tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35672546379202339012024-02-21T07:54:27.047-08:00dear lifesoffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-42024402321770642652011-05-08T06:15:00.000-07:002011-05-08T06:21:54.599-07:00I AM LOSERwhat you gonna do when you have no enough money... but you have a lot of stuff and someone ask you out? <div><br /></div><div>what you gonna do when the person you think can love you but finally scream and scold you everyday without any reason...</div><div><br /></div><div>what is the best you can do?</div><div><br /></div><div>are you gonna move out and pick all stuffs?</div><div><br /></div><div>are you gonna run away back to your parents house?</div><div><br /></div><div>but i have no mother.. i had one father with his new life.. father that i cant even share my story with...</div><div><br /></div><div>and where should i go? </div><div><br /></div><div>should i ask God take my life so i have new place to go??</div>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-28226673954543736682011-05-08T06:04:00.000-07:002011-05-08T06:09:44.096-07:00KALAU SEJUTA KALI BOLEHkalau sejuta kali boleh, aku memang nak keluar pun dari rumah nih.. kau tak payah suruh atau sergah-sergah aku. tak payah maki hamun aku macam aku bodoh sangat... kau boleh cakap macam biasa... cakap macam manusia plastic.. suruh aje aku kluar, boleh aje aku buat..<div><br /></div><div>kenkadang bila aku ingat semua sms dan bbm tu.. aku macam tak tahu aku nih isteri sah lagi atau tak.. aku dah delete message tu semua.. kalau kau send semua tu lagi, aku rasa memang patut lah aku nih pergi pejabat agama...</div><div><br /></div><div>seorang ibu tak sanggup menasihati seorang anak untuk mengelak kan anak derhaka.. seorang isteri, yang tak punya kuasa.. masih bodoh duduk sebumbung walaupun ada hak untuk bersuara..</div><div><br /></div><div>kalau sejuta kali boleh, aku nak keluar selama-lamanya dari rumah nih.. kalau sejuta kali boleh, aku nak putar dunia nih, supaya aku tak pernah kenal binatang macam kau!!</div>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-26335673688446457562011-04-17T09:11:00.000-07:002011-04-17T09:39:16.067-07:00MY HOUSE NOT A CAGE NOT EVEN ZOOI'M CLEANING THE HOUSE COZ I WANTED TO LAY DOWN AT FLOOR, WALKING NAKED AT EVERY CORNER... I WANTED THE HOUSE LOOK LIKE A CASTEL FOR ME AND EVERYBODY. BUT I HAVE TO CLEAN IT UP EVERYDAY EVEN I HAVE ROOM MATE, HE SEEM LIKE A BIG BOSS NEVER CARE AND BOTHER TO GIVING A HAND... PRAY TO GOD THAT SOMETHING MIRACLE TO BREAK THE TELIVISION OR THE LAPPY COZ I AM SO SICK FACING HIM AT HOME!!! ;( OH DEAR LORD, I KNOW YOU LISTENING TO ME... I HOPE YOU CAN CHANGE MY HUSBAND. I JUST TOO TIRED CLEAN UP EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING HE LEFT WENT I'M OUT FOR WORK. I AM SO SICK GOING HOME SAW HIM AT COUCH LAY DOWN, SMOKING, EATING SNACK AND WATCHING MOVIE AT THE BIG SCREEN...DO YOU MIND TO SEND THE THUNDER THAT CAN MAKE HIS BIG SCREEN DAMAGE. SO THAT MIGHT BE, HE WILL GIVE HAND TO ME.. ;( (finger cross) <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596592585814912194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFHna2uSY5-HvFu5-_Uu7V_RbZC2VMcIYdNYZ49-tNrl3kKiTfli0NBVi0v2atIXxufGyq3HXt6CXuhg4pN9dmNCMt2uo2WqO-kkEICj9_sjgJ7uUQd9Z6rtF1pUJW0zE8ztw5Yp1FCaQ/s320/CLEAN+CAGE.PJG.jpg" />soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-13410940062386035002011-04-03T06:38:00.000-07:002011-04-03T06:49:00.985-07:00HUSBAND<div align="center">husband </div><br /><div align="center">the one you gonna ask for help </div><br /><div align="center">the one you gonna help till nothing bare you </div><br /><div align="center">the one will hug and cuddle you anytime even you hate it </div><br /><div align="center">the one always be next to you even you don't need it </div><br /><div align="center">husband </div><br /><div align="center">most <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">importand</span> person you gonna share your life </div><br /><div align="center">most loving man you wanted even he not like Jude Law </div><br /><div align="center">most room mate you miss when he not around </div><br /><div align="center">husband </div><br /><div align="center">you will cried for you will die for </div><br /><div align="center">you gonna hate but not so long </div><br /><div align="center">husband </div><br /><div align="center">that i always pray that he love me everyday </div><br /><div align="center">that i wish he know who i am </div><br /><div align="center">that i hope that he the best than other people around me </div><br /><div align="center">but husband...</div><br /><div align="center">he not just above, he sometime somehow more evil than murder!!!!</div>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-11503124845108467322011-02-13T20:47:00.000-08:002011-02-13T20:50:07.165-08:00Jar Of Hearts by Christina Perri<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSxFv6MeNBOfZ_oRX9jABpktwNge4EuocAcOl9NelzxGLr9if6Nnn0PprydG4sSx32fSSZVSUsY2DE6XWySOHHhRfN4SofQ1PGm2MWXgp2yByI_qAGMZ2Lyl2LpXU2K4kEMlCMRbIDvZU/s1600/christina-perri-jar-of-hearts.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSxFv6MeNBOfZ_oRX9jABpktwNge4EuocAcOl9NelzxGLr9if6Nnn0PprydG4sSx32fSSZVSUsY2DE6XWySOHHhRfN4SofQ1PGm2MWXgp2yByI_qAGMZ2Lyl2LpXU2K4kEMlCMRbIDvZU/s320/christina-perri-jar-of-hearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573402872774446786" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I know I can't take one more step towards you<br />Cause all that's waiting is regret<br />And don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore<br />You lost the love I loved the most<br /><br />I learned to live half alive<br />And now you want me one more time<br /><br />And who do you think you are<br />Running 'round leaving scars<br />Collecting your jar of hearts<br />And tearing love apart<br />You're gonna catch a cold<br />From the ice inside your soul<br />So don't come back for me<br />Who do you think you are<br /><br />I hear you're asking all around<br />If I am anywhere to be found<br />But I have grown too strong<br />To ever fall back in your arms<br /><br />And learn to live half alive<br />And now you want me one more time<br /><br />And who do you think you are<br />Running 'round leaving scars<br />Collecting your jar of hearts<br />And tearing love apart<br />You're gonna catch a cold<br />From the ice inside your soul<br />So don't come back for me<br />Who do you think you are<br />Dear, it took so long just to feel alright<br />Remember how to put back the light in my eyes<br />I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed<br />Cause you broke all your promises<br />And now you're back<br />You don't get to get me back<br /><br />And who do you think you are<br />Running 'round leaving scars<br />Collecting your jar of hearts<br />And tearing love apart<br />You're gonna catch a cold<br />From the ice inside your soul<br />So don't come back for me<br />Don't come back at all<br /><br />And who do you think you are<br />Running 'round leaving scars<br />Collecting your jar of hearts<br />And tearing love apart<br />You're gonna catch a cold<br />From the ice inside your soul<br />Don't come back for me<br />Don't come back at all<br /><br />Who do you think you are?<br />Who do you think you are?<br />Who do you think you are?</div><div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"><br /></div>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-7457707046546631392011-02-13T08:00:00.000-08:002011-02-13T08:02:34.681-08:00FREEthe life you talk about is.. life without me exist in<br />the life you wanted so badly is, the life between you,friends,family and career...<br />and there is no i in that life you talked about..soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-5318792610761205022011-01-02T05:26:00.000-08:002011-01-02T05:47:25.910-08:00help me coz i am lost...how are you? did you fine? hows your day? did you miss me? did you doing fine out from me? huh...i have a lot question in my mind till i have no idea how to talk about it... i miss the conversation we had before.. conversation before we married.. seems like i stop knowing you and so do you...<br /><br />i did read all old sms and chat msg did you send to me.. i did remember what you done before.. what ever you gave me.. what ever you promise me..i do remember..i do keep in my mind. but just of sudden.. i don't like to talk and show i am remember that..<br /><br />i choose you coz i believe that you gonna love me till end of my life. you the one love me, crazy about me, will call me if you cant hear my voice one day, will find any solution to meet me.. and now, i don't see the man anymore..<br /><br />how cant you love me like before. how cant you just love who i am? why don't you be next to me even i'm down and sick. why don't you say yes on me even i'm the one doing wrong...i miss you, i means..i miss the real you.. did everything end?? are we end this??soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-66989025452453811602010-12-06T12:25:00.001-08:002010-12-06T12:26:36.787-08:00i'm married!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQLhbDiR4oqnboJ6OlnIDlVhaOmqmTEIjY-1are2Ow5phDI3odqj_aa35lG6qQFmiVgruoUrKilCmKE6obnRvNML7b37-sAnetFzpPyrOfcwyym_5Mg3egiOiMUV6EpjOG4ZHilJWE0v4/s1600/kawen+sayer.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQLhbDiR4oqnboJ6OlnIDlVhaOmqmTEIjY-1are2Ow5phDI3odqj_aa35lG6qQFmiVgruoUrKilCmKE6obnRvNML7b37-sAnetFzpPyrOfcwyym_5Mg3egiOiMUV6EpjOG4ZHilJWE0v4/s320/kawen+sayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547668317188331698" border="0" /></a>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-78406595328431168452009-04-05T08:34:00.000-07:002009-04-05T09:22:08.797-07:00if you could see me<span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);">i walked again.. passing everything you had before..</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);">i almost forgot how do you smell like.. i let my self lie down at the living room.. the place that you always sleep while watch football.. tried to remember what you said about this house.. walk out and stand again at the balcony.. replacing my self to be you.. yes, i found the noise.. the noise make me get angry and mad when we talk every night before you sleep.. before you out for dinner.. opened the store.. i stand and look for the rubbish that people made in there.. i saw your photo. the photo remind me about us.. how can i over you when remembering you is the most lovely thing i ever had in my life... how can i kiss him when i was thinking the hot kiss from you? how can i laugh if your laugh is the most i miss? how can i sleep without silent if the pillow its not your arm.. if you could see me.. i wanna say good bye even its hurt me, even its killing me, even we hate the words so much.. if you could see me, i wanna give you good bye kiss, good bye hug.. i wanna see you go till you look small than basically. what should i tell him when he ask me who the one i miss the most? what should i say when he ask me can i be the loyal and love him only? what i suppose to tell this world that i'm currently out with someone but my mind is only think about you? i'm scared...scared to over you... i'm scared, scared to forget your sweet smell.. i am so scared, scared if god take my memories of you... i do scared.. and i'm not ready.. again, i am sick..coz i miss you like hell.. i just know that i am sick now days coz missing you... thats all!</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">if you could see me...<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgaQ0oHi8baQjBiML9s_zXWXhV-F0sbxwwUSCvwKeY1wFSI1CTtSIS4bdvlHuMr3MCfUb_r9OSUiLEAwv4JvsKb-GbnP6ei5XJG5QdXEC7ncopFsBmTRtxPyEUytEhyphenhyphenItpoUP1kVhN5-Ka/s1600-h/balcony_017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgaQ0oHi8baQjBiML9s_zXWXhV-F0sbxwwUSCvwKeY1wFSI1CTtSIS4bdvlHuMr3MCfUb_r9OSUiLEAwv4JvsKb-GbnP6ei5XJG5QdXEC7ncopFsBmTRtxPyEUytEhyphenhyphenItpoUP1kVhN5-Ka/s320/balcony_017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321243247893070018" border="0" /></a>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-24006471291074860202009-03-14T00:58:00.000-07:002009-03-14T02:15:19.206-07:00PERSONALITY TEST @ QUIZ BOXType the names of <strong>five different persons</strong> that you know and associate with the following colors, <strong>one person for one color</strong>: <div> <input name="__EVENTTARGET" id="__EVENTTARGET" value="" type="hidden"> <input name="__EVENTARGUMENT" id="__EVENTARGUMENT" value="" type="hidden"> <input name="__VIEWSTATE" id="__VIEWSTATE" value="/wEPDwUJOTk0MjE3ODg2ZGRIVcr1g8XreAKTj3Q1Vv57LhiJFw==" type="hidden"> </div> <script type="text/javascript"> //<![CDATA[ var theForm = document.forms['ctl02']; if (!theForm) { theForm = document.ctl02; } function __doPostBack(eventTarget, eventArgument) { if (!theForm.onsubmit || (theForm.onsubmit() != false)) { theForm.__EVENTTARGET.value = eventTarget; theForm.__EVENTARGUMENT.value = eventArgument; theForm.submit(); } } //]]> </script> <script src="http://www.quizbox.com/WebResource.axd?d=9zEZXay83vUbtscpRDLkHQ2&t=633595082073246099" type="text/javascript"></script> <script src="http://www.quizbox.com/WebResource.axd?d=2WLy0o87Do7TTSZhGMg6aq7gfUY09Djhxm3tRSs_0aU1&t=633595082073246099" type="text/javascript"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> //<![CDATA[ function WebForm_OnSubmit() { if (typeof(ValidatorOnSubmit) == "function" && ValidatorOnSubmit() == false) return false; return true; } //]]> </script> <div> <input name="__EVENTVALIDATION" id="__EVENTVALIDATION" value="/wEWBwKb++7HAQK/7+btDAK/7+LtDAK/797tDAK/79rtDAK/79btDAKgwImNC48gKhtZAng5lJZwL30RL9bATIsU" type="hidden"> </div> <table style="width: 683px; height: 241px;" border="0"><tbody><tr> <td bgcolor="yellow" valign="top"><strong>Yellow</strong></td> <td valign="top"> <input name="a1" id="a1" style="width: 150px;" type="text"> <span id="Validator1" style="visibility: hidden;color:Red;" >please answer</span> </td> </tr> <tr><td colspan="2"><hr /></td></tr> <tr> <td bgcolor="orange" valign="top"><strong>Orange</strong></td> <td valign="top"> <input name="a2" id="a2" style="width: 150px;" type="text"> <span id="Validator2" style="visibility: hidden;color:Red;" >please answer</span> </td> </tr> <tr><td colspan="2"><hr /></td></tr> <tr> <td bgcolor="red" valign="top"><strong>Red</strong></td> <td valign="top"> <input name="a3" id="a3" style="width: 150px;" type="text"> <span id="Validator3" style="visibility: hidden;color:Red;" >please answer</span> </td> </tr> <tr><td colspan="2"><hr /></td></tr> <tr> <td valign="top"><strong>White</strong></td> <td valign="top"> <input name="a4" id="a4" style="width: 150px;" type="text"> <span id="Validator4" style="visibility: hidden;color:Red;" >please answer</span> </td> </tr> <tr><td colspan="2"><hr /></td></tr> <tr> <td bgcolor="green" valign="top"><strong>Green</strong></td> <td valign="top"> <input name="a5" id="a5" style="width: 150px;" type="text"> <span id="Validator5" style="visibility: hidden;color:Red;" >please answer</span> </td> </tr> <tr><td colspan="2"><hr /><br /><p>Here is the analysis:</p> <ul><li><span id="Label1">The one who will never forget you is <em>IBRAHIM</em>.</span></li><li><span id="Label2">The one who you can consider as your real friend is <em>AIMAN</em>.</span></li><li><span id="Label3">The one you really love is <em>SUZIE</em>.</span></li><li><span id="Label4">This may be your soul mate: <em>SAQAR</em>.</span></li><li><span id="Label5">The one you will remember for the rest of your life is <em>ESAM</em>.</span></li></ul>p/s:<br />hahahhaha.. surprise.. i just simply peak this quiz and fill<br />up the name coz the color remind me of them..<br />ermm.. i just cant accept the soul mate..<br />i guess no body know about him.. only me and GOD. if he da one..<br />i might be late go to work everyday!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-31343073138604164582009-02-25T01:01:00.000-08:002009-02-25T01:27:32.728-08:00TAG~<span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);">Been tagged from BAI.. Since i lost my note book, the only computer i had is belong from VADS. So, i'm gonna complete her tag using my computer at work. Lucky got own work place. So i do have own folder here... Thanx BAI!</span> <span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;" > </span> <div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >RULES</span><br /></div><ol style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"><li>Go to your photos folder in your computer</li><li>Go to the 6th folder of photos.<strong></strong></li><li><strong>Go to the 6th picture in that folder.</strong></li><li><strong>Put the picture on your blog and description of it.</strong></li><li><strong>Invite six friends to join the challenge.</strong></li><li><strong>Link them in your blog and let them know they have been challenged.</strong></li></ol><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF80UDtxZz5XPl3atNy5HVw3QiY9brI5KtMZbRPvmKY0uFRkpF6poYYniTK0HvfgPGImhSyXM9ii9jbzHAkIvINAPyty4doPaIw0egEJMUzUHRvjtazXTB_2reUburSTDrki3IjRzax9Kp/s1600-h/3072283092_cd970073b7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF80UDtxZz5XPl3atNy5HVw3QiY9brI5KtMZbRPvmKY0uFRkpF6poYYniTK0HvfgPGImhSyXM9ii9jbzHAkIvINAPyty4doPaIw0egEJMUzUHRvjtazXTB_2reUburSTDrki3IjRzax9Kp/s320/3072283092_cd970073b7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306661547350329698" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);">hahahaha.... sowie!!!!!!!!!! too much photo of him in my folder now days... hahahahaha... who is him? i guess all of u knew that. let me introduce who is him.. he is edward cullen in my vampire's life. the best, the cool, the smart, the lovely vampire i ever know... this photo taken when he shoot on Twilight's movie. nothing can discribe him more coz my feeling cant be figure out how much i want him and let him transfer the venom to my body.. if i can choose what kind of life i want.. i'm gonna say, i wanna be in his life. if i can choose who is the one i wanna married, i wanna say.. he is the one i want... if i just can change being human to vampire, i would like him do that for me... no doubt! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;">the victim is:-</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-style: italic;">mumu jaan</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-style: italic;">aiman baby</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-style: italic;">fifi</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-style: italic;">lixam nixam</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-style: italic;">hid don't lie</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-style: italic;">cece~</span>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-9531037455948451682009-02-22T19:29:00.000-08:002009-02-22T23:19:24.066-08:00US AGAINST THE WORLD<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIafjlb47k0TuU49sWq9vABMrSpAFIbmXMqe-fHkPnnONVL0CnNMLnYDjTuLrYmDFJH-rkRKfA_Yn7oBI0Ooys-E9jLpYaXG4CB2mkAG47wvQ0OCJTfp89ZjGfwsQDS7Q5l-KhWAMmMP-x/s1600-h/cullen+my+love.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIafjlb47k0TuU49sWq9vABMrSpAFIbmXMqe-fHkPnnONVL0CnNMLnYDjTuLrYmDFJH-rkRKfA_Yn7oBI0Ooys-E9jLpYaXG4CB2mkAG47wvQ0OCJTfp89ZjGfwsQDS7Q5l-KhWAMmMP-x/s320/cullen+my+love.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305888758526007810" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">If the sun shuts down and decided not to shine no more</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">I would still have you, baby</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">If we see the last day and they say we gotta go to war</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">I'll be fighting with you, baby</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">Cause I know if I'm falling, you won't let me hit the ground</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">If the boat is sinking, I know you won't let me drown</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">No matter what anyone could say</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">This is the only place for me</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">And no one could ever take that away</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">Nothing could come between us</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">If the sun shuts down and decided not to shine no more (No more)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">I would still have you, you, you, you, you, you, you</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">If we see the last day and they say we gotta go to war (To War)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">I'll be fighting with you, you, you, you, you</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">Because it's us against the world</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">The world, the world</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">You know it's us against the world</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">The world, the world, ohh</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">Now if I'm lost at sea 7 days I'm not alone</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">If I'm holding you, you, you, you, you</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">And if it all end's, everybody in the world is gone</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">I'll be standing with you, baby</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">And if it's the last breath I take</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">I'll leave my kiss my with you</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">If there's a wall between us, baby</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">I know I'll break through</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">No matter what anyone could say</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">This is the only place for me</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">And no one could ever take that away</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">Nothing could come between us</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">If the sun shuts down and decided not to shine no more (No more)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">I would still have you, you, you, you, you, you, you</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">If we see the last day and they say we gotta go to war (To War)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">I'll be fighting with you, you, you, you, you</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">Because it's us against the world</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">Nothing's stronger now than you and I</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">Cause your love is all I got</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">And this ain't never gon' stop</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">No, whoa</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">There's no distance here when we're apart</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">Come on in from the cold</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">Lay your head on my shoulder</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">Ride like a soldier</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">I'm a stay right here</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">If the sun shuts down and decided not to shine no more (No more)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">I would still have you, you, you, you, you, you, you</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">If we see the last day and they say we gotta go to war (To War)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">I'll be fighting with you, you, you, you, you</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">Because it's us against the world</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">The world, the world</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">You know it's us against the world</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">The world, the world, ohh</span></div>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-22209721646592418472009-02-19T18:04:00.000-08:002009-02-19T18:11:51.799-08:00MISS YOU DEAR LOVELY FRIEND<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;" >WE MISS YOU. WE MISS YOU. WE MISS YOU. WE FUCKING CRAZY MISS YOU DEAR LOVELY FRIEND. WE JUST KNOW THIS..... </span>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-76021056753150574952009-02-18T19:29:00.000-08:002009-02-18T20:28:01.600-08:00ALWAYS BE MY BABY<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj71Bq9t0qDy8qkg_f3GzUEvH-n-8Lffj-rc4cAdE_JijlKaq2RWJYeHlgTQ_Ph_7b__DEho06Fjy_pSaPMzLvSA_DKkwj7pQerpszchdzRi242gWEdvV5jpXCH5A_-QejDpBCN6YTew7rR/s1600-h/35454.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 221px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj71Bq9t0qDy8qkg_f3GzUEvH-n-8Lffj-rc4cAdE_JijlKaq2RWJYeHlgTQ_Ph_7b__DEho06Fjy_pSaPMzLvSA_DKkwj7pQerpszchdzRi242gWEdvV5jpXCH5A_-QejDpBCN6YTew7rR/s320/35454.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304359058240537426" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new,courier,monospace;font-size:100%;" id="slly" >hey lovely friend... i'm sorry for everything i done to you..anything make u felt sad, unhappy when u always be with me.. i just don't meant it. and never want hurting u no matter what. thank you coz u always be with me since esam go. thank you that u never put your phone down when i on my way to grand mother funeral. thank you for teaching me read and speak arab back. thank you for the warm hug when i lost and empty. thank you for being friend, best friend, brother and lovely man for me and others. today, after 3 pm.. u not anymore here with us. no smell, no smile, no laugh, no voice... nothing.. just memories left... today, after 3 pm... i cant dial your number anymore... i cant call you crazy man.. i cant go there hug u.. i was thinking now.. can i just walk at Pavilion, look at ELE'S CAFE with my smile... can i just do that without u here? who i suppose to talk when i need book.. when i want to share something.. who? who did i suppose to hug when i miss someone? i don't know why, but my heart, my instinct remind me to get ticket to Melbourne.. I know its not because of someone there.. and now i found, the ticket is actually to visit u there... hey, no matter what.. u part of me, i'm gonna see you before Ramadan.. insya-allah. thank you for treating me like your younger sister. thank you for taking care of me. thank you for every single moment that we had together. sorry, i don't have any gift to u. but the ring, i always carry i give to u. with my name and his name. no point to still keep. its belong to u now. close your eye, hold it.. we around u..trust me, u can feel the love even we far.. i just cant stop u this time coz i know this is the best for u... see u in Adeline soon! LOVE AND ALWAYS IN LOVE WITH YOU BEST FRIEND</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new,courier,monospace;font-size:12;" id="slly" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></span><a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYrvrpXsw_uTtICeZUG-RHAfK-9MJhlyhNOYsJvRHExpNJY2Y6mXfuPsamZz7UrWWWuiyBg1pk4exHS7QcENFAFPOU8jcy4Oj_2VLuj-rz992L2hqbok59HbewUmrZcIbMh6-AP54DjadX/s1600-h/546574.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYrvrpXsw_uTtICeZUG-RHAfK-9MJhlyhNOYsJvRHExpNJY2Y6mXfuPsamZz7UrWWWuiyBg1pk4exHS7QcENFAFPOU8jcy4Oj_2VLuj-rz992L2hqbok59HbewUmrZcIbMh6-AP54DjadX/s320/546574.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304359196509261090" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new,courier,monospace;font-size:12;" id="slly" ><span style="font-size:100%;">We were as one, babe<br />For a moment in time<br />And it seemed everlasting<br />That you would always be mine<br />Now you want to be free, yeah<br />So I'm letting you fly<br />'cause I know in my heart, babe<br />Our love will never die, no<br /><br />You'll always be a part of me<br />I'm part of you indefinitely<br />Girl, don't you know you can't escape me<br />Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby<br />And we'll linger on<br />Time can't erase a feeling this strong<br />No way, you're never gonna shake me<br />Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby<br /><br />I ain't gonna cry, no<br />And I won't beg you to stay<br />If you're determined to leave, girl<br />I will not stand in your way<br />But inevitably,<br />You'll be back again<br />'Cause you know in your heart, babe<br />Our love will never end, no<br /><br />You'll always be a part of me<br />I'm part of you indefinitely<br />Girl, don't you know you can't escape me<br />Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby<br />And we'll linger on<br />Time can't erase a feeling this strong<br />No way, you're never gonna shake me<br />Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby<br /><br />I know that you'll be back, girl<br />When your days and your nights get a little bit colder, oh, oh<br />I know that you'll be right back, baby<br />Oh baby, believe me, it's only a matter of time<br /><br />You'll always be a part of me<br />I'm part of you indefinitely<br />Girl, don't you know you can't escape me<br />Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby<br />And we'll linger on<br />Time can't erase a feeling this strong<br />No way, you're never gonna shake me<br />Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my, my baby<br /><br />(You'll always be a part of me)<br />You will always be<br />(I'm part of you indefinitely<br />(Girl, don't you know you can't escape me)<br />Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby<br />(And we'll linger on)<br />We will linger on<br />(Time can't erase a feeling this strong<br />(No way, you're never gonna shake me<br />(Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby)</span><br />Always be my baby...<br /></span><a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuqlClfQ8zk9fq1wa8F9xCN1xGl6Y5I0t9YB-LvAct0iHpyofIXsq4V5It5verK8_m7v0-KRb8s0joslua7IC-w3sJd3auW2KeHbW2vNRw212WHelylE0fv7IGrlgKXpN4VVLRE0NkVUMk/s1600-h/256.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuqlClfQ8zk9fq1wa8F9xCN1xGl6Y5I0t9YB-LvAct0iHpyofIXsq4V5It5verK8_m7v0-KRb8s0joslua7IC-w3sJd3auW2KeHbW2vNRw212WHelylE0fv7IGrlgKXpN4VVLRE0NkVUMk/s320/256.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304359586181386770" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:courier new,courier,monospace;font-size:12;" id="slly" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >i just don't know why... but when i sing this song... i found this song suitable to u.. and here, i want u know.. how far we go.. how far the body fly... u always be my baby, best friend...</span></span></span><a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL3OofGWKFEAgH0KG-T8Ti_fVQ3DVHOoTc_TkatVaXMeHyAgjfODGxGYgoa5laLsjei27BsCWe5RhKFl4CIGj2HDADqKreuYSnRvae4gRJic_LCyX9pAZb9X-eHuZFPjcfzXmMXemE_0Fn/s1600-h/mail.google.com.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL3OofGWKFEAgH0KG-T8Ti_fVQ3DVHOoTc_TkatVaXMeHyAgjfODGxGYgoa5laLsjei27BsCWe5RhKFl4CIGj2HDADqKreuYSnRvae4gRJic_LCyX9pAZb9X-eHuZFPjcfzXmMXemE_0Fn/s320/mail.google.com.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304359406349309538" border="0" /></a><a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_QbYQig-kcqnZsxqtSD5fQOaimCtGSuScvKwBEJxzfDpUa4tPPoIoHmUvMAmTwolu7u1bfPoSv786_UhGq8jlxpJ4vS7J4cvSNOjy-RhXuZ0H28IxZBh8ciNCsOWouqcjePuOhpR4GoGT/s1600-h/52132.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_QbYQig-kcqnZsxqtSD5fQOaimCtGSuScvKwBEJxzfDpUa4tPPoIoHmUvMAmTwolu7u1bfPoSv786_UhGq8jlxpJ4vS7J4cvSNOjy-RhXuZ0H28IxZBh8ciNCsOWouqcjePuOhpR4GoGT/s320/52132.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304359300482039330" border="0" /></a><br /><a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDNM4X_j9u7IGMJtS_UQA8TwgdKsegQZQjsjSIA2U3lG8a4Zi7YK1qZ4KcwiO_5LiQuW2s6JUIa18gk5Xdlr2OTCMSiKbFvUeo9NJjlxrXzMYWejtZLN2fUzUdVwA_IYaGDY6bd_bhOg5A/s1600-h/n729238882_1120252_8217.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDNM4X_j9u7IGMJtS_UQA8TwgdKsegQZQjsjSIA2U3lG8a4Zi7YK1qZ4KcwiO_5LiQuW2s6JUIa18gk5Xdlr2OTCMSiKbFvUeo9NJjlxrXzMYWejtZLN2fUzUdVwA_IYaGDY6bd_bhOg5A/s320/n729238882_1120252_8217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304358242624824610" border="0" /></a>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-51721082290319262652009-02-14T22:36:00.000-08:002009-02-15T18:01:48.690-08:00MY V DAY<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >felt so bored... but i'm kinda of lovely girl today. wear red shirt... excited go to office. even i know today still like yesterday... nothing can change me even he there... errmmm... he so busy what else i can say. its ok.. no him life still go on. why so worried right? can finish cases so fast and make me turn my self to being bored silly girl.. was thinking what i can do if he my Mr. V today. where we both go.. did he still wanna hold my hand like the last night we had.. did he still wanna talk to me.. did we have super duper crazy day together... wonder..wonder..wonder.. but he to busy with the old man.. erkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! can u just please replace me with him? shit!!! forget it.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >my plan suppose to be walk with mak su and pak su... but they ready book ticket for movie. so, i cant join them.. never mind laa.. i still can walk alone. i was so excited.. and i know bukit bintang not the correct place for me. i will get hurt easy there. but i am so stubborn person.. my 1st step there... i saw 3 white man crossing road.. and i just ignoring them.. at my ear, abdullah was talking something dirty story and request.. what ever, i know ili not around u start being disgust man now..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >and suddenly.. guess what.. 'excuse me, can you tell us how to go to bukit bintang plaza...' hahahahaha... the 3 white man ask me.. errmm.. i never bother to them.. not really focus.. but, since so free and abdullah sure late.. i just offering my self to help them.. because of me.. they change their trip to Bali. hahaha... see how psycho i am.. we talk, we walk.. we get know each others. everything just perfect.. we walk to get few things at law yat... and... i just pulse few second. ask my self.. my V day not so bad.. i date 3 man on the same time. we laugh, we eat, we talk and sharing story together... can u guys do it? can u have my moment? no right? a'ha... i just too lucky! thank god.. like i said before... no him life still go on...</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEGCkNFG_K2LNGfAwZPP8rA9FQj2yEln5XvE9gcFNRaotLqwglZ8u-Fs7XRjA2v2lzRW6m_ec6DvkfG9K1xcnVI-5g71ulNt1rYTbPEuZEkKwwbTVX5NfFh3FIGOsOcZEqVkVl_Z5iVJ40/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEGCkNFG_K2LNGfAwZPP8rA9FQj2yEln5XvE9gcFNRaotLqwglZ8u-Fs7XRjA2v2lzRW6m_ec6DvkfG9K1xcnVI-5g71ulNt1rYTbPEuZEkKwwbTVX5NfFh3FIGOsOcZEqVkVl_Z5iVJ40/s320/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302918783664239666" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >this is the V DAY gift</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOZF1FbHmUW4KndxUqvq6gdOJ1icneGw6pFaDkXdW3dTLa6u7G1d4GCj7CvNImp7nLtSvkX4yUmzo5vi1Od8A5xEvMo-e1W3cBKM16xBzoLNujPPWos1saiiaJjnDa_B-lkk0QWx2hNMlA/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOZF1FbHmUW4KndxUqvq6gdOJ1icneGw6pFaDkXdW3dTLa6u7G1d4GCj7CvNImp7nLtSvkX4yUmzo5vi1Od8A5xEvMo-e1W3cBKM16xBzoLNujPPWos1saiiaJjnDa_B-lkk0QWx2hNMlA/s320/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302919071369647378" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >not so bad right?</span><br /></div>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-66274394412751274242009-01-23T07:26:00.000-08:002009-01-23T07:35:25.525-08:00ANYTHING FOR YOU<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwbk202i3bBVnWF3FtI_mWfijvL9Bf7uhYAAppqMueL_9qCip_CGBsz3_2N4Uz_5D56lHLRgAG7aSPzKaPyNQL3LosmCvk3Lv6CK6PcW_KEq9d4j7tAmDtoGUDZ71sDqaLp0VMk7yrCHpn/s1600-h/palestine.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwbk202i3bBVnWF3FtI_mWfijvL9Bf7uhYAAppqMueL_9qCip_CGBsz3_2N4Uz_5D56lHLRgAG7aSPzKaPyNQL3LosmCvk3Lv6CK6PcW_KEq9d4j7tAmDtoGUDZ71sDqaLp0VMk7yrCHpn/s320/palestine.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294511571674987218" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" >i can't be so selfish to let them hurt and suffer because of my desire.. i just cant see any tear and blood drop at their land because of my desire.. i'm honestly know, that i can't do anything except pray that they gonna be safe. but here, i kill my desire to make sure my money not gonna help them kill you dear PALESTINE'S...</span></span><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuo1TS-w0bCnPA60M33KbM-Jp_X-YcfeZbcjr9ZO-XmVFhh-5mpyO2AcxIAN5efshE8EOJkLu-piSiBLXloNIGrZ5NIHJC9CzzBSDTrgx2Urh0dGr-3LLBh0WT5lgqOEEPOiH9idswQjHZ/s1600-h/2300761710_1623de53d2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuo1TS-w0bCnPA60M33KbM-Jp_X-YcfeZbcjr9ZO-XmVFhh-5mpyO2AcxIAN5efshE8EOJkLu-piSiBLXloNIGrZ5NIHJC9CzzBSDTrgx2Urh0dGr-3LLBh0WT5lgqOEEPOiH9idswQjHZ/s320/2300761710_1623de53d2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294511348377826290" border="0" /></a>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-40518996819758660012009-01-20T04:27:00.000-08:002009-01-20T04:32:10.947-08:00TOMORROW IS 21st JANUARY 2009<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh55V0SNyWE16A4sDhZx-4ZJHLM-R-Pe_496HCVMIi0_zDVmkgg91K_fCMgqsfPSqrrvrm2g5RNKpEw_A5IMXDFsWuqhyYneOHK4Xuq9Plq19Q2UPYdx01oiUOPh9JaVcT1xzqcvrUQ66yA/s1600-h/wed.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh55V0SNyWE16A4sDhZx-4ZJHLM-R-Pe_496HCVMIi0_zDVmkgg91K_fCMgqsfPSqrrvrm2g5RNKpEw_A5IMXDFsWuqhyYneOHK4Xuq9Plq19Q2UPYdx01oiUOPh9JaVcT1xzqcvrUQ66yA/s320/wed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293351880810418578" border="0" /></a> MAYBE SHE HAVE THIS??<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuBfDibqlWKQowfQwHiHOd0UTU5JMPH3wpfDC4zudtJRYct0bBhMDHJZLncWxA255ut8fUZWxpBQbv6ZiIPXd7ue1trq0Kt4IPuaMaj39tA56ejGmRMi0HstS2J_n8lmD0PQIbI8w-OThd/s1600-h/wedds.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuBfDibqlWKQowfQwHiHOd0UTU5JMPH3wpfDC4zudtJRYct0bBhMDHJZLncWxA255ut8fUZWxpBQbv6ZiIPXd7ue1trq0Kt4IPuaMaj39tA56ejGmRMi0HstS2J_n8lmD0PQIbI8w-OThd/s320/wedds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293352009739158450" border="0" /></a>OR MAYBE SHE BEAUTY LIKE THIS?<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvRZQt9Y9FqF_gBf04MlvoQLFa8RR9U0pas4c3uxRzZis6Ld0Z5LAvKqp-UVgMxIM2ChwcrcQlGzo_4212yHkTY3KPZmWFJb9LJoNmk76SVMOA7LOr6fNLU09yhS_ev6hZTqjrGa3CAN4G/s1600-h/wedd.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvRZQt9Y9FqF_gBf04MlvoQLFa8RR9U0pas4c3uxRzZis6Ld0Z5LAvKqp-UVgMxIM2ChwcrcQlGzo_4212yHkTY3KPZmWFJb9LJoNmk76SVMOA7LOr6fNLU09yhS_ev6hZTqjrGa3CAN4G/s320/wedd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293351934901970642" border="0" /></a> ERRMMM.. CONGRATS!!!!<br /></div>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-35643217075613236512009-01-17T04:24:00.000-08:002009-01-17T04:59:50.089-08:00without you<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjILc6dQ-s6IKCNk_JfDQ6BJnSD4VArbj1pOPeADhb34wdW-M6720_0zWKl8qmQZmKyGnw0roCbCgQ7WJ_gNCku6Rckg49NGAmJTw2YqEOugAMUKTtEmUplMYsLwK9z7PRvuGI0Cl0CPxWC/s1600-h/n729238882_1105485_8345.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 386px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjILc6dQ-s6IKCNk_JfDQ6BJnSD4VArbj1pOPeADhb34wdW-M6720_0zWKl8qmQZmKyGnw0roCbCgQ7WJ_gNCku6Rckg49NGAmJTw2YqEOugAMUKTtEmUplMYsLwK9z7PRvuGI0Cl0CPxWC/s320/n729238882_1105485_8345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292245074661005218" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"> Without you i live it up a lil more everyday.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Without you i'm seeing myself so differently</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">I didnt wanna believe it then</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">But it all worked out in the end</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">When i watched you walk away</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Well i never thought i'd say im fine without you.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Cause something changed you've been acting so strange</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">And its taking its toll on me</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Its safe to say that im ready to let you leave</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">I didnt wanna believe it then</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">But it all worked out in the end</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">When i watched you walk away</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Well i never thought i'd say im fine without you</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">I just want to be alone tonight</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">I just want to take a lil breather</span><br /></div>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-18193487425207018682009-01-16T18:05:00.000-08:002009-01-16T19:40:38.389-08:00WONDERING HOW NICE SEATTLE<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVjupgAGQLkyBgt5_yDlETdZYZrTHPpEUg50QkWLb0zUcZtEvJDeklWLFnfuoT2TQ9qRbV08Ggr4wg_Si9_1Sypqooqye4LqeCrJnoYlI086lDeCG1BjlneNLHw_AAB22CW9HTEQgCkl8k/s1600-h/THE+ORIGINAL+STARBUCKS.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVjupgAGQLkyBgt5_yDlETdZYZrTHPpEUg50QkWLb0zUcZtEvJDeklWLFnfuoT2TQ9qRbV08Ggr4wg_Si9_1Sypqooqye4LqeCrJnoYlI086lDeCG1BjlneNLHw_AAB22CW9HTEQgCkl8k/s320/THE+ORIGINAL+STARBUCKS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292099022193909474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;">THE ORIGINAL STARBUCKS CAFE</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpytmzCnmJ8W67qUWkJJb9BqYT05Tdl3vUNBd151LJeM6ZnXCyyFSit_vYJMFr-WsavNMKRX6wWCLt0Luy-N3QNI1DUxSuO275CLRyk9SF4LSgeRkyJDtPPP8nMcS8IqdpgEylteSkSdWD/s1600-h/STREET+CAR+AT+PIONEER+SQUARE.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpytmzCnmJ8W67qUWkJJb9BqYT05Tdl3vUNBd151LJeM6ZnXCyyFSit_vYJMFr-WsavNMKRX6wWCLt0Luy-N3QNI1DUxSuO275CLRyk9SF4LSgeRkyJDtPPP8nMcS8IqdpgEylteSkSdWD/s320/STREET+CAR+AT+PIONEER+SQUARE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292098965300331266" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: courier new;">STREET CAR AT PIONEER SQUARE</span></span><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0lYuVUB4WTWlLg_zi4ZCJimeRLKzQvd1jmlP6qRHupkDR65ZZNvYpP2DhumQcBymHBu4JekdiBV1TZSQCHqjWAa5ry6Xyp8C_LuAtV_9QcFQ8E6CmrYbZYvVoPUaKwtT6zn5ogL1c2HAW/s1600-h/PIONEER+SQUARE.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0lYuVUB4WTWlLg_zi4ZCJimeRLKzQvd1jmlP6qRHupkDR65ZZNvYpP2DhumQcBymHBu4JekdiBV1TZSQCHqjWAa5ry6Xyp8C_LuAtV_9QcFQ8E6CmrYbZYvVoPUaKwtT6zn5ogL1c2HAW/s320/PIONEER+SQUARE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292098897836178514" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: courier new;font-size:100%;" >PIONEER SQUARE</span><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirO4TF9bcjYuP5HVqBaiYGucHmsyF-l7rGHhsP9LygMh6zOihwuizamu-XRb24gjKpEQRDAxIpqNk4V5TWwJDqprXXIbaPxxiRLzwkPd6VrAxxp_gdyfLZC9zN2MfKei5idGkBSY3Z6Hrg/s1600-h/A+NARROW+STREET+NEAR+PIKE+PUBLIC+MARKET.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirO4TF9bcjYuP5HVqBaiYGucHmsyF-l7rGHhsP9LygMh6zOihwuizamu-XRb24gjKpEQRDAxIpqNk4V5TWwJDqprXXIbaPxxiRLzwkPd6VrAxxp_gdyfLZC9zN2MfKei5idGkBSY3Z6Hrg/s320/A+NARROW+STREET+NEAR+PIKE+PUBLIC+MARKET.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292098847377775330" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" >A NARROW STREET NEAR PIKE PUBLIC MARKET</span><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP4qI_p2lPtZSQ6Igk0dVA5hG6ZMYXrPvlA6teYXXUcBdmTKZ0Rn3CWffxcnyDMnuyCaTKDLYCjyNuaGxSE8ZMkqfyWkxooaEiDgyb7mKhzP1w0E0anH9SkTBn5EZ1rc5wlGvjaifpq82i/s1600-h/SEATTLE+PUBLIC+LIBRARY.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP4qI_p2lPtZSQ6Igk0dVA5hG6ZMYXrPvlA6teYXXUcBdmTKZ0Rn3CWffxcnyDMnuyCaTKDLYCjyNuaGxSE8ZMkqfyWkxooaEiDgyb7mKhzP1w0E0anH9SkTBn5EZ1rc5wlGvjaifpq82i/s320/SEATTLE+PUBLIC+LIBRARY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292098783159821138" border="0" /></a></span> <span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: courier new;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" >SEATTLE PUBLIC LIBRARY</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyifwR5Xoqrhe_M6_vdlj35UXlIN_0W4daPxWptWmFanqE9zpirBO3-Y1NCxDVOktwMCOs2BTtLSQJX_xKIqr3kDB1aqMklV_uqt8r7F491mlhXWSprhRhnJUBpr0hsSx_CFGHGo1NHX3b/s1600-h/SEATTLE+SKYLINE.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyifwR5Xoqrhe_M6_vdlj35UXlIN_0W4daPxWptWmFanqE9zpirBO3-Y1NCxDVOktwMCOs2BTtLSQJX_xKIqr3kDB1aqMklV_uqt8r7F491mlhXWSprhRhnJUBpr0hsSx_CFGHGo1NHX3b/s320/SEATTLE+SKYLINE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292098712993742146" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;" >SEATTLE SKYLINE</span></span><br /></div>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-19006601465980703872009-01-15T01:41:00.000-08:002009-01-16T16:57:03.596-08:00what the stupid thing i done...i take a move.. moving my ass and steps..<br />to ili i inform.. that i'm gonna meet some one last 4 night...<br />its just coincident.. without planing..<br />surprise!!!! yes.. i done do it...<br />and, what the stupid thing i done is..<br />i just cant focus to that man..<br />even he hot.. even he got good smell.. even he tall.. even he prefect..<br />I GUESS!!!!<br />and the stupid thing is.. i just eating my mash mellow and enjoy the night with the hot coco<br />errmm.. i am stupid..<br />my heart want my self get out and continue the life like normal person<br />but my mind keep remind me about him<br />and my whole day which is 24hours with his shadow..<br />what the hell is this??? and i don't know...<br />i just want continue my life and be normal person<br />i want meet someone new.. i want have connection with new person<br />and i do want to be love and in love(this what i and mumu always said)<br />his shadow following me.. even at night(supposedly no shadow right?)<br />if last time i'll pray he get good life and happy there..<br />and now i still do the same thing.. yes, honestly...<br />i do want your life better.. and i don't want you down or regret...<br />but, on the same time i don't want replacing you coz for me..<br />nobody can be you.. which is.. you still part of me<br />and listen.. not replacing you doesn't mean.. you the one i want<br />i just cant do that and i want my life back without your shadow..<br />i want my mind stop remind me about you and my heart can accept anyone new<br />this is what i want.. not rushing.. but at least.. i can enjoy every moment in my life<br />even you there enjoy your new life with her... soon<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRk9sa985f5LhwQfAIeWtc8tcQA-2Oj2FoXdhBitlKUcOSR_6cPhtTPAHeO2JluGpBCJCBBQkz9Mzs0FegwAR9j0HmQ7fPipDJXQZAvWeWJc_nqQ8-mpYOKYZgWH_KGAzJ7EkSHNvfr1mL/s1600-h/pudding-ck-521718-x.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRk9sa985f5LhwQfAIeWtc8tcQA-2Oj2FoXdhBitlKUcOSR_6cPhtTPAHeO2JluGpBCJCBBQkz9Mzs0FegwAR9j0HmQ7fPipDJXQZAvWeWJc_nqQ8-mpYOKYZgWH_KGAzJ7EkSHNvfr1mL/s320/pudding-ck-521718-x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291866655550915442" border="0" /></a>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-68585242228604633872009-01-10T05:26:00.000-08:002009-01-10T05:36:45.843-08:00my wonderful nighti just cant sleep last night.. this is happen so many time..<br />i do remember when the worse night..<br />its suck.. sound funny... i just cant sleep..<br />and start dial everybody..<br />in Malaysia and out Malaysia..<br />honestly it suck.. i just think too much..<br />i need new book to read i guess.. try to think something nice or wonderful<br />but still.. i do sms few people i guess good in conversation.. but no reply...<br />yaahh.. friday night.. what you expect...<br />till.. i get sms from someone.. errrmm..<br />every words and sentences make me cry.. i was cry till 6 in da morning...<br />and i called this stupid.. but thank to god.. at least someone reply me and talk to me<br />even we far.... it help... friday night with tear...soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-13964072864015685662009-01-09T11:11:00.000-08:002009-01-09T11:21:35.820-08:00da sad thursday....<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9htnXPK9BgGlUUDBDjstPsmg_SX8ofN1F9MQV23gd5MPyYs5JiYhCTURPlS9XHCKNFn2PMT-jlEK2DIq7wnLaXvJG6WEYnvr6ji6yqShhrXoLxzNRzF-_AW_JxFgfITVWpQs3LmL9Hi0z/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9htnXPK9BgGlUUDBDjstPsmg_SX8ofN1F9MQV23gd5MPyYs5JiYhCTURPlS9XHCKNFn2PMT-jlEK2DIq7wnLaXvJG6WEYnvr6ji6yqShhrXoLxzNRzF-_AW_JxFgfITVWpQs3LmL9Hi0z/s320/Image052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289375311516496018" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"> we gonna miss you brother...</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4BarmYt24LAotDYO15UO3Xxlt_eoNaDWKDDkVWZ56SWLh9Fxx4SUa6LNez2uL5Asb-8tdypfROtY8li4xZjWX68ZbeTKFArB-nZa_5Vf7WqYEkgmPsYrQkAqYxww2Ff5n1WpiRVXWAz0K/s1600-h/22.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4BarmYt24LAotDYO15UO3Xxlt_eoNaDWKDDkVWZ56SWLh9Fxx4SUa6LNez2uL5Asb-8tdypfROtY8li4xZjWX68ZbeTKFArB-nZa_5Vf7WqYEkgmPsYrQkAqYxww2Ff5n1WpiRVXWAz0K/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289375121823646674" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"> few minute before check in..</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzfHX2MeD4JzficnW_1t8pVROy1l6vL7ZxNva_b8O3YvU9tzQUb8gf_TQc1Twle54TvGOE9FTEi6RIMzfKEXtucOEHjn29oNnHMeb4YiHefpGA3YrhucXF8xFH799LCmmR5JD9RIV_6RZr/s1600-h/abda.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzfHX2MeD4JzficnW_1t8pVROy1l6vL7ZxNva_b8O3YvU9tzQUb8gf_TQc1Twle54TvGOE9FTEi6RIMzfKEXtucOEHjn29oNnHMeb4YiHefpGA3YrhucXF8xFH799LCmmR5JD9RIV_6RZr/s320/abda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289374296796369442" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">da crazy!!!</span><br /></div>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-7509524575376124652009-01-08T08:11:00.000-08:002009-01-08T08:50:42.205-08:00i just too crazymungkin dah gila kot... entah laa kenapa...<br />nak period kot.. errmmm... tak.. tak..tak..<br />the reason of the matter is... i just too much read book..<br />turn my self in to vampire life.. i don't know the life is exist or not..<br />but i just.. too love it...<br />since i get that book from time's book shop last week..<br />pagi petang siang malam aku di bayangi kehidupan vampire..<br />who care... maybe i just too much.. but i don't mind...<br />i get some space.. space to think how good to love and be loved..<br />believe or not.. i found someone.. he look like vampire for me...<br />lol.... sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i just too much...<br />and so funny... everyday.. i tell him about the chapter on that book..<br />and now.. he don't mind i call him vampire.. not only calling him vampire..<br />he also do the same thing.. we call each other vampire.. and so excited...<br />hahahahahahaha...we did something at our phone.. <br />we save each person number with same name...<br />guess what????????<br />VAMPIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq7d2eLhqoCkZPNyEgqB-bBsMZC6OU15I_EUxm8Fg7q20_Tv8ZCe8tL4HqdU5yPFWrrFkBHeUiqefUVOHZuL1DshKAUIrhOnJ3InODrtjX97PQMu-7zsVAkhpp7uL_kA5x3wVlKMD_i1pi/s1600-h/n626140635_722319_7379.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq7d2eLhqoCkZPNyEgqB-bBsMZC6OU15I_EUxm8Fg7q20_Tv8ZCe8tL4HqdU5yPFWrrFkBHeUiqefUVOHZuL1DshKAUIrhOnJ3InODrtjX97PQMu-7zsVAkhpp7uL_kA5x3wVlKMD_i1pi/s320/n626140635_722319_7379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288965779829837266" border="0" /></a> <br />my versionsoffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-43899617283067947052008-12-21T05:17:00.000-08:002008-12-21T05:24:46.398-08:00deeper CONVERSATION<strong><span style="color:#333333;">Is your favourite colour blue?</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Do you always tell the truth?</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Do you believe in outerspace?</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">And I'm learning you</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Is your skin as tanned as mine?</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Does your hair flow sideways?</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Did someone took a portion of your heart?</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">And im learning you</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">And if you don't mind</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Can you tell me</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">All your hopes and fears</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">and Everything that you believe in</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Would you make a difference in the world</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">I’d love for you to take me to a deeper conversation</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Only you can make me</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">I let my guard down for you</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">And in time you will too </span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">If you don't mind</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Can you tell me</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">All your hopes and fears</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">and Everything that you believe in</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Would you make a difference in the world</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">I’d love for you to take me to a deeper conversation</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Only you can make me</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">If you don't mind</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Can you tell me</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">All your hopes and fears</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">and Everything that you believe in</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Would you make a difference in the world</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">I’d love for you to take me to a deeper conversation</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Only you can make me</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></strong><p><strong><span style="color:#333333;">Deeper Conversation</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#999999;">(let me..)</span></strong></p><p><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPYbMucvkpDmMPLSQJ5iEZ02gb4jT7N_ydwUmAVRpjN8yKWN5OOCu3Mcu8SnUUWeigwU6KWXe22oyF3jXauQsCj8T0ttcfooLB3YtwPXOPEtMZTzqGTKnzLeFRmRnoreMggGI1lcSlczPA/s320/Conversation.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282232750958820802" /></p>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567254637920233901.post-73458733173931484912008-11-22T12:21:00.000-08:002008-11-22T12:36:38.092-08:00OUR SWEET HEART<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj4ARcB562PWYANdXk6G1U-mKjbxWJhUXXacScvVgMxx8ROq6PP4lHVfm-tzb2rWWS-uZ1RbdBlHRYul9x1o_SNi0qQOHXdwAginaDeEE_SXAiGPIqsAJRXpxotlMj_anzqstEwYUlHP_8/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXeew1BXDQ9ZZhH40JV0HtuYgDmIrCJGbPrHq9qfJN6agKiGql5qTAHr1ced5ntmiLcxuOYT1ARnziQzkIyw0fDvy1bU8hecWVZzrCMU9oyyMPCuwxeWquKUEcqFCZQHesv_-0qzqpI6L1/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271580481323932514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXeew1BXDQ9ZZhH40JV0HtuYgDmIrCJGbPrHq9qfJN6agKiGql5qTAHr1ced5ntmiLcxuOYT1ARnziQzkIyw0fDvy1bU8hecWVZzrCMU9oyyMPCuwxeWquKUEcqFCZQHesv_-0qzqpI6L1/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj4ARcB562PWYANdXk6G1U-mKjbxWJhUXXacScvVgMxx8ROq6PP4lHVfm-tzb2rWWS-uZ1RbdBlHRYul9x1o_SNi0qQOHXdwAginaDeEE_SXAiGPIqsAJRXpxotlMj_anzqstEwYUlHP_8/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271581524233098146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj4ARcB562PWYANdXk6G1U-mKjbxWJhUXXacScvVgMxx8ROq6PP4lHVfm-tzb2rWWS-uZ1RbdBlHRYul9x1o_SNi0qQOHXdwAginaDeEE_SXAiGPIqsAJRXpxotlMj_anzqstEwYUlHP_8/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"><strong>baby khaleed..........</strong></span><br /></div><div></div></div>soffeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01674369759687263407noreply@blogger.com0