<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-6023329336097490962</id><updated>2024-12-19T11:25:25.844+08:00</updated><category term="4 G"/><category term="buddy"/><category term="hangout"/><category term="ow yeah"/><category term="syasya.nina.sarah."/><title type='text'>girl stuff</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-1331170973872742432</id><published>2014-02-22T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2014-02-22T01:21:14.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a korean fan?</title><content type='html'>i&#39;ve been crazing about K-pop since i was in secondary school. i loved their dramas, movies, songs and idols..so im like the one who always download all korean stuff..so i always searched for a website that make things easier for me to download..i found this blog which provide everything and i love the subs cause i dont need to unzip as it is in the format of srt..u know those unzipping things is wasting my time.. so i would reccommend this blog ! anyway genite :)&lt;br /&gt;
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koreanheadbanging.blogspot.com</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1331170973872742432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/1331170973872742432?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/1331170973872742432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/1331170973872742432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2014/02/a-korean-fans.html' title='a korean fan?'/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-6822323150729274873</id><published>2013-05-15T04:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2013-05-15T04:10:11.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im studying, okayy.</title><content type='html'>well i knw its late and i think i may have insomnia if i keep sleeping late.its become my habit now (maybe thats y my cheek is growing everydayy.wuargghh) next week is my first examination ever for my degree programme.hee.so im putting more efforts into this to achieve my goal bcause i screwed my assgnments so i need to back it up and im thinking of proving to my mom that i can get gud grades too.hehe.all this while im always fooling around, not taking things serioussly.well, 20 really helps me to be more matured, i guess..hurmm.have u read my older post? i want to take my words back.it was all crap.everything is going smoothly now.im left with the other one.i knw u dont really get wat i mean cause that is my real intention to make people knw nothing.he&#39;s left so im not in dilemma anymore.it shows to me who i should appreciate since he keeps on trusting and staying by my side and the fact that he knows me too well makes our bond stronger.he&#39;s a nice guy who takes care of me.well thats wat friends are for.ouh i wanna stop it here since i still have tons of books to read.since ive forgotten to post the pics for my birthdayy celebration.nah!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;with ecah :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;neesaa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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ps:/thanks for all the wishes,text messages,phone calls and everything.not forgetting lela who didnt join us for our outing but involved in my birthdayy pranks.love yaww!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6822323150729274873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/6822323150729274873?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/6822323150729274873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/6822323150729274873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2013/05/im-studying-okayy.html' title='im studying, okayy.'/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioewRqyqeT-l5GdOg1AKPliwNoE_EmMLuktXGRzQDqPYzWk3s7k4s2b9zRZl7rfw62QKjkeJnHZCXtk3F5QgBZvlfYSCVrYhLlo8dDFVoleMcpkLMxeBINDdIl0VM1ArwX3-lRyzreGqxP/s72-c/5.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-2063943700026849885</id><published>2013-05-13T05:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2013-05-13T05:47:35.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my bad :(</title><content type='html'>morning.its 4.52 a.m and i just got back from celebrating my birthday.im 20 this year and getting older each year.wuarggh.how was the celebration? awesome.its good to know that my friends cherished my birthday and putting away their works aside juz to spend some time with me.we were chatting and laughing like never before.the most shocking things was when i entered my room, my wall is filled with wordings and cards and of course they are pouring the baby powder on my bed, our tradition.no words can describe how touched i am to see how they are putting their efforts to make me surprised.i was delighted for everything that they did and all those birthday wishes and phone calls.wow, but i still feel something is lacking bcoz the two people who i think is important forget my birthday.i mean why out of all those other days? i was thinking wat did i do? i was holding tightly to my phone wondering when will they give me a call or maybe just a text saying &#39;hapy birthday&#39;? ergghh. my life turned upside down bcause of them but again im feeling that i was the only one who make this relationship working out. serioussly i am regretting for letting those kind of people to influence and be part of my life.I**** is too nice and the other one is ignoring me for lying.i mean i had to bcause of my circumstances and i wanted to explain but he wouldnt listen.he wanted me to stop confessing the truth and never asked for the reasons.i dont know wat to do to clear up the things.well,i cant undo everything that i did.i should juz sit still than worsen the mess tht i made.enough said,i&#39;ll forget them when the time comes.things will be better, ryte?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2063943700026849885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/2063943700026849885?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/2063943700026849885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/2063943700026849885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2013/05/my-bad.html' title='my bad :('/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-2758184921682028197</id><published>2012-12-28T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-12-28T21:48:14.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pizza;)</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum..as promised i will post the pic of my pizza todayy but it doesnt look appetizing as i wish.huhu -__-. but anyway it still can be eaten and the taste is still the same..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;this is chicken and mushroom pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since m free, im uploaded some recipe for this pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pizza dough:&lt;br /&gt;1 1/3 cup warm water&lt;br /&gt;11 gm dry yeast&lt;br /&gt;* this two is mixed together and left for 2 mins&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup milk powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon of salt&lt;br /&gt;4 cup high protein flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon castor sugar&lt;br /&gt;* this is mixed together&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoon olive oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.mix milk powder,salt,high protein flour,castor sugar.&lt;br /&gt;2.pour in the water containing yeast&lt;br /&gt;3.slowly mix it together&lt;br /&gt;4.lastly, pour in the olive oil&lt;br /&gt;5.let the mixer do its job&lt;br /&gt;u knw its done when the dough is not torn apart when u rip it&lt;br /&gt;*if the dough is too solid, u can pour in some fresh milk to soften it&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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u can also manually using ur hands to knead the dough.u can learn from here( in case some of u who didnt have the mixer)&lt;div&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C2C6v9mGuR0&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C2C6v9mGuR0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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mushroom chicken:&lt;/div&gt;
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onion (slice according to ur taste)&lt;/div&gt;
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garlic&lt;/div&gt;
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breast chicken (minced)&lt;/div&gt;
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mushroom&lt;/div&gt;
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italian herbs/ oregano 1/2 teaspoon&lt;/div&gt;
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1.saute the garlic that has been minced (u can use butter to replace the oil)&lt;/div&gt;
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2.put the chicken breast and cook until its turn to white-yellowish color&lt;/div&gt;
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3.put the mushroom,onion,salt and oregano.&lt;/div&gt;
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*tada!its done.let it cools a few mins.&lt;/div&gt;
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after the dough is done, spread some prego spaghetti bolognese sauce on it (original flavor) and put the mushroom chicken. lastly put the mozarella cheese on the top as much as u want and bake it for 30 mins in oven of 180c..&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2758184921682028197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/2758184921682028197?isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/2758184921682028197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/2758184921682028197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2012/12/pizza.html' title='pizza;)'/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVY9_WYgD2W8iKAy8uImYLR4E5MqH_ZvNYqkV2U152bVVd90liNNkJ4DCdvTLDl6jQui-3VKJb2BF03O-z-xSzzuA-NfMF4fN81Pp43DtgmuVSpa-2qDKcIEHRipZLQVbVCV_tg9bzqGmg/s72-c/DSC00248.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-8911861961495877835</id><published>2012-12-26T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-12-26T22:49:25.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cupcake:)</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum..well dh berkarat blog ni.huhu.even holidayy pown x sempat nk update bcoz of twitter divert my attention to it.for this holidayy, i spent my tme by going to cooking class besides mastering my driving skill.tehee.it was fun.i met new people and learning something new.a few days ago, i thought my mom was joking when she said that she is going to buy the stuff needed for my red velvet cupcake but yesterday she really brought me to buy those things.she even bought me an oven.at first i thought &quot;gosh,m so dead if wat im baking becomes something else&quot;.and todayy finally i baked some red velvet with my lil sis.i need her to help me to wash the dishes.haha..fortunately, i remembered everything that had been taught to me.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;TADA! there still a bit of imperfection:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally this is my cupcake.it is a &lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;red velvet with cream cheese&lt;/span&gt;.the choc chip is my sis idea.she loves choc chip so much though its kinda sweet.u can try making these at home.it looks complicated but its easy actually.juz take a big step to try and have a confidence in urselves.u will be fine&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;3 font=&quot;font&quot;&gt;&lt;/3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8911861961495877835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/8911861961495877835?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/8911861961495877835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/8911861961495877835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2012/12/cupcake.html' title='cupcake:)'/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtAe36B5J3WVPZeZDD7Hga1sxeBuqmq7q4mt7ONw1cdKYCOZKFlQXo00GWGUCfky_pIdUXu8PMdYKORFhHnTvFK1RZBAAYcZMF3kZ2V8JSBOpWS2y_7NG3dax9uPzXNn3Dzs7NaV7Bl98k/s72-c/C360_2012-12-26-18-26-52.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-7894880721459715224</id><published>2012-10-05T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-10-05T23:29:58.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u never guess;O</title><content type='html'>now, i am doing well. the past two weeks was hard on me. i&#39;ve read somewhere about teenagers like me sometimes in doubt searching for my identity.so i think i was searching for it two weeks ago that my head felt like it would burst.fortunately,i think i&#39;ve FOUND it! ohsem.no more burden on my shoulder.~relieved~last night, when i opened ZALORA, i found JB&#39;s t-shirt.OMG!i&#39;ve searched for it for two years but never thought that i will find it.a long time ago, there was an online shopping website of JB stuff. i really wanted to grab the hoodie with his face printed on it but it is an international website. i was afraid that the shipping cost expensive so i decline my intention. now that ZALORA-free shipping is here,i&#39;m just going to grab it this time.i&#39;ll show it later when i bought it.hehe.too many wishlist that i still didn&#39;t accomplish.gosh my fragrance just finished IN TIME.great!forget all of the above.it just a crap.well here&#39;s a thing. i wrote about Cyber Love in my LDV essay.it was based on true story which is my story of course.no big deal act but when i reread my old post.there&#39;s nothing about my love story in the past.i normally dont like to talk about personal stuff here but this was in the past.so who cares?here&#39;s the story:&lt;div&gt;
a long tme ago there&#39;s a girl who had a Myspace account for her in order to get many friends.suddenly there&#39;s a guy from ******* wanted to knw her.they started as friends to best friends. both of them really had a good tme together.every day they would talk about what&#39;s happening around them.one day, this girl told the guy that another guy asked to go out with him.she asked for his opinion as she did not hit on him.the guy then confessed to her his true feelings that he loved her more than a friend.he wanted to be someone special to her.this time around the girl accepted him just to gain some experience having relationship with someone out her league.unable to cope well with him because of his jealousy, the girl asked for a breakup.the guy couldnt accept it but she convinced him that they were not compatible.being heartbroken was the most painful feelings thus the guy asking for her back.of course the girl still in love with him but she didnt want things to repeat twice.she decided to move on.she doesn&#39;t like to burden herself so she deleted all her memories with him.their account.EVERYTHING.`the end.&lt;br /&gt;well its kinda boring story but it was a story of my life.i hope that when i am old and i looked back at this post, i will reminisce my high school memories.nothing much just memories that never erased;)&lt;/div&gt;
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ps://i hate when someone copycat my smell.please not the smell.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;but then this one look awesome but its not appropriate to wear faces printed on the shirt.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7894880721459715224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/7894880721459715224?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/7894880721459715224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/7894880721459715224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2012/10/u-never-guesso.html' title='u never guess;O'/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOzanTHKfq7qPx7YCvKjPHxTgB10vfL4ot3r9LSZZcDhnG_wqyHWAEAKofUUCceWez6kNU0z4YoPMlBBeH7y0RJg6Vx4Nbg1vAmbI1z_HrhN89nl56i928PmCc6QrjJj9NL1k27C7B1dWW/s72-c/bravado-3967-09906-1-zoom.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-7388215349111148699</id><published>2012-10-01T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-10-01T01:28:03.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>setiap yg berlaku ada hikmahnya;)</title><content type='html'>its 1 am again.oh well i must be very bz to update my blog late at night.heh.i juz learnt something new.everything is happened for a reason in other words ada hikmah setiap yg berlaku;) so smile and reflect back to myself mybe i did something wrong.or thats not the best choice because no one is perfect.i am fated to be here rather than kms.i am fated to be here without any of my friends.i am fated to be away from my family which is the first tme.i am fated to live with senior who i dont really like.we have no chemistry at all.i am fated to have no one.but it makes me think back i have Allah. He listens when im crying and help me by giving me the strength that i needed.alhamdulillah.i promised to myself to be strong and only thinks about achieving my goal.selfish? yes, i am cause sometimes i need that if i love myself.i may dissapoint with my result cause i put too much hope in it but its not wrong to have a high expectation and to keep dreaming.lately i keep reminding to myself dont sigh for everything happens.theres no point in pointing fingers.just pray to Him cause he knows the best.things are not always what i want.well this is called life, full of obstacles:)its almost 2am.so i gtg.i stillhve class tomorrow</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7388215349111148699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/7388215349111148699?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-2969888575938966869</id><published>2012-09-22T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-09-22T18:39:15.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no words can express IT.</title><content type='html'>things are really hard for me.i was bothered with many thoughts.that&#39;s life ryte?i now knw hw scary the world is.i want to say my problems here but i dont want to ruin everything i have.i should just keep it to me only but i feel like m going crazy.thats the reason i think i should express everything here.i hate when people see me crying because i hate giving excuses like m sleepy,dust etc.silence is the best way to cure everything i felt but m really grateful that there was an incidence that open my eyes to see the cruel reality.at least i knw the truth so that i&#39;ll be able to make a decision.yess it hurts but anyway its all on me.there is no point in hiding behind the truth because the wound is still there.i believe m going to recover soon.just pray for me;)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2969888575938966869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/2969888575938966869?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/2969888575938966869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/2969888575938966869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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given:conflict.i was sitting wit my group members planning since we didnt prepare anything. i know that the chair i used has a big hole in the middle of it.so instead of searching a new one i just used it. while i was chatting i felt my ass bump on the ground.gosh i fell off from the chair.sumpah malu.i tried to cover it but when i saw people who saw me laughed their ass off, i tried to cover and make poker face.when i stood up my body was shaking as i cant easily overcome the trauma.it didnt hurt at all but its hard to look at people when they were pointing their fingers at me. anyway everyone was giving to the fullest to act out the play.it was hilarious.u can see my big mouth widened showing my not so white teeth.credits to Eik Ter for his ideas to broaden the scope of the play.it was about a YB coming to my villages to ensure that we people will give our land to develop the area.so as a farmer of the village i totally disagree with him.the entrance of YB himself makes people laughed.then when i started to talk like m rapping they laughed.i was wondering but when i asked neesa bout that she told me that they saw my eyeball moving followed the script written behind my banner of rejection and they was like owh bc script rupanya.wat a shame.at last YB had been chased away by us.after the show,my friends was in shocked seeing my true colors.i might be passive all this while bcoz its going to take long time to get close to me.u see it took 3 sem for them to knw the real me.m just this kind of person.they came to me to shook my hand to say congrats for my acting.glad that i cracked from my own shell.it was awkward before bcuz i was too shy;)&lt;br /&gt;
??:i have a good mood lately</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1828452218893660327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/1828452218893660327?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/1828452218893660327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/1828452218893660327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2012/06/todayy-yaa.html' title='todayy yaa'/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-2989259975808494580</id><published>2012-06-21T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-06-21T18:32:59.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one direction towards success</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum.it was so funny when i read my older posts.my writing was so childish and i spurted everything in my mind with thousands of grammar errors.but when i looked back i recall all the feelings though i hve forgotten most of them.its all in the past. now im in third sem which is much better.i sat beside neesa n lela n m lovin it.i always laugh bcoz they r so funny and understand me well.btw i hve a crush on someone but m not going to put any hope on him.dont want to be heartbroken like i used to recently.i should open my heart and forget the past.i want to forget bout love story for a while to focus more on my stdy.i will work harder this sem.mum, i wont dissapoint u.i&#39;ll make u smile seeing my grades though its not my desire to be here.i need to pass all the obstacles to succeed in my life.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2989259975808494580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/2989259975808494580?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/2989259975808494580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/2989259975808494580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2012/06/assalamualaikum.html' title='one direction towards success'/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-5720766458397904595</id><published>2012-05-06T03:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T03:39:40.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its almost dawn</title><content type='html'>its almost 4a.m but i couldnt sleep.waiting for subuh trus laa tkowt x bgun lak japg.after reading some of the bloggers&#39; posts i feel enthusiastic to chase after my dream.i want to live a simple and luxury life.going to be a teacher soon so i may live truly a plain and simple life.started to think my future.hoping i will meet mr right soon to cherish my boring and dull life;)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5720766458397904595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/5720766458397904595?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/5720766458397904595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/5720766458397904595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2012/05/its-almost-dawn.html' title='its almost dawn'/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-1919104627161340773</id><published>2012-05-06T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T02:48:13.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awkward post</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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assalamualaikum.brrr feels awkward to update my blog since the last tme.tehee.(gara2 neesasaori rsa nk updte ni).ive got a gud news!we might be able to fly to England to further my stdy.YES england,UK.kool ryte?dont be jealouss.dream comes true after all those challengers that i faced staying here.IF this is going to happen i&#39;ll be the most happiest girl in the world.btw i think its better for me to stay away from those people who has hurting me since i step into here.i was hurt when these people isolate us just because the rumours that they heard.serioussly did they ever think of us when they did that?if they trust me they wouldnt do that.i hate when people are making their assumptions without knowing the truth.for all this while i guess m right when i chose her to be my bff.i never think she would do such thing.she destroy my loyalty when she told someone that she shouldnt bout me.she frowns when i told her bout my crush.she hates to hear my problems.she is stingy.she acts like she&#39;s the one who raised me.she&#39;s using me whenever she wants to.is this wat u called a bff?i was shocked when she truthfully told me that she hated to hear my complains.my heart is bleeding at that moment right away she spites those hateful words.i stuttered bcoz my heart was crying.i promised to myself that i&#39;ll never tell her my life,my problems,nothing bout me.when its tme for us to divide the task to do some props things,she instructed us to follow her.when i see her true colors and i fell like i cant stand her anymore i tried to avoid her cause m afraid one day i will explode and tell everyone her shit attitude.i thought everything is gonna be alright when i keep silence but when i heard she tells evrybody she has NO IDEA y we mad,i knw right away wat she is trying to do.try to gain people&#39;s attention to symphatize wit u.pity u biatch.i guess no one wants to be on ur side.we keep to fuck our mouth shut in order to keep our madness towards u.we tried our best to let it be.serioussly i feel like i was lied by these people by their nice looking fce.it was hurt when u see ur own friends turning their heads whenever u talk to them and they just cant hide their awkward faces.i dont blame them but at least cant they ask us wat happened or dont interfere.i guess they dont undestand after all.we tried our best to hide this shit things.i was thinking let it pass by time cause i dont want to settle it.i will leave her the way i found her for the first tme i met her.i might be cruel but i hate to lie to myself.if i cant accept her anymore wat&#39;s the point i keep her?m happy the way i am now.i will try to delete those memories because it feels like someone stabs me&lt;br /&gt;
this is wat i feel from the bottom of my heart.i dont need to explain anything to anyone.they dont hve any right to judge me.sorry if anyone terasa.really its not my intention.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;if u look carefully.i hve no expression.this is when m happy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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pray for me so that i can accept the fact i need to study here for another 5 yrs.silly me.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6614719032443795502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/6614719032443795502?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/6614719032443795502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/6614719032443795502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2011/09/sucks.html' title='sucks'/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-5329398243176342675</id><published>2011-07-15T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:43:13.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy tears go away from my life</title><content type='html'>im having a big problem.my eyes are swollen as i cant stop crying.lately my life is miserable and i need a place to confess everything.i never been this sad before.as u know im studying in maktab ipoh.yesterdayy i&#39;ve got a call from mara that i passed the interview so they called to inform me to register on 19 july at kolej mara seremban.i told my mom thinking she might give me some time to think bout it.my mom said okayy u think first and make a decision.last night my dad called to tell me that i should be staying here as im working under government not a department.okayy im crying thinking how my life has been decided by my parents.i told my mom to call mara to ask more details bout this things.then i knew just now the offered is for overseas means i have to stdy at kms for 2 yrs then i will fly to new zealand for 4 yrs if my pointers achieve their target.my mom and dad didnt allow me to leave this maktab.im fine with it but to stdy overseas is my dream since i was small.when i told my mom that is my dream she asked me to go there for holiday when im working later.to be honest im so frustrated.staying alone in this room makes my eyes teary again.i&amp;nbsp;hope someone will understand me but i guess no one will never understand me.most of my friend said that it has fated for me to be here.i dont care if i have to stay here like 20 yrs as im comfortable staying here.i&#39;ve got many understanding friends but it is my dream.is it wrong for me to chase my dream?when im sitting for spm they told me to get straight a&#39;s to stdy overseas but when i got it they asked me to follow their decision.im not talking bad bout my parents but im so dissapointed of them.u have got no idea how frustrated i am.i hope time can cure everything that i will delete this stupid decision form my life.i dont want to regret this later when i have kids.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5329398243176342675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/5329398243176342675?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/5329398243176342675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/5329398243176342675'/><link 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hang out,hw she missed all of us.to be honest im freakin sensitive when u talk bout friends.see im cryin when im typin the word friends.i knw u cant see me.wat a crap.actually there was an incident where i was pushed away to somewhere and i was thinkin my friends wont do that.i was sobbering for the stupid things.i was thinking by myself y im crying?theres nothing to cry for.im just being too sensitive.its not like im not happy being here but only todayy im crying.it should be a month ago.what i hate the most is the rules.i cant wear the way i dressed outside.no skinny jeans.the top should be below the knee.im fine with it but sometimes this annoyed me as im not that kind of person who can change and adapt to the environment.i knw its my profession that i have to but i dont want to be hypocrite.i want my heart to do that not only physically.suddenly todayy im feelin like going home but there is no way.my home is too far away and im so tired to go home every week.i miss my family.listening to save you song by sp is like im yelling for a help.i wanna go home so badly.i want to be the old me.i dont want to change anything bout me.i like the way i was.singing stay close,dont go by secondhand serenade alone is not kool.i want to sing with my girls.i think i should stop.i dont want my eyes swollen as i have class tomorrow.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3206776997635254231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/3206776997635254231?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/3206776997635254231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/3206776997635254231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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lost about 5kg.haha.there was a night where i couldnt sleep so i woke up.while waiting i made a quick decision that i want to take a bath earlier so that i didnt have to rush since we have to gather at 5am.on 3.45am i went to bathroom to take a shower.no one was there and the atmosphere was silence and scary like we watch horror movie.at that tyme i didnt think any of that.i took a long tyme to take a shower suddenly i heard the water tapping so i was thinking owh finally someones here but when i think about it i didnt hear any sound of shoe soles.then my heart beating faster i wish i can run away but i make myself relax.i put on towel as fast as i can and leave.i walk away.when i reached my room i grateful that im fine.when i told my friend this thing they warned me not to do it again.when i think bout it i never think that i have done that.it took courage and i dont have that.forget bout that.i love studying here.no pressure.awesome roomate.smell of hardwork and kool senior.i dont see anything bad.maybe im newbies so i dont knw much.to all my lovely gff i always love u.wish me the best.if i get 3.8 to 4 i will have the chance to further my studies in england for 2 yrs.hopefully my dream will come true.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6392532278302651504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/6392532278302651504?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/6392532278302651504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/6392532278302651504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2011/06/beginning-of-new-life-in-ipg.html' title='beginning of new life in 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this.u?matriks?maktab?so after thinking like crazy i made my last decision.i wanna go to maktab.i think this is the best for me.my parents support me damn much to choose maktab rather than others.the reason?surely i have the job.at first i dont wanna be a teacher but after thinking how hard these days to get a job i chose maktab.my aunt also a teacher.only a few years working,she can afford to buy honda city.being a teacher have a lot of free tyme.when im getting married for sure i wanna spend most of my tyme with my fam.i have to think for future.if i only think about wat i want to be without thinking of my future evrything will be useless.i accept all this as my fate.omg i cant wear my shawl anymore for the tyme being as i have to wear the casual outfit.white tudung,white baju kurung and black shoes.i will be goin to ipoh this june.i will miss my friend.i love u all.never ever think that i will be this far.im gonnna miss all our memories but dont forget me.i will post ur gift as u do.to my lovely friends who didnt get maktab maybe its not ur career in future.think in positive way.this is truly my last words to u.im not trying to cherish u but please take it as ur fate.im freakin sad that i didnt get mara.im being moody the whole day thinking bout that.when i rethink bout it i know its not my desire.i just want to success in the intvw bcause i dont want to be such a failure.plus if i get maktab and mara i dont knw wat to choose since some of my fam want me to choose mara and some maktab.but one thing for sure my parents want me to choose maktab.till we meet again girlfiriends.daaa</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5926442203872005408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/5926442203872005408?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>intvw mara</title><content type='html'>hey all.it has been ages since my last post.i wanna tell u something.finally i got interview mara.at first when i apply for mara i want this badly.but then when i need to go for an intvw i feel like cmon i dont wanna do this anymore.some sort of tired went for an intvw.but my mom told me to go and i feel like mybe i should go.i will decide later.so i went to shah alam for the intvw.one night b4 i called nina to ask her and she told me that they are going to ask us to make a bridge connecting two table using the spagheti.so i google for it but there are lots of them.so im not sure whether im gonna use the one that i google.when i was waiting outside the room with my group im freakin nervous.6 boys and 2 girls including me.we must sit according to the no given.so i have to sit between of them and the other girl sit at the end.idk wat to talk about.i heard most of them are 9 a&#39;s that makes me more scared to talk.then boy sitting beside me asked&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;b:skola mane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;i:asma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
suddenly the other boy sitting next to me asked&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;b:sultanah asma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;i:ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;b:datang dri kedah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;i:ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;b:datang smalam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;i:ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;datang ngan parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;i:ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;b:name ape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;i:**** *******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;b:owh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;b:main pancaragam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;i:dak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;b:ambk course ape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;i:tesl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
so thats only our conversation.im not snobbish.it just that im so nervous that i cant talk.i wanna ask him back but im not comfortable since we sat too close.u can even see my pores thats y i hate it.but when the others heard &amp;nbsp;that i came from kedah they asked me this and that.afiq then tell us the plan to make the spagheti bridge.he told us to pretend to be shock like&quot;owh spagheti&#39;&amp;nbsp;they are so funny and make me comfortable to be in their group.i didnt talk so much during the intvw.the boys overwheelming the girls.they talk a lot and even name the bridge.&#39;our bridge&#39;&#39;mara bridge&#39; and even &#39;anggerik bridge&#39; since we have to assemble at anggerik mall.the boy from penang wanna help me by asking me to tie the spagheti.&quot;do u wanna help me tie this?&quot;&quot;no,idk but let me hold it&quot;the boy even laugh when i said that.when the question being asked to me my answer have alot of &#39;and um&#39;.the coclusion is i ruined my intvw.i should be comfortable with my surrounding&lt;br /&gt;
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ps:i went to shah alam for the intvw.so im deadly tired.pray for me which path should i choose</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1897464290301770379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/1897464290301770379?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/1897464290301770379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/1897464290301770379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2011/05/intvw-mara.html' title='intvw mara'/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-7983435782199767322</id><published>2011-04-20T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T15:00:21.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna crush u</title><content type='html'>i watched glee last night and i couldnt sleep thinking of sammy evans.he is my second crush after bieber.before this i already fell in love wit him but watching him with bieber style he looks so cute.i think bieber haircut suits him.since i didnt go to jb&#39;s concert its enough for me if i watched his movie but i dont have the oppurtunity to do so.here is the video of glee last night.hopefully u like it like i do.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;ps://yes im a GLEEK&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7983435782199767322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/7983435782199767322?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/7983435782199767322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/7983435782199767322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wanna-crush-u.html' title='i wanna crush u'/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-4338183182027539989</id><published>2011-04-18T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T23:53:08.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interview i wish i love</title><content type='html'>hey all.i miss u bloggss.lately im busy with my preparation for interview pluss internet connection got a big problem.u knw wat?todayy is a big dayy.i have an interview at ipda.i wish u knw wat is it.future teacher loh.i wear my shawl as usual,my baju kurung and my vincci shoes.have u ever heard a girl go for an interview wear shawls like u want to partayy?i did that.im not weirdo but i feel comfortable to wear like i used to.so without wasting tyme,this is my crap tyme during the interview.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;me:M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;interviewer:I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I:okayy wat do u think about social network like fb to teenagers?i mean do u agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M:yes.because people need that to communicate with others.like me i talk 2 my old friend using fb.even last night i talk wit my friend about todayy.wat to prepare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I:uhumm.owh really?so wat did u prepare?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M:1 malaysia and vision 2020&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I:tell me about 1 malaysia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M:1 malaysia is inspired by our prime minister najib tun razak.the logo of 1 malaysia is no 1 and inside the number 1 is jalur gemilang and word malaysia.1 malaysia is about combination of 3 races such as malay,chinese and indian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I:so wat about other races in sarawak?they r not 1 malaysia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M:yes they r also 1 malaysia but 1 malaysia is mostly about these 3 races&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I:who is the minister of education?deputy minister of education 1 and 2?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M:Y.A.B dato muhyiddin bin mohd yasin.dr ir wee ka siong.dr mohd puad bin zarkashi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I:i can see that u r doing homework ryte?u rin the right path.then give me the third rukun negara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M:errrr.i dont know.can u change the topic?&lt;br /&gt;
I:NO.then list me rukun negara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M:kepercayaan kpd raja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then when the interviewer make bunkface i changed my answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M:eeeeh.kesetiaan kpd raja.then i dont know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I:u have to read a lot.so i can see that u r so fashionable.(look from top to the bottom of me)follow the fashion.so wat do u think about fashionable teacher?teacher who likes to follow the trend?do u agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M:yes.of course.im still young.but when i become a teacher i will change my fashion.as a teacher we should be fashionable because if teacher is messy students will talk something bad about the teacher.we have to be fashionable because when the students see it will give them first impression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I:i agree wit u.a teacher should be fashionable but dont over fashion(i feel like he said to me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M:okayy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I:okayy.that&#39;s all.tq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M:tq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;ps://just come back from mall to release my tension.looking for jb&#39;s album but they all sold out.new album hasnt arrive yet.wat a kora&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/4338183182027539989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6023329336097490962/4338183182027539989?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/4338183182027539989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6023329336097490962/posts/default/4338183182027539989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveu-stars.blogspot.com/2011/04/interview-i-wish-i-love.html' title='interview i wish i love'/><author><name>memey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12470185291136800385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE_jOiS3m_xmWITIQ-PzJQdwvNTD8fPoB3vCMTCDMa9grHv3xiPU81kYcBQOzfvPon0XKCdFe1TmBlUyQMc4mmOkZt_LzsXwbuylKmSKY5EWYs0q4d_-dH4fP77Zs6hpY/s220/penang...jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQAdGTr_tMOKsbpAuxkbbh3JIioPDz2WSnJSXHmt-KdhpRSM_vvd3rab1P5u38x1QOs42WAdCY_hOCOgaUCNKoX3wAVP6SeWU6SSpXU87j2CFzEdmbJssmUrb56ElcJhPxZQZdeBxXOGKn/s72-c/DSC01467.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6023329336097490962.post-8541595467245173055</id><published>2011-04-12T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T23:01:39.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awful YOU</title><content type='html'>oh my Gucci.todayy i have good news and freaking news.so good news or freaking news first?let me guess freaking news ryte?i got plkn.u knw PLKN?the place where people get all tanned and thin.it doesnt suits me at all.i will go on 15 may.lucky me at least i dont have to celebrate my bufday in a camp.awful.the venue?langkawi baby.i live in jitra.y did u pick me and put me in langkawi?im scared.i wish i will get friends.i will miss u bff.good news?i got maktab but not sure yet since i have to attend an interview this monday.i will do my best.pray for me.if i get maktab in june i will leave u PLKN.maktab thanks 4 saving me.i hope i wont be negro.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUSAT BERKUMPUL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;DEWAN WAWASAN, JITRA&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEGERI PUSAT BERKUMPUL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;KEDAH&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAMA KEM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;KEM PLKN LAGENDA SERI NEGERI, LANGKAWI, KEDAH&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BANDAR KEM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;LANGKAWI&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEGERI KEM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;KEDAH&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TARIKH LAPOR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;15-MAY-2011&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MASA LAPOR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;9:30 PAGI&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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how could u? y dont recall those things that we used to do with our love one when both having a problem.things can changed.when the decision has made things still can be changed so for the reason like &#39;wat goes around comes around&#39; is useless.sincerely this post has nothing to do with anyone.so the main point is i wanna tell u that im&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #674ea7;&quot;&gt;crying for u bebeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.its u &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #674ea7;&quot;&gt;shahirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.u really makes me cry.i think every single words is ur true feelings and it comes out from bottom of ur heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;crying words:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;aku rasa aku yang salah  kot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;sbb  memilih tuk menjadi rapat dgn kau..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;tuk kongsi hal2 peribadi aku dgn kau..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;KEPERCAYAAN..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;aku mmng dh maafkan kau dh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;segala2nya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;cuma satu ja aku mintak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;TOLONG JANGAN GANGGU HIDUP  AKU LAGI..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;CUKUP LA  SETAKAT DULU SAJA KITA KENAL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;JANGAN CUBA NAK DEKAT2 DENGAN AKU LG DAH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;ENOUGH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;AKU DH MMNG SAKIT HATI  SANGAT DH NH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;DAN AKU  XMAU HATI AKU NH TERUS SAKIT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;bb KITA XPENAH SEFAHAMAN  PUN..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;TAK  PENAH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;aku cuma  faham kau sebagai KAWAN AKU..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;aku lebih menghargai SEBUAH PERSAHABATAN ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;daripada PERASAAN YANG TAH  APA2 TUH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;mmng ad faktanya yg  mengatakan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;PEREMPUAN  AKAN LEBIH MEMILIH PERCINTAAN DARIPADA PERSAHABATAN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;mmng xboleh dipertikaikan  semua tuh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;ini  adlah berdasarkan kajian..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;tp  kalau RASA CINTA PADA ALLAH MELEBIHI SEGALA2NYA..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;mungkin semua nh masih boleh  dikawal kn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;ok..aku  bukanlah sapa2 tuk menilai kau&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;dan kita teruskan hidup  masing2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;anggap  kita hanyalah sebagai kawan lama waktu sek men saja..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;xlebih pada tuh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;hidup aku baru saja nk  bermula..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;terus  menuju ke puncak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;when u have a friend write these words wat will u do?i feel like useless when i have nothing to do when a friend is crying somewhere thinking how regret she was befriend with some other friend.thinking of my friend is suffering alone makes me suffer too.is this wat real bff really means?when bff hurting us the wound takes time to heal.love to bff faded for the time being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;if this is the reality for having bff maybe in future i will only have a lot of friends.the truth is reality is always different from imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;p/s:im not a crybaby.lately sad songs touch my heart.maybe at this age i realized wat real world is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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