gt; session, just awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gamelan&lt;/span&gt; party organized by our Juniors and Teachers was awesome. Especially the games and barbecued food, not forgetting the well mixed drinks, our favourite! Perangai gemok siah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So last week was filled with just dance practices, fun with dance mate, friends and a little of fun with cousins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This week will be more of fun with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LMQ&lt;/span&gt;, Cousins!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-5236284851831643585?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5236284851831643585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=5236284851831643585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5236284851831643585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5236284851831643585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-bling-bling-event-organized-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SjnDJiXdL9I/AAAAAAAACrM/Kc3ieMs_AJU/s72-c/4724_91299572762_771482762_1995317_5681493_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-9088401531228727500</id><published>2009-05-27T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T03:43:48.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sh102nLBPqI/AAAAAAAACq0/Z92gpX3q-Mc/s1600-h/DSCN1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340553214708235938" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sh102nLBPqI/AAAAAAAACq0/Z92gpX3q-Mc/s320/DSCN1497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I flung my Mid-Year, need me say more now ? Well, that was expected because like i've said, i did not study that much and in detailed. But let this be the last for my to flung on my examinations. Buck-up. Remember, left with Prelims and then you're up for the Big O's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I miss my crazy partner, Ivy. I miss eating Koko-Krunch and the helluva fun session with ya! Like totally! Yknow, we can do this more often cos' yknow why ? Cos' June Holiday's coming. haha(: Alright, we'll do this the next time we meet, and i'll make sure i'll wear my shoessssah!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anw, Happy Birthday Sofea, today the actual day though(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah Rahman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-9088401531228727500?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/9088401531228727500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=9088401531228727500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/9088401531228727500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/9088401531228727500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-im-your-model-i-love-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sh102nLBPqI/AAAAAAAACq0/Z92gpX3q-Mc/s72-c/DSCN1497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7716110577823927360</id><published>2009-05-25T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T03:45:49.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday to both Adilla and Sofea who has turned 17. I hope you like the gifts, the memorable book full of pictures and personal messages, last but not least, the day we spent to celebrate together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Shqxv1hbCCI/AAAAAAAACqs/4MnJv1q_Wug/s1600-h/DSCN1429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339775743580375074" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Shqxv1hbCCI/AAAAAAAACqs/4MnJv1q_Wug/s320/DSCN1429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/ShqxGfCnCFI/AAAAAAAACqU/aJj5oOJw4aI/s1600-h/DSCN1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339775033170921554" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/ShqxGfCnCFI/AAAAAAAACqU/aJj5oOJw4aI/s320/DSCN1509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And yes, i was being the kecoh-rable one, on that day. Feeling-feeling model and bapok photographer. What-the-hell ? I just got excited when i saw the ropes, too much of American Next Top Model i guess, if you know what i mean(: I had a great time, i definitely did enjoyed myself whenever i'm out with my girls. Without realising, each and every outing brought us closer, in terms of understanding each other, sharing our happiness and sadness moments, as well as our private conversations. I love you girls a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/ShqxGwe8e1I/AAAAAAAACqk/f68hgv_u04E/s1600-h/4268_100326731947_754181947_2551032_3834843_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339775037853170514" style="width: 320px; height: 180px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/ShqxGwe8e1I/AAAAAAAACqk/f68hgv_u04E/s320/4268_100326731947_754181947_2551032_3834843_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday was then well spent with the beloved LMQ family. Definitely with my other two girls, we rock being the Luminiq girls(: But, we short of one person, and with that you're dearly missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339775035668443090" style="width: 320px; height: 180px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/ShqxGoWEL9I/AAAAAAAACqc/A_Haf9gwWbU/s320/4268_100326766947_754181947_2551039_3708293_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeaps, the whole of us had fun!(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in LMQ, always a LMQ(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-7716110577823927360?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7716110577823927360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7716110577823927360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7716110577823927360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7716110577823927360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-to-both-adilla-and-sofea.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Shqxv1hbCCI/AAAAAAAACqs/4MnJv1q_Wug/s72-c/DSCN1429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7669976727430039936</id><published>2009-05-20T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T03:46:58.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm glad, Mid-Year has finally come to an end. Can i not say i did very well ? Well, i've done my best, the very best i could anyway. The results doesn't really matter to me because for all i know, O Levels results matters the most. And the fact is, i never really did studied for any papers for Mid-year, that's why-.-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, i was reading Ez's blog and something cracked me up. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); line-height: 20px;font-family:Trebuchet;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Dad was like negotiating the price and he was like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;dad: since business is good, we decided to buy an expensive car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;alesguy: oh, what business do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;dad:I sell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Salesguy:Sell what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;dad: I sell biscuits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); line-height: 20px;font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;mom: rotflol!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her father, haiyo. I swear i had a good laugh reading it over and over again. Anw, Sorry zaty, i couldn't help it but to copy and paste it here. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, joke aside. I didn't realize that my O Level Mother Tongue paper is in the next two weeks. What the hell? Unbelievable, that's true yes. But this is fo'real. Just what was i thinking? Less slack should help i guess? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anw, Happy Birthday to Adilla who's turned 17 on 13th May. Do not be surprised, we've planned someting  fo'ya. So be prepared girrrl(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I noticed something different in us. The way you talk, the way you react to me since that very day. It wasn't like how it used to be. Just what happened within our relations. You never really did talked to me. Is there something wrong i did, or just anything you dislike, that has pulled us apart. Let me know. This is so weird, i mean very weird. Whenever i tried to get close to you, act and talk like how i've always did, you ignored me. Come to think of it, it's really sad to see how we've become now. Tell me, it's not just me and my feelings. But this really is obvious, it shows so much for the big difference ever since that day. What have i done? Just what did i do to receive this akward-ness feelings between us. Talk to me soon, will'ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-7669976727430039936?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7669976727430039936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7669976727430039936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7669976727430039936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7669976727430039936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-hearts-that-matters.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3593114316642752035</id><published>2009-05-17T01:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T03:47:32.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 24th Birthday to Miss Joan Chia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_Od3cVa3I/AAAAAAAACp8/6VyZKXLEBU8/s1600-h/LGIM0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336711095951649650" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_Od3cVa3I/AAAAAAAACp8/6VyZKXLEBU8/s320/LGIM0455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_Od81-YCI/AAAAAAAACp0/PcbIoomCOag/s1600-h/LGIM0454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336711097401368610" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_Od81-YCI/AAAAAAAACp0/PcbIoomCOag/s320/LGIM0454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_OGVChsbI/AAAAAAAACps/OZk53DGdV2I/s1600-h/LGIM0456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336710691579605426" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_OGVChsbI/AAAAAAAACps/OZk53DGdV2I/s320/LGIM0456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first thing she does when entering the classroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*surprise~!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_OGMn_iVI/AAAAAAAACpU/P9Pg5UeBqpc/s1600-h/LGIM0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336710689320831314" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_OGMn_iVI/AAAAAAAACpU/P9Pg5UeBqpc/s320/LGIM0462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_OF_3dYlI/AAAAAAAACpM/V-p7llBKjJ0/s1600-h/LGIM0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336710685896041042" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_OF_3dYlI/AAAAAAAACpM/V-p7llBKjJ0/s320/LGIM0467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear she's so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_OGAM0t4I/AAAAAAAACpk/KpaER8PAQPs/s1600-h/LGIM0457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336710685985650562" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_OGAM0t4I/AAAAAAAACpk/KpaER8PAQPs/s320/LGIM0457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_OGJwrS_I/AAAAAAAACpc/SXxtP8nHemU/s1600-h/LGIM0461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336710688551947250" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_OGJwrS_I/AAAAAAAACpc/SXxtP8nHemU/s320/LGIM0461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you like the gifts and card with special notes. But it's sad to know that you're leaving us in July. Though you taught us for about half a year only, and as a Maths teacher, Gamelan teacher and co-form teacher, i will miss you. And so does the rest. We know we've been a very bad student, making unnecessary noises and irritate you. But deep inside, we love you Ms Chia(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love LMQ and I love the T-Shirt! 'Nuff Said!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-3593114316642752035?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3593114316642752035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3593114316642752035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3593114316642752035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3593114316642752035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-24th-birthday-to-miss-joan-chia.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sg_Od3cVa3I/AAAAAAAACp8/6VyZKXLEBU8/s72-c/LGIM0455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-9175639392874865508</id><published>2009-05-09T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:56:29.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New recruits. Wow, now we really have a large number of people already. Coolshite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Days has always been great with Da' Family. And especially, with my package partner(: Those laughters and our crazy moments(eg, running with bottles, snap, kokokrunch time! etc), like what the hell? No words to describe us. Our inside jokes and secrets, meant to be kept within us. Never was a regret to hang-out with them. I so love the whole big family. Ouh, i'm happy to meet Hamster again, yeay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss going out with my whole group of girlfriends. Everyone's been busy, busy mugging. The last we went out together was, on march if i'm not wrong, to celebrate mine and Shaz's birthday. So, that means, after MYE, we should at least plan an outing together, alright ? Who's with me now? *raises hand -.-" Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anw, Goodluck for MYE to all students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Highlight: You either have both or none. That's my package partner. hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i still find David Archuleta very cute! Woo, Hotstuff(: Very i mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SgZ5ypzDdbI/AAAAAAAACpE/3w1juibRZ1A/s320/david_archuleta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*slaps forehead and melts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-9175639392874865508?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/9175639392874865508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=9175639392874865508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/9175639392874865508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/9175639392874865508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-recruits.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SgZ5ypzDdbI/AAAAAAAACpE/3w1juibRZ1A/s72-c/david_archuleta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-2687408208875821904</id><published>2009-05-07T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:28:31.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't make me fall for you. I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only thing i wanna hear is, only my family members, girlfriends and close friends saying "i love you" to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And no one else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I don't wanna hear confessions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not even close to a deeper conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nuff' said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You think i might not know. But it's obvious. I've never given you hopes. Not at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Nurafeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-2687408208875821904?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2687408208875821904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=2687408208875821904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2687408208875821904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2687408208875821904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-make-me-fall-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-244676499198195156</id><published>2009-05-06T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:06:19.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty interesting and unbelievable, how nature changes a person's attitude and character that quick. How weird when you keep twisting your words, and then accuse of assuming things and jumping into conclusion. It's just human nature. Humans are created not to be trusted, for almost all. Poisonous and sweet talks kills. Ever so hurtful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mid-Year, 2 out of 6 subjects down. Both Malay and English compositions and letter writing was rather, fairly done. Except for the fact that, the weather made me feel so sleepy. I could barely start to think of something to begin with. For all i know, it was really windy and my bed's calling me saying "come to me(: " LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear i am struggling on my Design and Technology Folio. Ever so complicating. I can barely draw out my ideas for the fact that, i suck at drawing. Due to that, my folio was handed up to the teacher, not even halfway through and with the feeling of 'i heck care already. it's only mid-year". Yeaps, i only care to do well in O levels. Anything else, can go and die(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Highlight: Koko Krunch and the cards can really make me high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Nurfeeqah R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-244676499198195156?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/244676499198195156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=244676499198195156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/244676499198195156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/244676499198195156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/05/pretty-interesting-and-unbelievable-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-6726413357849960096</id><published>2009-05-03T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T03:32:07.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);   font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Pleasure of love lasts but a moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);   font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Pain of love lasts a lifetime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);   font-style: italic; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Jean Pierre Claris De Florian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Ouh well you know what? It doesn't matter to me anymore. Those heartache, i know i really don't deserve it. I shouldn't have felt the great impact. Now that i'm better on my own, i don't have to worry for anyone else except for mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While everyone else's mugging for Mid-Year, i'm still slacking a lot. I did studied, but still more of slacking. But who cares anyway? When the time comes, i know what to do(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The highlight was, i really had fun Dancing with my two girls, Zee and Ivy. Ooohh~ like finally eh after the long break from it. And someone got me motivated to start dancing all over again, after the big O's. I needed that(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, i need to go now! Loves(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-6726413357849960096?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6726413357849960096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=6726413357849960096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6726413357849960096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6726413357849960096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/05/pleasure-of-love-lasts-but-moment-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7070696499917460685</id><published>2009-04-29T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T09:35:10.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sfh_5L4kliI/AAAAAAAACoY/0y-Pz7Lw85g/s1600-h/LGIM0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sfh_5L4kliI/AAAAAAAACoY/0y-Pz7Lw85g/s320/LGIM0327.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330150779412321826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear i screwed up on my MT oral during the conversation. I just went totally blank and didn't know what to answer when i looked at Cikgu Juliana's face-.- This is terrible. Lucky this is only for Mid-Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a brighter note, i scored 19/25 for Maths on Vectors. A1 that is, and i was really happy about it(: An achievement for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Highlight for today was, Ivy and I went all excited for Kokokrunch. And the best part was, we played the game SNAP using the cards we got from Koko the krunch(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I swear i love the whole family of LMQ(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheer up babe, we've got your back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-7070696499917460685?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7070696499917460685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7070696499917460685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7070696499917460685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7070696499917460685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-swear-i-screwed-up-on-my-mt-oral.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sfh_5L4kliI/AAAAAAAACoY/0y-Pz7Lw85g/s72-c/LGIM0327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-4245158851196782351</id><published>2009-04-27T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T03:45:39.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfWB6TFiIsI/AAAAAAAACoQ/hT-KFIO0bh4/s1600-h/Picture%252B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfWB6TFiIsI/AAAAAAAACoQ/hT-KFIO0bh4/s320/Picture%252B015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329308572618728130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;My brother's stupid because he doesn't want to eat the food mum bought for him and cakes from Coffeebean. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went home today and i got a little excited when i saw two boxes of cake from Coffeebean in the fridge(: I told my brother i missed Coffeebeans' food and asked him to get those food for me. Eventually he did! Not one, not two. Look!  He brought home Tiramisu, Chocolate of Thousand Leaves, Brownie, Oreo Cheesecake and Chocolate warm cake. How delighted i was when i saw those, 2 of each pulak tu(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next, mum told me that there's Mee Laksa and Mee Bandung in the fridge. She said that i could have one of those and give the other to my 1st brother, but i got both instead because my brother doesn't want them. HHAHA. Now, i'm pretty much full after eating both Meeees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lol, i know i eat a lot. But it's okay you know. While others are on diet, trying to get rid of their cellulite, i can eat as much as i want and not worry about my weight(: That's the coolest fact! Nuff' said(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mid-year's just next week and MT oral's tomorrow. Now that Gamelan practices has officially ended, i can rest in peace without having to worry how we will perform for SYF. Glad it has all ended, am glad i can continue with my revision(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've eaten one of the chocolate warm cake, i wanna eat oreo cheesecake next!(: Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-4245158851196782351?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4245158851196782351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=4245158851196782351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4245158851196782351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4245158851196782351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-brothers-stupid-because-he-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfWB6TFiIsI/AAAAAAAACoQ/hT-KFIO0bh4/s72-c/Picture%252B015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-4002777519234014929</id><published>2009-04-26T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T01:18:37.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='djfhgorhfjnirfk. stress.'/><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfQUBJxdZoI/AAAAAAAACoA/nx0ZZyZqfOg/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfQUBJxdZoI/AAAAAAAACoA/nx0ZZyZqfOg/s320/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328906269121930882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am currently working on my DNT folio. And i swear DNT sucks a lot. Kay no. I realized i'm not good in drawing, and that makes it even tougher for me to finish it fast enough. And due to that, DNT sucks, FOR ME(: Don't ask me why i took DNT instead of &lt;s&gt;ART&lt;/s&gt; or POA. Thank you.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; I want this to end quick! Like seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfQW3N3aXlI/AAAAAAAACoI/wQajehQ8b0s/s320/DSC09527.JPG" /&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfQUAzsGdZI/AAAAAAAACn4/1sopy9Mb2wA/s1600-h/DSC09535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfQUAzsGdZI/AAAAAAAACn4/1sopy9Mb2wA/s320/DSC09535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328906263193875858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfQUAzsGdZI/AAAAAAAACn4/1sopy9Mb2wA/s1600-h/DSC09535.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfQUAzKQZaI/AAAAAAAACnw/_Qgk1VXOQhA/s1600-h/DSC09532.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfQUAzKQZaI/AAAAAAAACnw/_Qgk1VXOQhA/s1600-h/DSC09532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfQUAzKQZaI/AAAAAAAACnw/_Qgk1VXOQhA/s320/DSC09532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328906263051920802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear i miss eating ice cream, especially from Andersen's. Anyone, bring me there pleassseeeee(: And i'm craving for Lasagna(: Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kay, saya lapar. Saya mahu makan(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-4002777519234014929?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4002777519234014929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=4002777519234014929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4002777519234014929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4002777519234014929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/04/am-currently-working-on-my-dnt-folio.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfQUBJxdZoI/AAAAAAAACoA/nx0ZZyZqfOg/s72-c/DSC00146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3064825469417037886</id><published>2009-04-25T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T04:50:08.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfK4gvKTbXI/AAAAAAAACno/b0fzjBYhuI4/s1600-h/DSC09525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfK4gvKTbXI/AAAAAAAACno/b0fzjBYhuI4/s320/DSC09525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328524181687725426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Let the good times roll. Whatever that comes in between, accept it for what it is, and go with the flow. You know what it is. Just, don't rush things. But at times, you have to be strict with your decisions. Babe, i know its hard and it hurts. But you gotta do it if that's what you really want. Whatever it is, think through it again and again. I'll be there when you need a pair of listening ears, i can hear all your rants all day long. I don't mind(: Love ya!&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/3898695917086117875-3064825469417037886?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3064825469417037886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3064825469417037886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3064825469417037886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3064825469417037886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-good-times-roll.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfK4gvKTbXI/AAAAAAAACno/b0fzjBYhuI4/s72-c/DSC09525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-1692643800442833417</id><published>2009-04-24T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:20:56.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no one in particular.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfHyPlQZP5I/AAAAAAAACnQ/VHqpvYq2oUA/s1600-h/feeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328306183668842386" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfHyPlQZP5I/AAAAAAAACnQ/VHqpvYq2oUA/s320/feeq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The hidden truth. I don't get you. Me, or another someone. I guess, i can never know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's funny how these feelings are developed eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-1692643800442833417?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1692643800442833417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=1692643800442833417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1692643800442833417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1692643800442833417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/04/hidden-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SfHyPlQZP5I/AAAAAAAACnQ/VHqpvYq2oUA/s72-c/feeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-8333647019136981244</id><published>2009-04-23T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:11:23.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;I am proud to announce that we got Silver for Gamelan SYF 2009. Though the results were not what we aimed for, i know, and having to be given another chance to join 2009 SYF, i believe that we as a team has done and put so much effort in it. Whatever the outcome is, i'm glad that everyone has realized the true meaning of teamwork. The journey we went through, was really challenging. Yet, a memorable one. We will definitely come back to guide the younger ones, and will definitely fight for our GOLD award back. And that we promise. A million thanks to those who participated, thanks for making this journey a wonderful one that we seniors will never ever forget. With that, i wish you all the best for the upcoming events in school and most importantly, for SYF 2011. Lastly, we'll see you in our next gathering in June. I love Sri Cemara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-8333647019136981244?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8333647019136981244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=8333647019136981244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8333647019136981244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8333647019136981244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-proud-to-announce-that-we-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-4134929937252302738</id><published>2009-04-19T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T06:50:39.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SesrI-hl72I/AAAAAAAACnI/e_ez9MLgooQ/s1600-h/DSC04290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SesrI-hl72I/AAAAAAAACnI/e_ez9MLgooQ/s320/DSC04290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326398417518587746" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeslQFOG4HI/AAAAAAAACnA/1xW8tYe-ur0/s1600-h/DSC04316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeslQFOG4HI/AAAAAAAACnA/1xW8tYe-ur0/s320/DSC04316.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326391942505226354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause we rock like that!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jam and Hop at RP was really great. I had fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sescj5YRkeI/AAAAAAAACm4/T4QKKwRZqBQ/s1600-h/n633893911_1483655_6303384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sescj5YRkeI/AAAAAAAACm4/T4QKKwRZqBQ/s320/n633893911_1483655_6303384.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326382387319378402" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sescj22_BDI/AAAAAAAACmw/DM8QUvtxnWw/s1600-h/n633893911_1483654_7913022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sescj22_BDI/AAAAAAAACmw/DM8QUvtxnWw/s320/n633893911_1483654_7913022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326382386642879538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sescj22_BDI/AAAAAAAACmw/DM8QUvtxnWw/s1600-h/n633893911_1483654_7913022.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sescj7Vj7_I/AAAAAAAACmo/FCaRhg7Daw4/s1600-h/cuties.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sescj7Vj7_I/AAAAAAAACmo/FCaRhg7Daw4/s1600-h/cuties.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sescj7Vj7_I/AAAAAAAACmo/FCaRhg7Daw4/s320/cuties.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326382387844870130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; Just something to share(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";"&gt;Amazingly, i found these photos in my cousin's Facebook account. Look at how cute we were before. HAHA. SPOT MEH ? I'm way fairer then i am now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, thanks to Fiqsion that i'm now falling sick. Very the contagious eh(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andandand, Gamelan SYF is coming real soon! In 4 more days time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I'm scared):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PS: I love that fact that we are how we are now(:&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/3898695917086117875-4134929937252302738?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4134929937252302738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=4134929937252302738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4134929937252302738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/4134929937252302738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/04/cause-we-rock-like-that-jam-and-hop-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SesrI-hl72I/AAAAAAAACnI/e_ez9MLgooQ/s72-c/DSC04290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-8151887774123900543</id><published>2009-04-15T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T06:24:06.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeXa3EqxeiI/AAAAAAAACmg/Kx4Q2fGsNrk/s1600-h/feeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeXa3EqxeiI/AAAAAAAACmg/Kx4Q2fGsNrk/s320/feeq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324902774116284962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did had a great time at Esplanade to watch Gamelan Rocks! and so does my girls. They totally rock my Evg socks lah. So the kecohrable and spontaneous eh korang pompuan, aku pon sama. Ohh Isaac!(: Ni dalam punya cerita. heh. Can't deny, i actually fall in love with the pieces they played. I want to buy their album, if they have lah. And i so wanna join them after my secondary school ends, cannot wait uh(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks eh, for making me feel so jealous over something. Thanks eh, i'm pissed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alamak, ni Ziq eh. Mana punya sia. HAHA. Kay no. I don't know you *ithink* and i need to know who're you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye, i'm having Geog test tomorrow and i don't wanna fail again-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry, no Miley Cyrus picture for today. In a rush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-8151887774123900543?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8151887774123900543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=8151887774123900543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8151887774123900543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8151887774123900543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-did-had-great-time-at-esplanade-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeXa3EqxeiI/AAAAAAAACmg/Kx4Q2fGsNrk/s72-c/feeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-78592309942146585</id><published>2009-04-14T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:44:32.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeSB3SajopI/AAAAAAAACmQ/_Vx8EZIrhEA/s1600-h/mileyy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeSB3SajopI/AAAAAAAACmQ/_Vx8EZIrhEA/s320/mileyy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324523446294782610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She says, '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sizzling hot!(:&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiring day it was because we had to polish our instruments as we're left with exactly a week before the actual day of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt;. But definitely, it wasn't a good end for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since they couldn't take the nice way, we had to do it in a rough manner. Though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still not satisfied with their behaviour, i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; done my part and they deserved to be screamed at. Yes, because they were super irritating, had no respects for the seniors and teachers especially, been tolerating their nonsense and what nots, lastly their attitude sucks big time. And none of them seemed to be serious about it. Tell me what to do next ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a brighter note, Afiq has already bought a new science book for me. Happy i was because he misplaced mine and so he had to replace a new one(: And now i can study in peace. And tomorrow, we will all be going to watch Mr Amran at Gamelan Rock which is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i still don't know where it is held(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, yes Sya. Since i have Sensasi, i do watch Cinta Fitri(: And yes babe, like finally someone misses me eh ? lol. I miss you too(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Farah sister, wanna have lunch together this coming weekend ? We so have to catch up on each other(: imy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Ziq, i still don't know who you are. Tell me details please. hha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alright, nights!(:&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/3898695917086117875-78592309942146585?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/78592309942146585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=78592309942146585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/78592309942146585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/78592309942146585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/04/she-says-im-sizzling-hot-tiring-day-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeSB3SajopI/AAAAAAAACmQ/_Vx8EZIrhEA/s72-c/mileyy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7988451177329430323</id><published>2009-04-13T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T06:00:53.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeM2UGzPRnI/AAAAAAAACmI/ehu5XmluMmc/s1600-h/miley.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeM2UGzPRnI/AAAAAAAACmI/ehu5XmluMmc/s320/miley.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324158903532865138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think that Miley Cyrus is beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeM2T3JhFiI/AAAAAAAACmA/HkYQpIXz-UM/s1600-h/david.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeM2T3JhFiI/AAAAAAAACmA/HkYQpIXz-UM/s1600-h/david.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeM2T3JhFiI/AAAAAAAACmA/HkYQpIXz-UM/s320/david.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324158899331339810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And David Archuleta is so cute!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need to do my assignments now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Oh oh, i've stopped working already, and i'm happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;More time for myself and more time with LMQ(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still, who're you Ziq?&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/3898695917086117875-7988451177329430323?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7988451177329430323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7988451177329430323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7988451177329430323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7988451177329430323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-that-miley-cyrus-is-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeM2UGzPRnI/AAAAAAAACmI/ehu5XmluMmc/s72-c/miley.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-374592310355631888</id><published>2009-04-12T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T03:30:52.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeHBN3Lg1LI/AAAAAAAACl4/Otrs73tyr1c/s1600-h/FEEQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeHBN3Lg1LI/AAAAAAAACl4/Otrs73tyr1c/s320/FEEQ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323748678423336114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seseorang itu harus bersedia untuk menerima dan kehilangan sesuatu; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cinta Fitri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sentosa trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeG8z-JLwOI/AAAAAAAAClA/IdhE2kuSkrQ/s320/afiq%26ivy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vivo City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeG_Z53MVYI/AAAAAAAAClo/1Hws4r87xgY/s320/part1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeG_ZliI7HI/AAAAAAAAClg/gzzjKn-fKTU/s320/part2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeG_ZuoIvkI/AAAAAAAAClY/EaUmX4ToSZQ/s320/part3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 20th Birthday Hamster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you like the mini celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i'm glad you're finally back(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i'm still wondering, who're you Ziq ? Do tag back(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-374592310355631888?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/374592310355631888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=374592310355631888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/374592310355631888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/374592310355631888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/04/seseorang-itu-harus-bersedia-untuk.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SeHBN3Lg1LI/AAAAAAAACl4/Otrs73tyr1c/s72-c/FEEQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-5634221410475063764</id><published>2009-04-09T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:11:52.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sd4aYawR1vI/AAAAAAAACkw/q1V_CxRmFd8/s1600-h/LGIM0120edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sd4aYawR1vI/AAAAAAAACkw/q1V_CxRmFd8/s320/LGIM0120edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322720816399505138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.4km run totally suck. But i'm glad it's the last, and i maintained to be 2nd in position(for girls).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Besides that, SYF Gamelan 2009 will be in 2 weeks time. 23April that is. I'm scared and i'm nervous and worried too! I hope to maintain our Gold Award, but, lets just pray hard for a positive result. And then everyone will have a good time in Indonesia(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And i'm looking forward for Sentosa trip tomorrow with LMQ-ians!((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As long as it's not coming to an end, i need to focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Put everything else that is unrelated aside, because i can always deal with it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am not giving up, never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-5634221410475063764?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5634221410475063764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=5634221410475063764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5634221410475063764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5634221410475063764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/04/after-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/Sd4aYawR1vI/AAAAAAAACkw/q1V_CxRmFd8/s72-c/LGIM0120edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3170127440749378511</id><published>2009-04-06T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T02:59:48.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnRHA2YkqI/AAAAAAAACko/4XZJ9kozMxY/s1600-h/edited+feeq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnRHA2YkqI/AAAAAAAACko/4XZJ9kozMxY/s320/edited+feeq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321514353132343970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was made for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Sometimes i wonder, if you could at least, spare some thoughts for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I wish you could understand what i`m really, feeling deep inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Most of all, to feel the darkest day of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Which is what i have to go through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Little did i know that this was going to be hard for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Most of all, i didn't wished for something like this to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;All and all, i pray to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; that the next day will be a better today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I am what i am today, of what i am yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I pray to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; safety and mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And with arms wide open, i told &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; that i accepted this challenge which &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; gave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Though sometimes i regret, i must never let myself down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Because there's only one person who can cure the pain, which is myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And i will never give up to keep moving on though i know, it's very hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gamelan camp during March Holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOMat6VJI/AAAAAAAACkY/Eg8nxTj8EOg/s1600-h/LGIM0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOMat6VJI/AAAAAAAACkY/Eg8nxTj8EOg/s320/LGIM0063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321511147440592018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOMat6VJI/AAAAAAAACkY/Eg8nxTj8EOg/s1600-h/LGIM0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOMEp0poI/AAAAAAAACkQ/IGgDjvTegPs/s1600-h/LGIM0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOMEp0poI/AAAAAAAACkQ/IGgDjvTegPs/s320/LGIM0061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321511141517862530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOMEp0poI/AAAAAAAACkQ/IGgDjvTegPs/s1600-h/LGIM0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOLx3kJAI/AAAAAAAACkI/P-qNmYqKvZY/s1600-h/LGIM0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOLx3kJAI/AAAAAAAACkI/P-qNmYqKvZY/s320/LGIM0058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321511136475227138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOLx3kJAI/AAAAAAAACkI/P-qNmYqKvZY/s1600-h/LGIM0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOLpjfQtI/AAAAAAAACkA/BtnaOWlXwa4/s1600-h/LGIM0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOLpjfQtI/AAAAAAAACkA/BtnaOWlXwa4/s320/LGIM0057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321511134243537618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Ghost i was(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnRG4qxmAI/AAAAAAAACkg/fHAHWQR2Y-U/s320/LGIM0073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOLpjfQtI/AAAAAAAACkA/BtnaOWlXwa4/s1600-h/LGIM0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOLriqOBI/AAAAAAAACj4/QEL1C4Kz8wE/s1600-h/DSC00957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnOLriqOBI/AAAAAAAACj4/QEL1C4Kz8wE/s320/DSC00957.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321511134776932370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With schoolmates, loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnMip3bb8I/AAAAAAAACjw/QrG3El3-AFM/s320/DSC01005.JPG" /&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnMiWtLzoI/AAAAAAAACjo/0JvhD2VrCB4/s1600-h/LGIM0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnMiWtLzoI/AAAAAAAACjo/0JvhD2VrCB4/s320/LGIM0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321509325297667714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnMiWtLzoI/AAAAAAAACjo/0JvhD2VrCB4/s1600-h/LGIM0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnMh973rwI/AAAAAAAACjg/ZyvgXBk2aQw/s1600-h/LGIM0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnMh973rwI/AAAAAAAACjg/ZyvgXBk2aQw/s320/LGIM0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321509318648377090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnMh973rwI/AAAAAAAACjg/ZyvgXBk2aQw/s1600-h/LGIM0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnMhdQhNGI/AAAAAAAACjY/jwsmrlY-bmQ/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnMhdQhNGI/AAAAAAAACjY/jwsmrlY-bmQ/s320/DSC00333.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321509309876614242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you're happy that i've finally updated, Mus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;; Nothing hurts the most than to miss someone who was once special in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-3170127440749378511?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3170127440749378511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3170127440749378511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3170127440749378511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3170127440749378511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/04/was-made-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SdnRHA2YkqI/AAAAAAAACko/4XZJ9kozMxY/s72-c/edited+feeq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-6930004585519772608</id><published>2009-03-09T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T05:51:28.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9 March 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely, it was unlike the previous years. But still, i'm happy(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to schoolmates, girlfriends, workmates, new friends, cousin, ariff, fairul hairie, farah hildayu, mus, afiq, hamster, rong sheng, raymond, maya &amp;amp; afiqah for the wishes and special thanks to farihin for the non-stop wishes, writings on my hand and hug too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbUKUGJW6JI/AAAAAAAACjA/OrRXHTVbEqY/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbUKUGJW6JI/AAAAAAAACjA/OrRXHTVbEqY/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311162675916892306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbUKUGJW6JI/AAAAAAAACjA/OrRXHTVbEqY/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i had 17 mails on my 17th Birthday. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbUKT9z9hJI/AAAAAAAACi4/YNuAZLYbIBA/s1600-h/LGIM0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbUKT9z9hJI/AAAAAAAACi4/YNuAZLYbIBA/s320/LGIM0055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311162673679664274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hand drawings by Sofea, Adilla &amp;amp; Diana.&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbUKTW5Lq8I/AAAAAAAACiw/meEcq26h_Ng/s1600-h/LGIM0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbUKTW5Lq8I/AAAAAAAACiw/meEcq26h_Ng/s1600-h/LGIM0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbUKTW5Lq8I/AAAAAAAACiw/meEcq26h_Ng/s320/LGIM0054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311162663232580546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Farihinbby, and i love you too(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i shall upload pictures to Dancework 09' and the leftovers pictures of the previous outing with lovelies in the next post(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WithLotsofLove, nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-6930004585519772608?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6930004585519772608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=6930004585519772608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6930004585519772608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6930004585519772608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/03/9-march-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbUKUGJW6JI/AAAAAAAACjA/OrRXHTVbEqY/s72-c/untitled2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7468948270907512413</id><published>2009-03-08T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T09:49:12.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Nur Afiqah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday to me(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ya' Allah ya' tuhanku. Aku berterima kasih kerana telah dipanjangkan umur. Kau lindungilah orang-orang yang aku sayang dan kasihi.  Jauhkanlah kami dari sebarang penyakit Ya' Allah. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-7468948270907512413?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7468948270907512413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7468948270907512413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7468948270907512413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7468948270907512413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-1026588257994955648</id><published>2009-03-07T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:44:36.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wish.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will my wish ever come true ? I wish'/><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHyCvCuI/AAAAAAAACio/udMSzAi6LuI/s1600-h/feefeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHyCvCuI/AAAAAAAACio/udMSzAi6LuI/s320/feefeee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310497259827170018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little did i know it was going to be this hard):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A day left and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; turning seventeen(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First and foremost, two thumbs up for my Lovelies who managed to surprise me with an advanced 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Advance Birthday celebration along with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shaz's&lt;/span&gt; Belated Birthday. And thanks a million for the gift! I so love it. So, there goes the Mini Unexpected Birthday Celebration over at Bukit Batok idk where, but it's at the Bowling place there. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A day spent with wonderful people. School trip was to Battle-field places. And afternoon was well-spent playing Bowling after so long. And night was spent at RP(: Tiring it was, but hell yeah! I had a lot of fun(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you people a lot a lot!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHuxFL5I/AAAAAAAACig/1pH6GBXwT14/s1600-h/LGIM0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHuxFL5I/AAAAAAAACig/1pH6GBXwT14/s320/LGIM0029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310497258947817362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHuxFL5I/AAAAAAAACig/1pH6GBXwT14/s1600-h/LGIM0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forever and Always(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHUt7taI/AAAAAAAACiY/34QaHLDv044/s1600-h/LGIM0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHUt7taI/AAAAAAAACiY/34QaHLDv044/s320/LGIM0031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310497251955291554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHUt7taI/AAAAAAAACiY/34QaHLDv044/s1600-h/LGIM0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHX73MWI/AAAAAAAACiQ/m9Pok1XQvQc/s1600-h/LGIM0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHX73MWI/AAAAAAAACiQ/m9Pok1XQvQc/s320/LGIM0034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310497252819022178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHX73MWI/AAAAAAAACiQ/m9Pok1XQvQc/s1600-h/LGIM0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHNg0NoI/AAAAAAAACiI/x-wRB9V9IYM/s1600-h/LGIM0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHNg0NoI/AAAAAAAACiI/x-wRB9V9IYM/s320/LGIM0035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310497250021226114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHNg0NoI/AAAAAAAACiI/x-wRB9V9IYM/s1600-h/LGIM0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NabilahSyg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsSB9w3QI/AAAAAAAACiA/ujegAIJcLxY/s1600-h/LGIM0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsSB9w3QI/AAAAAAAACiA/ujegAIJcLxY/s320/LGIM0036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310496336388349186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsSB9w3QI/AAAAAAAACiA/ujegAIJcLxY/s1600-h/LGIM0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SofeaBFF(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsRWHituI/AAAAAAAACh4/KEoU5b0pbhQ/s1600-h/LGIM0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsRWHituI/AAAAAAAACh4/KEoU5b0pbhQ/s320/LGIM0037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310496324618204898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsRWHituI/AAAAAAAACh4/KEoU5b0pbhQ/s1600-h/LGIM0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ShazanaLOVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsQnjtRXI/AAAAAAAAChw/lf3ZISvaIsc/s1600-h/LGIM0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsQnjtRXI/AAAAAAAAChw/lf3ZISvaIsc/s320/LGIM0039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310496312119870834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsQnjtRXI/AAAAAAAAChw/lf3ZISvaIsc/s1600-h/LGIM0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Closest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsQLjdK9I/AAAAAAAACho/z7ai-8gcCDY/s1600-h/LGIM0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsQLjdK9I/AAAAAAAACho/z7ai-8gcCDY/s320/LGIM0040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310496304602622930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsQLjdK9I/AAAAAAAACho/z7ai-8gcCDY/s1600-h/LGIM0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsPau1yQI/AAAAAAAAChg/AUD3D1pr3kA/s1600-h/LGIM0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsPau1yQI/AAAAAAAAChg/AUD3D1pr3kA/s320/LGIM0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310496291497036034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKsPau1yQI/AAAAAAAAChg/AUD3D1pr3kA/s1600-h/LGIM0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O u r birthday cake(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKre3cl4RI/AAAAAAAAChY/dC9OJhihRGA/s1600-h/LGIM0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKre3cl4RI/AAAAAAAAChY/dC9OJhihRGA/s320/LGIM0043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310495457391534354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKre3cl4RI/AAAAAAAAChY/dC9OJhihRGA/s1600-h/LGIM0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Wacky one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKrecYMCvI/AAAAAAAAChQ/taDHyACOVbI/s1600-h/LGIM0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKrecYMCvI/AAAAAAAAChQ/taDHyACOVbI/s320/LGIM0044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310495450125306610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKrecYMCvI/AAAAAAAAChQ/taDHyACOVbI/s1600-h/LGIM0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKrd34x7DI/AAAAAAAAChI/KtKhn2Q7VwI/s1600-h/LGIM0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKrd34x7DI/AAAAAAAAChI/KtKhn2Q7VwI/s320/LGIM0046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310495440329894962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKrd34x7DI/AAAAAAAAChI/KtKhn2Q7VwI/s1600-h/LGIM0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKrdngUllI/AAAAAAAAChA/NyJukrnpq3s/s1600-h/LGIM0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKrdngUllI/AAAAAAAAChA/NyJukrnpq3s/s320/LGIM0047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310495435932341842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKrdngUllI/AAAAAAAAChA/NyJukrnpq3s/s1600-h/LGIM0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKrdDN6c4I/AAAAAAAACg4/jp12iYUbtis/s1600-h/LGIM0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKrdDN6c4I/AAAAAAAACg4/jp12iYUbtis/s320/LGIM0048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310495426191455106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKrdDN6c4I/AAAAAAAACg4/jp12iYUbtis/s1600-h/LGIM0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Nabilah says i'm 'tembam'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's more pictures of us, but i'll post it here when i've received it(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WithLotsofLove,nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-1026588257994955648?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1026588257994955648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=1026588257994955648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1026588257994955648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1026588257994955648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-did-i-know-it-was-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SbKtHyCvCuI/AAAAAAAACio/udMSzAi6LuI/s72-c/feefeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-5480072141187461747</id><published>2009-02-28T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T09:37:08.423-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i pray to God every single day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without fail.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a pain the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate the feelings of 'i'm giving up very soon'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And how i hate to cry-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AfiqBigBrother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss Irfan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss seeing Jojobas in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss going out with LMQ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss Reynante, my used to be collegue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss doing things in pairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss doing things for somebody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss the times when i had to rush to meet somebody. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weekdays have been occupied with school remedials, CCA Gamelan as to prepare for the big SYF, and for self-study back at home. Been real busy and was really occupied with homeworks and all that i bearly have time for myself, enough rest. Whereas on Friday and Sat, im out to work. But the good news is, i'll soon be taking my break from work this coming end of March. I'm glad, i don't have to spend hours at work standing and doing my work. Though it's fun to work with them, i still feel the need to stop this soon. I'll soon miss working and my colleague, but i can always come back whenever i want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Lots of Love, nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-5480072141187461747?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5480072141187461747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=5480072141187461747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5480072141187461747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5480072141187461747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/02/such-pain-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-6878631800547968316</id><published>2009-02-12T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:28:49.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never want to avoid anyone. But things are different now. And i have/got to do this, at least it's for my own good that is. For my own benefit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss Mussy. Where have you been my dear friend ? Where's the cheerful you ? The one who'll go around the school disturbing others. And the one who loves making silly jokes. Where are you, really. I do know that life has been hard on you. But fret not, you still have me and the rest who're willing to help you in any ways, if possible that is. Please, please i remind you. Please do not do anything harmful to yourself alright. No matter how hard the situation is, find some space to breathe. You'll find the solutions to every problems you're facing. I promise you, you will. Though i may not be your closest friend, but you know you can count on me alright? And i hope you're doing just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have your plans ready for the upcoming Valentines ? Got the sweetest gift ready for your special someone ? Well, good then if your answers will be 'Yes'. That's good because you actually have a special someone to celebrate it with. Na-ah. Don't bother asking about myself. The fact is, i've never really celebrated valentines with anyone special. So there goes the feeling of 'romantic' on this very day and receiving the sweetest gift ever. Well, that's really not my point. But, just in case you still have yet to grab anyone out for Valentines, do consider celebrating it with your bestfriendsss(: A little something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As for my family and i, it'll be a meaningful date and something different from others. This is only possible because both my parents got together on the same day as Velentines day, 14th Feb. Awww, how beautiful. And with that, another family outing awaits us!(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright. Got to go for now(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3898695917086117875-6878631800547968316?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6878631800547968316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=6878631800547968316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6878631800547968316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6878631800547968316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-never-want-to-avoid-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-1880904678241448</id><published>2009-02-10T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T06:34:53.295-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horlicks(:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;I miss seeing you in action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;I just missed you, alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-1880904678241448?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1880904678241448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=1880904678241448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1880904678241448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1880904678241448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-seeing-you-in-action.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-2294645057312862178</id><published>2009-02-09T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T05:10:24.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Relax, chill everyone. I'm wide awake already alright(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anw, thanks to whoever who carried me right from the forth floor to the very first, and into the sickbay. I know i did troubled you people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mum and i went to Polyclinic right after that and it took nearly 3 whole hours before i could get home and rest. That's because the doctor told me to check my blood, and then interviewed me with a lot of questions. The question now is, how long did i faint again ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The doctor let me rest for tomorrow, and so i will not attend school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take care people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;WithLotsofLove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3898695917086117875-2294645057312862178?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2294645057312862178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=2294645057312862178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2294645057312862178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2294645057312862178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/02/relax-chill-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-5564170620664674227</id><published>2009-02-05T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T04:08:52.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRhU_mJPI/AAAAAAAACfg/OusrsbG5SiU/s1600-h/feeee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRhU_mJPI/AAAAAAAACfg/OusrsbG5SiU/s320/feeee.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299278282056148210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bring it back, please(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amazingly, i found these pictures in Shazana's blog. Pictures taken in one of the chalet in (i forgot where! XD) hhah. But it was during the school holidays last year, class chalet it was. One word to describe it, 'CRAZY' (: Yes, that usually happens when we two meet, referring to myself and Shazana(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRhbIXS8I/AAAAAAAACfY/0hbRLJ9QHHs/s1600-h/CIMG1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRhbIXS8I/AAAAAAAACfY/0hbRLJ9QHHs/s320/CIMG1210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299278283703536578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRhbIXS8I/AAAAAAAACfY/0hbRLJ9QHHs/s1600-h/CIMG1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRhcg1I9I/AAAAAAAACfQ/OMrLA-hpjJo/s1600-h/CIMG1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRhcg1I9I/AAAAAAAACfQ/OMrLA-hpjJo/s320/CIMG1217.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299278284074591186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRhcg1I9I/AAAAAAAACfQ/OMrLA-hpjJo/s1600-h/CIMG1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rambot masai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRVhzfBpI/AAAAAAAACfI/8dpZsAyy0GY/s1600-h/CIMG1220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRVhzfBpI/AAAAAAAACfI/8dpZsAyy0GY/s320/CIMG1220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299278079336580754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRVhzfBpI/AAAAAAAACfI/8dpZsAyy0GY/s1600-h/CIMG1220.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRVDeU5VI/AAAAAAAACfA/AV2TJWjsofc/s1600-h/CIMG1226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRVDeU5VI/AAAAAAAACfA/AV2TJWjsofc/s320/CIMG1226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299278071194772818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRVDeU5VI/AAAAAAAACfA/AV2TJWjsofc/s1600-h/CIMG1226.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRVHiETXI/AAAAAAAACe4/EMdL_F7_ElE/s1600-h/CIMG1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRVHiETXI/AAAAAAAACe4/EMdL_F7_ElE/s320/CIMG1228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299278072284204402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRVHiETXI/AAAAAAAACe4/EMdL_F7_ElE/s1600-h/CIMG1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRUyO59_I/AAAAAAAACew/Q-OcNWyjFxw/s1600-h/CIMG1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRUyO59_I/AAAAAAAACew/Q-OcNWyjFxw/s320/CIMG1231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299278066566690802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRUyO59_I/AAAAAAAACew/Q-OcNWyjFxw/s1600-h/CIMG1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRU1Ij_xI/AAAAAAAACeo/jaceRiCaqlo/s1600-h/CIMG1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRU1Ij_xI/AAAAAAAACeo/jaceRiCaqlo/s320/CIMG1234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299278067345391378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRU1Ij_xI/AAAAAAAACeo/jaceRiCaqlo/s1600-h/CIMG1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was told to do this. My hair's inside the cap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRBIEinWI/AAAAAAAACeg/OVa6P8gUFJA/s1600-h/CIMG1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRBIEinWI/AAAAAAAACeg/OVa6P8gUFJA/s320/CIMG1235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299277728831413602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRBIEinWI/AAAAAAAACeg/OVa6P8gUFJA/s1600-h/CIMG1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRBN7kF8I/AAAAAAAACeY/joe8RNZxsz4/s1600-h/CIMG1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRBN7kF8I/AAAAAAAACeY/joe8RNZxsz4/s320/CIMG1241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299277730404374466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRBN7kF8I/AAAAAAAACeY/joe8RNZxsz4/s1600-h/CIMG1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRA8Yp1GI/AAAAAAAACeQ/EEOgyDECylc/s1600-h/CIMG1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRA8Yp1GI/AAAAAAAACeQ/EEOgyDECylc/s320/CIMG1243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299277725694547042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRA8Yp1GI/AAAAAAAACeQ/EEOgyDECylc/s1600-h/CIMG1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What if i am a tomboy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRAwCgM9I/AAAAAAAACeI/UhK0DEfjBXA/s1600-h/CIMG1244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRAwCgM9I/AAAAAAAACeI/UhK0DEfjBXA/s320/CIMG1244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299277722380415954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRAwCgM9I/AAAAAAAACeI/UhK0DEfjBXA/s1600-h/CIMG1244.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRAp5AX0I/AAAAAAAACeA/8yvLwY2upRc/s1600-h/CIMG1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRAp5AX0I/AAAAAAAACeA/8yvLwY2upRc/s320/CIMG1246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299277720729968450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the two meets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrQuyOhnRI/AAAAAAAACd4/r4dxhtgTBpY/s1600-h/CIMG1258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrQuyOhnRI/AAAAAAAACd4/r4dxhtgTBpY/s320/CIMG1258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299277413730065682" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrQu4xndmI/AAAAAAAACdw/_ywuNAUaFXA/s1600-h/CIMG1263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrQu4xndmI/AAAAAAAACdw/_ywuNAUaFXA/s320/CIMG1263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299277415487862370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrQu4xndmI/AAAAAAAACdw/_ywuNAUaFXA/s1600-h/CIMG1263.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrQuqQx9iI/AAAAAAAACdo/6zR2-JqmG0s/s1600-h/CIMG1266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrQuqQx9iI/AAAAAAAACdo/6zR2-JqmG0s/s320/CIMG1266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299277411592042018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrQuqQx9iI/AAAAAAAACdo/6zR2-JqmG0s/s1600-h/CIMG1266.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeay! I love pt-boyfriend!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrQuhwuB3I/AAAAAAAACdg/wKBV8nNbpng/s1600-h/CIMG1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrQuhwuB3I/AAAAAAAACdg/wKBV8nNbpng/s320/CIMG1265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299277409310082930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrQuhwuB3I/AAAAAAAACdg/wKBV8nNbpng/s1600-h/CIMG1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next to bf. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrQudbljPI/AAAAAAAACdY/OXU3-Es3_GY/s1600-h/CIMG1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrQudbljPI/AAAAAAAACdY/OXU3-Es3_GY/s320/CIMG1267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299277408147705074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Closest classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright. And i'm currently unhappy with the lower secondary pupils who act like 'minahs'. Can go and die, get it ? And yes Nabilah, bingit siao. For goodness sake, don't fold skirt uh please. Go alter it or someting. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Muhammad Jonet was the bahan gelak for today(: *inside joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;With Lots of Love&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&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/3898695917086117875-5564170620664674227?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5564170620664674227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=5564170620664674227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5564170620664674227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5564170620664674227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/02/bring-it-back-please-amazingly-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYrRhU_mJPI/AAAAAAAACfg/OusrsbG5SiU/s72-c/feeee.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7394528643627245263</id><published>2009-02-03T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T08:10:46.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYhmaVSXUbI/AAAAAAAACco/4OtqTAlVxDo/s1600-h/Fe)e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYhmaVSXUbI/AAAAAAAACco/4OtqTAlVxDo/s320/Fe)e.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298597564178190770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've become the person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How fast time flies, it's already in February. Firstly, apologize for not posting regularly. This must have been the cause of school and work that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; always busy with things. Too many things to be completed in a short period of time. But it's okay, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still strong and i can still handle this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Previously on Monday, while the Chinese celebrates their New Year, and instead of going to work, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LMQ&lt;/span&gt; and i went over to East Coast Park to have hell lots of fun. Rollerblading was one of the activity we had besides playing with the sand and water. I must say, though i was feeling really exhausted, i really had fun. It's a good start for a new beginning(: Well then, pictures have been uploaded below. Have a good look on it(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apart from that, it really feels good to be back in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gamelan&lt;/span&gt; especially when we're competing in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt;, like again(: I want that Gold Award to remain, and i believe we can. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Even though&lt;/span&gt; schools like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Siglap&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hougang Secondary&lt;/span&gt; are better in their 'special &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tactics&lt;/span&gt;', i strongly believe that we can only achieve it if we're together as one, co-operating with one another like how we used to. But especially with new team-members, we have to make things work. So, pray for the best damn thing to happen!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Peek-tures!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYhmDC3yirI/AAAAAAAACcQ/PVlvAzuJ86k/s1600-h/combine+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 114px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYhmDC3yirI/AAAAAAAACcQ/PVlvAzuJ86k/s320/combine+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298597164097899186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYhmDC3yirI/AAAAAAAACcQ/PVlvAzuJ86k/s1600-h/combine+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYhmAv1sz_I/AAAAAAAACcI/n11aVJ-NyGk/s1600-h/combine+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYhkuIfCobI/AAAAAAAACaI/vBNPssH34_0/s320/combine+10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298595705315828146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYhkuIfCobI/AAAAAAAACaI/vBNPssH34_0/s1600-h/combine+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYhkuKecXXI/AAAAAAAACaA/o_z6Ozu9wWY/s1600-h/combine+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYhkuKecXXI/AAAAAAAACaA/o_z6Ozu9wWY/s320/combine+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298595705850191218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With much things being said, i wish everyone will have a good month of February for this year(: May God bless you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;With Lots of Love,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman(:&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/3898695917086117875-7394528643627245263?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7394528643627245263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7394528643627245263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7394528643627245263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7394528643627245263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-become-person-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SYhmaVSXUbI/AAAAAAAACco/4OtqTAlVxDo/s72-c/Fe)e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-6774891395167994393</id><published>2009-01-19T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:48:46.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A Little Too Not Over You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, its been awhile since i last post an entry. I was too busy entertaining myself. What do i mean ? Go figure. '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;terlalu ikutkan perasaan&lt;/span&gt;'  -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I know i shouldn't have cried myself to bed. I know i shouldn't even have the 'miss' feelings. I know i shouldn't have went there to read all those words typed. I know i shouldn't even have a thought for one. I know that i shouldn't have cared for one no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's just human nature. Everyone will or have even went through what i had. It's pretty difficult to like/love another someone when your heart's not at peace&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); "&gt;. And when you miss someone, you'd do nothing but to keep avoiding one. But eventually, you can't. And what everyone's good at is, crying to themselves-.-' Just when will i ever realize?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Outdated photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day at Republic Poly, camwhored using Andy's lappy's cam.&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXdRMbR9o9I/AAAAAAAACW8/iJIq9VmNTes/s320/Snapshot_20090113_9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW34RSCzNI/AAAAAAAACWs/JpSQyk2TzV8/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090113_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW34RSCzNI/AAAAAAAACWs/JpSQyk2TzV8/s320/Snapshot_20090113_18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293339114383527122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; 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width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW3YH59LgI/AAAAAAAACV8/ubxJwKk-6Ng/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090113_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW3YNWmbkI/AAAAAAAACV0/BaE6WXXht8E/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090113_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW3YNWmbkI/AAAAAAAACV0/BaE6WXXht8E/s320/Snapshot_20090113_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293338563573083714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW3YNWmbkI/AAAAAAAACV0/BaE6WXXht8E/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090113_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW3X8rgtOI/AAAAAAAACVs/PBl1tu6QgUY/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090113_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW3X8rgtOI/AAAAAAAACVs/PBl1tu6QgUY/s320/Snapshot_20090113_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293338559097386210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW3X8rgtOI/AAAAAAAACVs/PBl1tu6QgUY/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090113_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW2kTcZTHI/AAAAAAAACVk/u0s1eiAQaxk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090113_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW2kTcZTHI/AAAAAAAACVk/u0s1eiAQaxk/s320/Snapshot_20090113_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293337671854804082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW2kTcZTHI/AAAAAAAACVk/u0s1eiAQaxk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090113_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW2kWwP_VI/AAAAAAAACVc/xnLn3USuMCM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090113_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW2kWwP_VI/AAAAAAAACVc/xnLn3USuMCM/s320/Snapshot_20090113_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293337672743386450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW2kWwP_VI/AAAAAAAACVc/xnLn3USuMCM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090113_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day at Kak Rina's Birthday Party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1yR_vuUI/AAAAAAAACUs/v9P0pSxqmVc/s1600-h/CIMG9208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1yR_vuUI/AAAAAAAACUs/v9P0pSxqmVc/s320/CIMG9208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293336812472744258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1yYhtvHI/AAAAAAAACUk/4viaytmfpqk/s1600-h/CIMG9201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1yYhtvHI/AAAAAAAACUk/4viaytmfpqk/s320/CIMG9201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293336814225833074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1yYhtvHI/AAAAAAAACUk/4viaytmfpqk/s1600-h/CIMG9201.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because i love my brother((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1yXrJOLI/AAAAAAAACUc/D3NeZJVsjzs/s1600-h/CIMG9195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1yXrJOLI/AAAAAAAACUc/D3NeZJVsjzs/s320/CIMG9195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293336813996947634" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1yXrJOLI/AAAAAAAACUc/D3NeZJVsjzs/s1600-h/CIMG9195.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1e9es15I/AAAAAAAACUU/5eqhS_r4LEw/s1600-h/CIMG9194.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1e9es15I/AAAAAAAACUU/5eqhS_r4LEw/s320/CIMG9194.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293336480547919762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1e9es15I/AAAAAAAACUU/5eqhS_r4LEw/s1600-h/CIMG9194.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1exL7mfI/AAAAAAAACUM/FojMliTADaU/s1600-h/CIMG9190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1exL7mfI/AAAAAAAACUM/FojMliTADaU/s320/CIMG9190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293336477247969778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1exL7mfI/AAAAAAAACUM/FojMliTADaU/s1600-h/CIMG9190.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1epRAW_I/AAAAAAAACUE/q548BmkrOpM/s1600-h/CIMG9179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1epRAW_I/AAAAAAAACUE/q548BmkrOpM/s320/CIMG9179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293336475121769458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1epRAW_I/AAAAAAAACUE/q548BmkrOpM/s1600-h/CIMG9179.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1elVe8wI/AAAAAAAACT8/jYPPPd4dc7E/s1600-h/SDC18764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1elVe8wI/AAAAAAAACT8/jYPPPd4dc7E/s320/SDC18764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293336474066809602" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1elVe8wI/AAAAAAAACT8/jYPPPd4dc7E/s1600-h/SDC18764.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXW1edabX3I/AAAAAAAACT0/oQhpqiescCQ/s320/SDC18736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-6774891395167994393?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6774891395167994393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=6774891395167994393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6774891395167994393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6774891395167994393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-too-not-over-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SXdRMbR9o9I/AAAAAAAACW8/iJIq9VmNTes/s72-c/Snapshot_20090113_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-8903764742362434728</id><published>2009-01-13T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T06:06:29.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted so much to tell her how i'm feeling deep inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of all the days, and of all the people, why you that i missed so much ? No doubt, you were the best damn thing that have ever happened to me. And that, you meant a lot to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Empty. But i don't want to think about it so much till it affects me. Therefore, i choose to bottle up these feelings and not letting anyone know about it. It's better this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thinking about this tough year i'm going through, it feels so different and that something's actually missing. Because i remembered the promises you once told me. Now, my examinations, and my future, no longer have to concern you. How sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And each time my friends ask me, "How's your single life ?" I couldn't answer. I said it was so-so. Because i still can't believe this. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talk to me, Mum. I need you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 20th Birthday Redha Brother. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-8903764742362434728?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8903764742362434728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=8903764742362434728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8903764742362434728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8903764742362434728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-miss-my-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3478594603927110824</id><published>2009-01-12T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T07:07:33.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Congratulations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to all the O level takers for the year of 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Congrats to Jojobas for getting good results especially, AfiqBIGBRO and Irfan on getting 15 and 12 respectively. As well as to Ezaty, i heard you scored 13 points ? Wow, congrats alright(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And for those who did not get good results, do something about it. It's not the end of life yet. In life, you always have choices. So, make your choices right(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First day of the week and i'm already late for school(: Monday whatkan. But thanks to Affandi that we both ended late for school. And because of that, i have to attend 2hours of detention class. The first ever detention class for the year of 2009 when i was supposed to accompany bigbro to take his results. Damn, i ddnt get to see the way he reacted-.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm like your part-time entertainer. You come and you go as and when you wanted. Have you tried putting yourself in my shoes ? Never, that was why you keep hurting my feelings. I'm human, for real. And i do get sensitive at times-.-" Just leave will you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Payday's drawing nearer!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WithLotsofLove, nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898695917086117875-3478594603927110824?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3478594603927110824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3478594603927110824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3478594603927110824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3478594603927110824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/01/congratulations-to-all-o-level-takers.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-2644992544200082875</id><published>2009-01-08T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T05:24:58.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;So somehow, someone finally speak up for himself and confessed to me about his feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;But like what i've stated in my 2009 resolution, i have no time to get close with guys. What more ? Making them mine is definitely a big NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I did entertain to all your texts and even talked on the phone with you over the nights, but my feelings towards you remains the same. You're just a friend to me. Nothing more. Try all your skills to attract me, but my answer will still be the same. My feelings don't show. And it's not going to be anytime soon. Sorry about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;School has started for almost a week now, everything is fine. Nothing else except for the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;a) school rules had been modified by the teachers involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;1) Girl's skirt length has to reach the floor when they kneel down on the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;2) School socks, no longer necessary to have "EVG" on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Anything else's remains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;b) Class allocation has also changed to another Block.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;c) Maths and Malay teachers changed to Ms Joan Chia and Mr Imran respectively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;d) lengthen the time for our break to 45 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;e) and on monday, instead of being released at 2.15pm, it's now at 2.30pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;And that's that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Wed&lt;/span&gt;- Republic Poly Open House Visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Thurs&lt;/span&gt;- Nanyang Poly Open House Visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Fri&lt;/span&gt;- Singapore Poly Open House Visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;And that's that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I'm thinking of quiting my job soon, but i just don't know when. I'm starting to feel very tired now that school has started. And it's like my daily routine already to immediately get changed and off to bed when i got back home from school. And usually, i'll only be awake around 9+. After which i'll shower, eat and start revising already. Like no life. But i'm cool with it. I have to bear with it, it's only for this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;And that's that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;For next Saturday, i've got plans with my girls already. So yeap, imma wait for my payday to come soon. Prolly on the 15th Jan, after which i have to get my school stuffs ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;1) my Victoria's Secret pencil case in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which i saw on the net, for $35.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;2) That bag i saw for $45.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;3) new school shoes, might not be Everlast already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;4) i have and must find cute files in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Other than that, i'm getting several other things for my own use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;1) Victoria's Secret sporty sandals in black/&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, $35&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;2) And that Respect Me, Adidas bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I know, i know. I cannot resist the colour &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So bear with me. HAHA. Hopefully, i'll get all my things as soon as possible(: *excited* ouh, and not forgetting to pay my bills too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;And that's all. Gotta do some revision already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;WithLotsofLove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&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/3898695917086117875-2644992544200082875?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2644992544200082875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=2644992544200082875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2644992544200082875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2644992544200082875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-somehow-someone-finally-speak-up-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-2783944179204882233</id><published>2009-01-02T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:47:00.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, First day of school was really fun!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the usual same old thing that have to be repeated, over and over again. But then again, i'm glad to be back in school again. Back to school with my favorite peers, and seeing familiar faces. I'm happy to see Syasya again(: Good to hear that you'll work hard for the upcoming N Levels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; And as the matter of fact, I freaked out when both Mr Zainuddin and Ms Lee talked about the term breaks, school/public holidays, and so does the months that we're left with before the big O's coming. And that's when i'll freak out even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm scaring myself even more now. lol. chill, take it easy alright(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the first day of school and normally teacher won't give any notes, worksheets or worst, homeworks ? But this Mr Zainuddin give a shit about it and handed us 2008 Geography O Levels Paper and was expecting us to hand it over to him within a week. Well at least it's within a week-.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apart from that, i love the sitting arrangement. On my left, it's Shazana. The clever one, so whenever i need help, i'll just have to turn to her and start asking this and that. Behind Shazana is where Raymond buddy's seated. Whenever i need entertainment, i'll just have to turn to him. And exactly behind me's Andy, that joker. Infront of me will be Rongsheng, my part-time boyfriend. HAHA. Adilla, Sofea and Diana are all seated a little bit to the front, but still near so that we can still gossip here and there. lol. I love these people the most, that's why they're seated close to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;If i can make it to Sec 5 and pass my N levels with 7 points, why not making it to maybe, at least poly ? And pass pretty well for O Levels. I do know that N Levels and O levels are very different, but i'm just motivating myself so that i can be better((: Yes ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this year's resolution gonna be simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. study at least an hour everyday, hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. work lesser, 3days max*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. save more money = lesser shopping time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. to gain more weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. appreciate the people around me, especially my mum. (due to past experience)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. last but not least, to pray more often(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And therefore, there is no time to make friends. Especially dating with guys. No thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because no boys, no heartbreaks(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basically that is all since i didn't manage to snap pictures for the first day of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*And i miss Akmal, that coffeebean staff from Republic Plaza who's going for NS on this coming 9 Jan. I'll miss the crazy him. HAHA. See you soon dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I pity you Mus, really. I wish i could do something to help you and make you happy. I wish i could. But in any way, just remember i'll always be there for you. Keep in touch alright ? And see you at work soon(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;As well as to BigBro. I know i have not been talking to you much lately, but bear in mind. I still do remember you alright ? I've never forgotten you. Though we're not able to see each other in school anymore and laugh our ass off together as how it used to be in the previous years, do remember, my number's always there if you need me. I love you BigBro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Same goes to Ezaty and Farrah. Though we're not seeing each other so often, just so you know, i've never forgotton both of you. You know how to reach me. Keep in touch you two(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WithLotsofLove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&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/3898695917086117875-2783944179204882233?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2783944179204882233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=2783944179204882233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2783944179204882233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/2783944179204882233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-first-day-of-school-was-really-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7914999445562385750</id><published>2009-01-01T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T07:15:12.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we lasted for quite sometime. pathetic.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright, i know i haven't been updating for quite sometime. Sorry for that. I didn't have the time to update. Anyway, let's start with the first part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 31&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of December.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It marked the end of 2008 and a new year to come. While others are happily partying, i was told to work. I was upset for a little because i wanted so much to celebrate the countdown with my friends, but never did i know it will turn out to be a blast instead. I have fun working because everyone of us was in the mood to be crazy, that includes the managers too! Even the district managers were there to witness the crowd and join in the fun. I rate this year's countdown, 10/10. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The crowd was so much. The queue was so long. And the ice's getting lesser, we almost ran out of ice for the ice blended drinks. We managed to hit beyond the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;targeted&lt;/span&gt; sales which is 8k. That's really a big sum of money you know. Usually on normal weekdays, we only make around 1.5k, and weekends nearly up to 3k. This really something we're happy about. When it was about time, everyone rushed out to watch the fireworks. I mean the beautiful and happening fireworks. And yes, everyone includes the staffs and managers. But we were only standing near the entrance because there was no more space, it was really crowded. Still, we managed to snap pictures of the fireworks and shout like crazy. And when it ended, the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; batch of people queued to get drinks, and it was back to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Along my way to the toilet, i just say "Happy New Year" to random people. Like the security guards on duty, the staffs from the next door restaurant, and to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mohs&lt;/span&gt; who were partying. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. And i only left my workplace &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ard&lt;/span&gt; 1am, when i was actually assigned to work from 5-11-.-" But good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, i was given allowance for the taxi. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But too bad, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; manage to snap pictures of everyone together. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Awwwhhh&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright, school will resume as per normal starting tomorrow onwards. I'm excited but at the same time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not really ready. Am still in the holiday mood actually. And as of tomorrow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; work less and have more time for myself to really study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's really sad to leave 2008. There's just a lot of memories, sweet and bitter. Let's just say memories of me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Fairul's&lt;/span&gt; the most, and especially the happy moments when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; with my girlfriends, celebrating birthdays and the outings. I really do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Cherish&lt;/span&gt; them. But like what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; been saying, never look back. A new year, a new set of mind, a new goal. Whatever has happened, can't be unwind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm missing a lot of people already, and people been missing me already. HAHA. Good to hear that some people are actually missing me. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures to be uploaded sometime ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SVzRT7nqCjI/AAAAAAAACTc/ItlJktb6gy8/s1600-h/DSC02508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286330202977864242" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SVzRT7nqCjI/AAAAAAAACTc/ItlJktb6gy8/s320/DSC02508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SVzRUVWEaTI/AAAAAAAACTk/groQ_oXrVtk/s1600-h/DSC02516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286330209883416882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SVzRUVWEaTI/AAAAAAAACTk/groQ_oXrVtk/s320/DSC02516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SVzRUhMQNAI/AAAAAAAACTs/r0WY1XLDVeY/s1600-h/DSC02607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286330213063472130" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SVzRUhMQNAI/AAAAAAAACTs/r0WY1XLDVeY/s320/DSC02607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WithLotsofLove&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&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/3898695917086117875-7914999445562385750?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7914999445562385750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7914999445562385750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7914999445562385750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7914999445562385750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-alright-i-know-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SVzRT7nqCjI/AAAAAAAACTc/ItlJktb6gy8/s72-c/DSC02508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3258805398741805723</id><published>2008-12-26T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:17:23.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Low Profile(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; of December.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas Eve was well-spent with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Afiq&lt;/span&gt;, Raf, Spy, Mus and a friend of Raf. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Even though&lt;/span&gt; we only meet at 8pm, i still have fun walking from Orchard all the way to Raffles, and to Fullerton. Those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;laughter's&lt;/span&gt; i had, it was crazy man. And the most irritating part was where they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;diedie&lt;/span&gt;! want to see if i have any armpit hair-.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; December.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was at work from 3pm-9pm on the actual Christmas Day and i should say that it was really fun. There was a lot of staffs in the afternoon, i think around 8-9 staffs. And imagine the crowd. Whenever there's customer, one by one will say "Hi, Welcome to the Bean!" and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;after which&lt;/span&gt; we'll continue saying, "Merry Christmas!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. Work ended and off i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Chua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Chu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kang&lt;/span&gt; to collect my dress and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;after which&lt;/span&gt; to aunt's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So that's that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; December.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to school around 12pm to check if i really got into Sec 5 next year and also the class &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; glad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still in 5 Dynamic with the rest of my classmates. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Affandi&lt;/span&gt; will be joining in my class too! I bet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;they'll&lt;/span&gt; be so much fun next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got back home and i got ready to meet someone. And at around 8+i made my way to Maya's workplace because she wanted to meet me, to talk about some things. But we ended up laughing our ass off while eating at Mac with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Farihin&lt;/span&gt;. Have i told you that this two (Maya&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Farihin&lt;/span&gt;) really love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;cam whoring&lt;/span&gt; ? Even in the train! I'm so paisey, i had no choice but to join in too. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And at night, somethingsomething happen. Maya, shhhh. Only you know for now. Keep it low alright. Remember, "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Low Profile&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And i'm glad that Raymond's back from his long holiday, Japan! I miss you budd!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And with that, i'll end it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WithLotsofLove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman&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/3898695917086117875-3258805398741805723?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3258805398741805723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=3258805398741805723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3258805398741805723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/3258805398741805723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2008/12/low-profile-on-24-th-of-december.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-1178194208137291904</id><published>2008-12-20T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:17:45.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SU3QJahx00I/AAAAAAAACTU/dShANH1FcBI/s1600-h/feeqq-horzzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SU3QJahx00I/AAAAAAAACTU/dShANH1FcBI/s320/feeqq-horzzz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282106798133859138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Tell me how to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm glad both my parents, cousins and friends are glad to know about my results. Now, I'm close to taking a step further to know about my future. Where will i end up and how far will i go ? Everything lies in the year of 2009, where I'll hopefully sit for my O Levels examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the best part of all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; still be able to see my beloved classmates(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 2008's coming to an end soon. Even though it's been a tough year of 2008, especially towards the end, I'm still looking ahead for the new year. And i can't wait for the new year to come. I'll leave everything behind and I'll look on the brighter side. They say, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday is history, the future is mystery, but today is a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading an article about the 'Quote online and i came across a very meaningful paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(75, 75, 75);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p   style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The past is history we should all use and remember that past is just that the past. So if we create a better now we are using this great gift this today as the present it really is by making the now better we are making the future better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Every day that we are here on this earth we are presented with a outstanding gift. You only have one you there will not be another person like you ever again in life. You me and everyone else are an outstanding work of art. You are all priceless. You are all blessed with abilities and we never really ever give ourselves a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The first step is to believe in you. That believe needs to start today no one can do it for you. No one can do this for you and your cannot do it for anyone else. So stop making excuses start getting your own life active and keep that positive mindset. Start today start with yourself. Use the gift and live your life to the fullest. Good luck and great life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So that's that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i came to work and my colleagues surprised me with a handmade rose, made up of tissue. They, being the cheeky ones wrote this on a piece of paper and paste it on the cashier area. This was what they wrote "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Afiqah&lt;/span&gt; my love, From Mus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." Of course i know that Mus wouldn't write such things, and actually Mus have already told me earlier in the text. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. Being the brainy one, i knew it was Kenneth all along. That trainee manager, along with his cheeky staff, Chris. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hate it when i suddenly stared into blank space, the next thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; hear is,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Afiqah&lt;/span&gt;, who're you thinking of ? Mus ah ? You miss him ah ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" Right at that time, i just feel like smacking them real hard on the face. *if only i can* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. It's really very irritating and annoying. For goodness sake, can't they just understand that Mus and i are just friends. They've been disturbing us ever since Mus first started working in the outlet. And now it's getting more annoying when the new trainee manager joined in the "FUN" to disturb us-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And that's that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had FISH class yesterday at HQ with Mus and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ain&lt;/span&gt;, from 9am till 5pm. And damn, Lawrence made me laughed a lot. I love the part where we were divided into groups and have to act out a skit. Damn you fussy customers! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. *inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which i went home straight to get changed and proceeded to Town where i met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sofea&lt;/span&gt;. It's been a while since i last met her. I did have an enjoyable day with you, i swear. The long walk from Orchard to Somerset was really interesting as there were acoustic performance along the way. And what made my day the most by laughing my ass off was seeing a '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mak&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nya&lt;/span&gt;' dancing outside this Bar, opposite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Wisma&lt;/span&gt; Atria. There was an acoustic performance in the Bar but he/she was actually standing outside the Bar, and was dancing ALONE as if he was the performer. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. And of course there was crowd watching he/she. Well, i don't really know if the audience was watching the Acoustic performance or was watching this he/she in the first place. But definitely, this he/she caught our attention and so we stopped to watch he/dance for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas's coming soon in 4 days more, and i can see the Christmas spirit there in Orchard already. It somehow made me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sofea&lt;/span&gt; feel excited to celebrate Christmas in our respective work place. Gonna be real fun i guess ? And damn, due to our phone batteries which is going to be dead in anytime, we didn't have the chance to take pictures together like we always do. Next time i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Uhuh&lt;/span&gt;, long post, i know. But that's to cover up the days &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; not been posting. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i almost forgotten. Next week Friday, the girls reunion alright ? Please do take off so that we can have fun all together again((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WithLotsofLove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3898695917086117875-1178194208137291904?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1178194208137291904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=1178194208137291904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1178194208137291904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/1178194208137291904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2008/12/tell-me-how-to-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SU3QJahx00I/AAAAAAAACTU/dShANH1FcBI/s72-c/feeqq-horzzz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-5485351139732140640</id><published>2008-12-18T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:38:31.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; I'm a happy womann(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First and foremost, i have a very good news((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm in a very GOOD MOOD(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made it to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; Secondary 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but it has yet to be confirmed by the school. Anyway, i scored higher than what i've expected (N Levels; 7points  Prelims; 11points), and i'm glad that i did not have any '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ungraded&lt;/span&gt;' for any of the subjects. And i did cry a little, tears of happiness ? lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next, i went out with Shazana to release the happiness and that Mus had to actually cover my shift. I'm so sorry Mus, i owe you a shift next time. So anything, ask me if you wanna take off(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) I went to Causeway Point's Pizza Hut as i was already craving for the delicious Beef Lasagna and the drink, Mango Tango. *pizza hut reminds me of someone, you know i know-.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) I bought my Za Limited Edition in Pink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) Bought the Adidas Perfume Hamper, which has a Free Make-Up bag in it(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) Bought new tops and bottom for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All thanks to Shazana for the company. I needed that badly, really. haha. Perfect timing i guess ?((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i've yet to get my Toni and Guy shampoo, that HotPink Billabong bag i saw in Seventeen Mag, hair treatment and a few more accessories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm waiting for the perfect timing, and mood again((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, i'm so happy that i almost tap in and out using my I/C and POSB card respectively. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*clumsy* i know. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congratulations to all my girlfriends who made it through to Secondary 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most of all, to all who actually got good results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WithLotsofLove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&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/3898695917086117875-5485351139732140640?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5485351139732140640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=5485351139732140640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5485351139732140640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5485351139732140640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-happy-womann-first-and-foremost-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-6552171261442676186</id><published>2008-12-16T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:47:50.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Was i good or am i just good ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Four days back, went out with Akmal and Tajul to Pasir Ris Park. Tajul had a bad day and so does Akmal and I. I was having a slight fever and wasn't working, but since i've promised, so i went. I love the wind when night falls, and stargazing. &lt;s&gt;How i wish you were there.&lt;/s&gt; I've been wanting to go rollerblading, but i just don't have the time to do so. Anyone ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three days back i worked from 6pm till 2am, Saturday it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took the cab from Raffles till Khatib, because i went to meet Hilmi for a while. By the time it was already 3.20am when i reached and i got back home by 5am. Right, no touching. *i've promised to myself*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day was Sunday. And i worked at 6pm till 11pm. So my brother(Redha) fetched me at Admiralty MRT as usual. On the way home, he talked about him wanting a bike. Like again. HAHA. And then we talked about cars. And i was listening/talking as if i knew a thing about cars. HAHA. Reached home and there wasn't any food, so i asked my brother out to Mac. Thought of eating there and wait for my 2nd brother, but he told us to take it home instead. Right, it was my treat((: A good sister i am. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After which Mus and Ariff came to my block and i slacked with them till around 4.45am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And what i'm trying to highlight is that, i'll treasure the new friend i made. I had fun laughing with my brother because we rarely talk to each other. Lastly, i'll remain as i am now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I'm sorry to turn you down, again. I had my reasons to why i rejected you. I'm better on my own, not having any boyfriend. I'm just not in the love mode right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i had a great day with Maya earlier on, even though it was a short meet-up. I needed that badly, which was a listening ear to what i've got to say. And girl, you know i'm here if you need me right ? HEHE^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nabilah and i are planning to go Sentosa/East Coast Park, somewhere next week. Anyone wants to follow ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;N Levels results tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm preparing for the worst-.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;With Lots of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&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/3898695917086117875-6552171261442676186?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6552171261442676186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=6552171261442676186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6552171261442676186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/6552171261442676186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2008/12/was-i-good-or-am-i-just-good-three-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-8241913743327923764</id><published>2008-12-12T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:51:46.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Confirm or Confuse ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BigBro was right, it's time for me to move on and stop thinking too much(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For i don't know how many times already, yesterday he confessed to me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you feeqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now i really don't know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*speechless*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;time will tell it all. we have to take it slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i miss all my girlfriends, including Sofea-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;With Lots of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&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/3898695917086117875-8241913743327923764?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8241913743327923764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=8241913743327923764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8241913743327923764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/8241913743327923764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2008/12/confirm-or-confuse-bigbro-was-right-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-2884488023494202509</id><published>2008-12-08T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:02:13.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I hate this part, right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For some reason, i'm going MIA for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friendster, not active.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MSN, won't be as daily as it should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog, will not be updated until i've the mood to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, i'll attend work as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still be using my handphone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you need me or anything, you know where to find me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;**Running away from my personal problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do miss me(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;With Lots of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&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/3898695917086117875-2884488023494202509?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-5834913553563568576</id><published>2008-12-06T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T09:36:08.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hello December. Be good to me(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a little too late to say "Hello December" as it is now the 7th day of the month already. But who cares anyway, it's still the starting of the month right ? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Past few days been a little rocky, but it doesn't matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Put aside all those crappy shits feelings and focus more on the brighter side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jyeahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Towards the end of November, i went to Esplanade after work just to catch the SkaFest. But no, we wasn't really watching/listening to the music, instead we cracked ourselves with jokes. And i definitely had fun being around with Maya, Farihin, Nabilah baby and Mus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At work, my colleagues just can't stop disturbing me and Mus. We were so-called COUPLE. What the fuck. And they kept saying that i went dating with Mus after/before work at Orchard Road. What the fuck. LOL. And just now, my manager also joined in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Norman(manager) : So Mic, when you and Liza going to get together ? Invite us lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mic : Nolaa. Where got?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mic : Ah there, Afiqah and Mus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Norman(manager) : Noo, they together already for so long. They're just waiting for the date&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear i showed the, whatever face to both. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5th December, as planned, met Akmal and Tajul. And we had our thing going on. LOL. Tak payah tahu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6th December, Plan was to watch the Sleeq/Rauzan's performance at Esplanade. But i guess i was too late, or maybe VERY late that they told me to meet at Marina Square straight. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went town and shopped around, all alone. Sedih takde kawan, but it was rather fun to shop alone actually. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Met Akmal and the rest and we started talking, and then laughing. Ate at Long John, and i swear Maya was wasting her money lah can ? Because her food was like, not even half done and she said she's full already. What the fuck-.- See lah, how to grow fat like that ? Nevermind, her money, not mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHA. They got worried when i suddenly kept quiet. LOL. Seriously, it's nothing lah babe. Was tired i guess ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i met Kak Fara with her BF on my way home. I miss seeing all my cousins, and i miss Nyai. Never mind, see you people at Nyai's house this coming Monday(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raymond's away to Japan already. Shazana's away to Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This equals to, BORED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, done updating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i swear i miss &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOFEA&lt;/span&gt;. Where are you bestf ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;With Lots of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&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/3898695917086117875-5834913553563568576?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5834913553563568576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=5834913553563568576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5834913553563568576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5834913553563568576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-december.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-7303620191030911763</id><published>2008-11-30T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:03:16.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've never asked to be loved. And i've never wanted to be in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But then again, to think about it. Who doesn't want to be in love ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;As for me, i wanted happiness from the love i have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And i thought it would lasts, forever like how i wished it would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I never thought about the consequences i have to face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Because for all i know, he promised me a lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;With his promises, i hold on to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I hold on to his promises and the dreams we wanted to achieve together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But all and all, everything was just for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It was just words, combined together to make sweet sentences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Every night, i asked myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;" Where did i went wrong ? " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;" Was i not good enough for him ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;" Where has all the promises went to ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;" Where has that 'afraid of losing you' feeling went to ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I just want to be the best in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And i want to be that special girl, to be owned by you in the next 6 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But i failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Disappointed i was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And now, i'm scared to be in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Because i've thought about the consequences that i may have to face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And i don't want to face that anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not just yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And the truth is, i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But i'm afraid to meet you, because i don't want to end up crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I really do miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I can't stand this feelings anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I can't stand this feelings alone, and keeping it quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pretending i'm happy when i'm not, not at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm tired, having to pretend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And hide these feelings of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm out.&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/3898695917086117875-7303620191030911763?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7303620191030911763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=7303620191030911763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7303620191030911763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/7303620191030911763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-never-asked-to-be-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-5979550035182935122</id><published>2008-11-29T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:38:15.032-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re not here with me.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;My head's spinnin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;You're the only reason why i'm here, still awake at this very hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Thinkin' about you every minute, every second. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Just so you know, it hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;It really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;It hurts to be missing you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26th November 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A very quick recap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had class chalet as planned, and it all went well. It feels so great to be meeting them friends again, but only to know that we'll be leaving them at the next minute. And that was our last meeting after Graduation Day. It feels so sad to have to leave the bunch of happy/caring/spontaneous classmates when night falls. But all and all, they've left me with so much sweet/happy memories. Especially those bunch who were always there for class outings, contributing and participating continuously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But mostly, i'll miss&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Raymond buddy, Rongsheng my Part-time Boyfriend,&lt;/span&gt; Andy, Aref and so does the other chinese girls, (Li Zhen and the gang.) Not forgetting the rest of the spontaneous classmates and teachers too. I'll miss Cikgu Norhayati, Ms Lee; eventhough she's irritating sometimes and Mr Viknes who never fails to entertain us with his jokes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't imagine myself leaving Evergreen Secondary. I hope i'm able to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, the reason why there's no pictures uploaded is because i've yet to receive it from Raymond and Shazana respectively. Please pass it to me asap because i want my pictures with my part-time bf! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear Syasya, i'm glad to have bumped into you the other day at Admiralty. And having to hug you was my pleasure. It somehow released a little of my miss feelings towards you. Just so you know, i do miss you real much little sisterr! And now, you've grown into a beautiful young lady(: I miss you Sya!-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Forgetting you ain't easy. But i've got to start a new life, real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Just so you know, i missed you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;With Lots of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3898695917086117875-5979550035182935122?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5979550035182935122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=5979550035182935122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5979550035182935122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5979550035182935122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-heads-spinnin-youre-only-reason-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-5807768436166076001</id><published>2008-11-23T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:39:52.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;For god knows how i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My oh my. I had a lot of laughters yesterday. A great long day i must say. And i love yesterday((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the Morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had Wold of Tea class from 9am to 2.30pm at HQ. Similar to the Coffee class, instead of tasting the Coffee, we taste the Tea! And this one tastes better than Coffee lah can((: So, met up Maya, Zahirah and Wan at Woodlands and off we went. Was supposed to meet Akmal at Redhill MRT Station but he was late so we proceeded to HQ first, but lucky him that he wasn't late for the class unlike Luqman and Ros who were only late for 1 min and wasn't allowed to enter-.-" Pitied them. So anw, as expected i failed my Coffee Test. But i did passed my Tea Test. Was i happy about it ? HAHA. Not at all. I don`t give a damn about this tests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The class ended at 2.30pm and we then head to Tanjong Pagar Shopping Mall to have lunch but there was only me, Maya and Akmal. And hell yeah. There was a lot of laughters at Mac because Akmal simply can't shut his gap and stop making faces. Due to that, Maya and i laughed our ass off to his craps. (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;This was part one, there's part two with LMQ-ians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;) After which we proceeded to our workplace at Raffles Place. Theirs at Republic Plaza while mine's One Fullerton. And Akmal was being irritating. He shouted "Bye FEEQAH" a lot of times, right Maya ? HAHA. I swear i was laughing alone on my way up the escalator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reached work at about 3.45pm and was released t 5pm. But i got two cakes with me. Both Toblerone cheesecake *drools* HAHA. After which went to the ladies and changed then met LMQ somewhere around my workplace. Walked towards Marina Square and they ate at Long John while waiting for Nabilah Baby. We then went up to IDK where and there, we celebrated AFIQ BIGBRO's Birthday! with the cakes i got him((: HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: i`m sorry that i`ve forgotten your Birthday. I always remember the wrong date-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We chilled by the bay, and then at Clarke Quay. And along the way, we do have a LOT of laughters. And bigbro was playing rough on me that day that i`ve got a lot of scratches on my hands/fingers due to his long finger nails-.-" Never mind, next meeting it will be revenge time! ahahha((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, it`s pictures time((: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;click on the pictures to enlarge.tyvm&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlLKMg6a4I/AAAAAAAABwI/iV94pUMCTjU/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlLKMg6a4I/AAAAAAAABwI/iV94pUMCTjU/s320/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271827477343923074" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlK-qFBwSI/AAAAAAAABwA/Y_zqikAaGR0/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHqMKbGRI/AAAAAAAABsQ/lxpUzTktYMQ/s320/DSC00127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271823628958898450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHqMKbGRI/AAAAAAAABsQ/lxpUzTktYMQ/s1600-h/DSC00127.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHpyZJA0I/AAAAAAAABsI/hrPkeJw4Ou0/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHpyZJA0I/AAAAAAAABsI/hrPkeJw4Ou0/s320/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271823622041305922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHpyZJA0I/AAAAAAAABsI/hrPkeJw4Ou0/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHpadAN9I/AAAAAAAABsA/6AHtKqc8gGI/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHpadAN9I/AAAAAAAABsA/6AHtKqc8gGI/s320/DSC00133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271823615615055826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHpadAN9I/AAAAAAAABsA/6AHtKqc8gGI/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHpcIeoLI/AAAAAAAABr4/skyQP6PPIDY/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHpcIeoLI/AAAAAAAABr4/skyQP6PPIDY/s320/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271823616065839282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHpcIeoLI/AAAAAAAABr4/skyQP6PPIDY/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHowquWfI/AAAAAAAABrw/h9rdTUgqiaI/s1600-h/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHowquWfI/AAAAAAAABrw/h9rdTUgqiaI/s320/DSC00135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271823604398316018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlHowquWfI/AAAAAAAABrw/h9rdTUgqiaI/s1600-h/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEwifDQ-I/AAAAAAAABrg/SMM0rjuk3ls/s1600-h/DSC09886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEwifDQ-I/AAAAAAAABrg/SMM0rjuk3ls/s320/DSC09886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271820439495328738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEwifDQ-I/AAAAAAAABrg/SMM0rjuk3ls/s1600-h/DSC09886.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toblerone cheesecake!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEwV6xXnI/AAAAAAAABrY/a2SPLlkA_mE/s1600-h/DSC09848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEwV6xXnI/AAAAAAAABrY/a2SPLlkA_mE/s320/DSC09848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271820436121935474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEwV6xXnI/AAAAAAAABrY/a2SPLlkA_mE/s1600-h/DSC09848.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Outlet. Half-way decorations.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEwS1yQSI/AAAAAAAABrQ/-_Up9koCAtM/s1600-h/DSC09849.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEwS1yQSI/AAAAAAAABrQ/-_Up9koCAtM/s1600-h/DSC09849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEwS1yQSI/AAAAAAAABrQ/-_Up9koCAtM/s320/DSC09849.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271820435295715618" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEK7qVHZI/AAAAAAAABrA/Zci3_yGq4xI/s1600-h/DSC09844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEK7qVHZI/AAAAAAAABrA/Zci3_yGq4xI/s320/DSC09844.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271819793418493330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEK7qVHZI/AAAAAAAABrA/Zci3_yGq4xI/s1600-h/DSC09844.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this was taken the other day, during break for Gourmet class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEKaOw5PI/AAAAAAAABq4/-onlg6RpwtM/s1600-h/DSC09836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEKaOw5PI/AAAAAAAABq4/-onlg6RpwtM/s320/DSC09836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271819784444503282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEKaOw5PI/AAAAAAAABq4/-onlg6RpwtM/s1600-h/DSC09836.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEKMnWy6I/AAAAAAAABqw/oKun5vpSlvc/s1600-h/DSC09835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEKMnWy6I/AAAAAAAABqw/oKun5vpSlvc/s320/DSC09835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271819780789554082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEKMnWy6I/AAAAAAAABqw/oKun5vpSlvc/s1600-h/DSC09835.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEJ_N86II/AAAAAAAABqo/Gd-aNAvldFo/s1600-h/DSC09830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEJ_N86II/AAAAAAAABqo/Gd-aNAvldFo/s320/DSC09830.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271819777193339010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEJ_N86II/AAAAAAAABqo/Gd-aNAvldFo/s1600-h/DSC09830.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maya Azeera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEJqBbamI/AAAAAAAABqg/VSXN0-C5kio/s1600-h/DSC09829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEJqBbamI/AAAAAAAABqg/VSXN0-C5kio/s320/DSC09829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271819771503667810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlEJqBbamI/AAAAAAAABqg/VSXN0-C5kio/s1600-h/DSC09829.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shahril.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlD3zOimbI/AAAAAAAABqY/tUWKYVdRcQQ/s1600-h/DSC09828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlD3zOimbI/AAAAAAAABqY/tUWKYVdRcQQ/s320/DSC09828.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271819464736938418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlD3zOimbI/AAAAAAAABqY/tUWKYVdRcQQ/s1600-h/DSC09828.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isfa, the girl who looked like Qamar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlD3UB9xrI/AAAAAAAABqQ/gyHzhsSD-G0/s1600-h/DSC09827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlD3UB9xrI/AAAAAAAABqQ/gyHzhsSD-G0/s320/DSC09827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271819456362694322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlD3UB9xrI/AAAAAAAABqQ/gyHzhsSD-G0/s1600-h/DSC09827.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zahirah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlD2xo5uzI/AAAAAAAABqI/dLuAw6P4ph8/s1600-h/DSC09826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlD2xo5uzI/AAAAAAAABqI/dLuAw6P4ph8/s320/DSC09826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271819447130766130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlD2xo5uzI/AAAAAAAABqI/dLuAw6P4ph8/s1600-h/DSC09826.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlD2y4WlUI/AAAAAAAABqA/eDFRD7zpR98/s1600-h/DSC09825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlD2y4WlUI/AAAAAAAABqA/eDFRD7zpR98/s320/DSC09825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271819447464006978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlD2_0pAAI/AAAAAAAABp4/YaEoGjVQtSE/s320/DSC09824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least, Wan. The Birthday Boy on that day itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With Lots of Love&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;nurafeeqahbteabdulrahman.&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/3898695917086117875-5807768436166076001?l=nurafeeqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5807768436166076001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898695917086117875&amp;postID=5807768436166076001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5807768436166076001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898695917086117875/posts/default/5807768436166076001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurafeeqah.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-god-knows-how-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurafeeqah Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515879744802518249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/TBi4RjvOqZI/AAAAAAAAC10/cLGyIRUbkqc/S220/half.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQZeWtrUZnk/SSlLKMg6a4I/AAAAAAAABwI/iV94pUMCTjU/s72-c/DSC00090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898695917086117875.post-3234024599033258652</id><published>2008-11-21T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T05:16:36.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And i missed you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright. I'm so busy working, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; damn tired after work. So my usual routine after work, sleep in the train and continue sleeping when i reached home. Because for all i know, i`m working morning the next day. But hell yeah!, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not gonna be working morning anymore starting from next week onwards. Simply because, i have family matters((: And it's because, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; feeling very tired ever since i started working in the morning. Not enough rest i guess ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This few days, my night will be spent talking on the phone with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Akmal&lt;/span&gt;, aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FLIZZ&lt;/span&gt;. He's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Coffeebean&lt;/span&gt; and Tea Leaf worker too actually, but not in my outlet, in Mayas'. And we met during the World of Coffee class. He looked innocent in real life when i first met him, but when i talked to him on the phone, he can be really funny! A joker i must say, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;maya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;? The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kecoh&lt;/span&gt; one. And he loves singing randomly. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;, and he dance too. Cool eh. And one thing you must know! He can actually fall asleep while talking ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the other day we were talking and this was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;convo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Him : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Yaa&lt;/span&gt;, i have a dance group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Me : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ouh&lt;/span&gt;, so what's your dance group name then ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*silence*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Him : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Jap&lt;/span&gt; eh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tengah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;pikih&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*again, silence*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Me : Hello? HELLO ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;- - - - - - - - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*silence*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the next thing i know, he's already asleep. But before that, he actually told me that he once fall asleep while having conference with his other friends, so from there i know. and i wasn't angry/shocked about it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; since he already told me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. You funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and so i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; him this. "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;Goodnight. Have a good rest. Take care(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the next day. he asked me this in the text.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Him : did i fall asleep while on the phone yesterday ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Me : ya. but never mind, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not mad about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Him : Ya Allah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;malunye&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright. Next, so Mus has started working in my place now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt; great. Now he knows Michael, that Malaysian boy who loves speaking in Malay. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Bahasa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;baku&lt;/span&gt; oi. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. He's big-sized and cute in real life, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt; Mus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. And there's another FULL-TIME worker, a Philippines. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Okaylah&lt;/span&gt;. Still new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;mah&lt;/span&gt;, so have to guide them like how the seniors guided me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i have to be straight forward here. I'm so done with you. I feel so '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;rimas&lt;/span&gt;' whenever you`re around me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; me and so on. For goodness sake. I don't like you. So don't ask me if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; lazy to entertain you or what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P/s: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Siape&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;cilli&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;dia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;terasa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;pedas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not gonna mention names. Go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;di
