<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:55:03.891-07:00</updated><category term='tired and hyper'/><category term='.........'/><category term='my chemical romance concert romance'/><category term='movies'/><category term='skip school'/><category term='tiredd siaa'/><category term='blame me'/><category term='ohhbloodyno.'/><category term='i wanna go to the place where my dreams exist.'/><category term='i&apos;ll do anything to soar away with you.'/><category term='nshegoestralalalaa'/><category term='saturdays'/><category term='i want to rewind back to the past.'/><category term='examss'/><category term='lucky we&apos;re in love in every way.'/><category term='your inspiration is the loss of absolutely everything.'/><category term='ineedyou.'/><category term='people.'/><category term='ahhh'/><category term='friends forever.'/><category term='......'/><category term='woohoos'/><category term='updates baybehh'/><category term='mychemicalromance'/><category term='yesterday&apos;s mania'/><category term='lost'/><category term='tiredd n dreading the work'/><category term='boredom...'/><category term='sick of it.'/><category term='shoutout'/><category term='and it all raced by'/><category term='music'/><category term='yesterday&apos;s agenda'/><category term='desicions.'/><category term='school'/><category term='it&apos;s again my turn to win some.'/><category term='idontwannaloseher.'/><category term='=)'/><category term='life'/><category term='hawwt guyy uhhs'/><category term='checkyesjuliet'/><category term='iloveyou.'/><category term='beb'/><category term='dontblamemewhenithappens.'/><category term='sheadoresthewayhedoes.'/><category term='newblog'/><category term='....'/><category term='bored.'/><category term='lalalala'/><category term='.....'/><category term='i&apos;m yours.'/><title type='text'>no sir, i'm not taking the blame...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-8107244425599822017</id><published>2009-10-22T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T04:27:52.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i like unicorns.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;heyya, so, today .&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; last official day for the year 12s&lt;/span&gt;. i'm gonna miss harassing them (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;they were basically going crazy today, haha, runnin around the place. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;signed phill's shirt - "i wuv you - Aly"&lt;/span&gt; haha. i just finished talking to him for a  while. izz has a theory he might be trying to do me -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;dadadumm, they went to mullaz and went crazy as well -.-" &amp;amp;having a party tonight. now i can't wait for 3 years time .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;this this this weekend ! saturday, out with the family, going over to hakim's . for . some shit . idk . haha . and and and sunday ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;scott wants to buy me ice cream at joondalup . sped . &amp;amp;he calls me oscar the grouch coz i apparently have a go at him every minute -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;i want to go in his carrr, it looks awesome, him driving i mean . he has a tendency to wake me up at night with his random texts and tells me he just got drunk 0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND SOUNDWAVE 2010 ! &lt;/span&gt;the lineup is filled with my personal faves: mcr, paramore, escape the fate, all time low, taking back sunday etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;the tickets are 150 bucks hey, but i guess it's worth it. mum gave me a yes-no answer. i was like this can be my birthday present . please .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;i can't wait for december, to go back to singapore . but i can't wait for the summer holidays, i have soo many people to catch up with .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;ohmygoddzxzxzxz, im hungry . okay bye i wanna eattt ! and also also watch melrose place :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:century gothic;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;EHH ARFAH, I MISS YOU .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;bye x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-8107244425599822017?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/8107244425599822017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=8107244425599822017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8107244425599822017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8107244425599822017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-like-unicorns.html' title='i like unicorns.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-5494663045275921550</id><published>2009-10-22T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T04:38:33.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>re-up ; i'm back (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;i'll be updating soon .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;i left the blog for a bit coz i couldn't be fucked .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:century gothic;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-5494663045275921550?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/5494663045275921550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=5494663045275921550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5494663045275921550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5494663045275921550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/10/re-up-im-back.html' title='re-up ; i&apos;m back (:'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-7386856086732320698</id><published>2009-08-06T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T05:38:35.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we were always meant to say goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 294px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/dangerous.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;murder on the dancefloor ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyho [: it's thursday already. oh gosh . mmm, school has been good to me. minus all the reluctance to murder some people. jeez, i dont know why bitches even exist in the world. oh right, they make everything unbalanced and totally challenge the likes of karma. AND I DO NOT LIKE BRONTE TOUCHING LUKE. no no no. slut . no one likes her &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[thats technically wrong] &lt;/span&gt;and she touches him like they're going out but they're not. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;outbursts like these tend to make me contemplate on making my blog private&lt;/span&gt;. i never quite bothered coz i figured i talked way to much and can't help but NOT keep things in summary ' so no one reads it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to Zee Avi, yeah she's cool [: over the top of my grandma blending chilli and that but, good enough . anyways, recap of this week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;: stayed at home, still sick. spent the day, EATING .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;:first day back ever since the wednesday before. i had phys ed with izzy and fuck, i never knew how tiring 800 metres was. i had that science MSE testing thingy, it was what ? NINE IN THE MORNING . jeez. my brain was not functioning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wednesday:&lt;/span&gt; i had jewellery, causing a brief incident with luke, well nothing really, just the fact he looked at me weird and waved and i did a spastic smile [: courtney was hyperventilating. haha then we were talking about her guy jodie. me &amp;amp; ames were stalking luke at recess, good ol fun. omfg, i miss amiee so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;: i had visual arts and mr smoker is a big fat artistic bitch. i mean honestly, ive never seen an artistic person THAT pissy. jeez, i miss mrs byfield, she was supernice. im honestly having a huge distate in art thanks to him. i was all pissy at him coz i didnt get to sit with steph and izzy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;: DREADING PHOTOGRAPHY. i dont want that. no no no . and phys ed. like omfgggg. no one's in photography. at all ! and i was suppose to be in D&amp;amp;T with izz but they kicked me out coz it was full but amiee got in ?!  waddafuck. i'll try change again, like most deffo. CASSIE DAVIS is coming tmoz , she's uber cool with th whole self produced music and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;: KENDURI, shit shit shit , LIKE FCKIN 80 PLATES TO WASH, DRY AND KEEP. and the setting up . jeezzzzzz. i suggested paper plates but mum was all like then thats not good enough ==" i'm looking forward to seeing the peeple though. i loveeee reunions [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;i don't know what's happening the rest of the week. okay sunday, but still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have like a book frenzy going on with me, idk why though. i've read 5 books in just a little more than a week. books as in, one book is at least 300 pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NERD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay, i want to go make myself a drink. goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-7386856086732320698?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/7386856086732320698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=7386856086732320698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7386856086732320698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7386856086732320698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-were-always-meant-to-say-goodbye.html' title='we were always meant to say goodbye.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-3956806569223671864</id><published>2009-07-30T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:50:28.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;you know it's by instinct.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i699.photobucket.com/albums/vv356/pashhur/38937_courtneylove54.jpg" alt="fashion Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;make the world your runway ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;aliyah is back. yes i guess it would be annoying if i kept updating my blog whenever i feel like, when people actually read it but in my case, i bet 0.00000000000000000000000001% of the people i know+strangers do read my blog, so it won't make much of a difference. currently, im slouched in front of the computer screen and dealing with a fever &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which i strongly believe that is honestly making me go slowly irrational &amp;amp; sadistic ; in other words, mentally crazy -.-" )&lt;/span&gt; I haven't been out with friends in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, my recent trip to singapore two weeks ago ^.^ i felt like it was ultimate freedom, considering the facts that it was only my sister and i. i got in trouble with my auntie a couple of times for not coming back on curfew, but she couldnt stay mad at me long &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thank god) &lt;/span&gt;i enjoyed every bit of it [: the love i was getting from my relatives were breathtaking, i missed them a lot, and pain drilled into me, knowing i only see them once every 12 months and a maximum visit of a little over a month each time. i was lucky this year, i had the trip that just passed and the end of year trip which i can't wait for. the recent trip was also a whirlwind for my already destroyed love life, don't ask. that bit of my social life, has neverrrr everr worked out, and i doubt that it ever will. in a while. boys are the weirdest creatures on the planet. on the sort of ironically funny side of things, there was this 'rumour' going on that this nenek was going around knocking on people's doors at inappropriate time&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (like after midnight)&lt;/span&gt; asking them to buy keropok and if they refused she'll make her 'friend' to force them to. it kinda made me crack up laughing but still sent shivers down my spine. i do believe in the supernatural. i dreaded the moment when i had to fly back home, i was reluctant and i was in one of my really determined moods that day, i kept refusing to go home and asked for an extension. obviously, my auntie just let me rant and rant until i shut up, which i eventually did. i couldn't look anyone in the eye that day, i knew i would break down and knowing me, i do not break down without fight. when we went pass the immigration thingy, it was funny coz it was 5 minutes till the boarding gate closed and my sister kept on saying fr us to leave right now, i was standing in line for a burger at hungry jack's. i got all pissy at her and we ran all the way to the boarding gate. it'd be superfunny if we missed our plane. not really, but yeah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the present, i've been binge eating and i've been wanting to start exercising on a regular basis but im simply lazy, jeez, i want muscles like isolde larkins (L) no, she's not some famous foreign bodybuilder, she's my best friend in the whole world. it's like she understands me. OMG that reminds me, im currently reading the Vampire Academy series by Richelle Mead [: i have to admit it's wayy better than Twilight&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (i think most people are caught on that because of the cheesy/"everything we dreamed of" love story with the hot guy and accident prone chick)&lt;/span&gt; it kicks ass more then Twilight does and it's more diverse and the plots are a heck loads of action packed and i bet the vampires are better defined [: that's what i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;by the looks of how much i have to scroll down, i should stop blogging. so i'm off to get something to eat before i die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-3956806569223671864?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-1400264953085866977</id><published>2009-06-27T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T07:32:21.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>breakdown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm22/wonder_lick/Hearts/loverain.jpg" border="0" alt="love rain over me Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;falling hearts ; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh my i never got over you .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;she told herself repeatedly that she didnt love him anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;somehow thinking that if she said it enough times, it will sink in.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but it never did.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;not even through the days, the weeks, the months.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;she had her happy days where she entirely forgets.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;then her loss creeps in again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dragging her down to tears.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;she stops and thinks that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;its not worth crying over.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but she does anyway.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;even after she lets it all out,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;her mind still ponders about him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;her heart still needing him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;she could feel a stake through the heart,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the feeling she had when she first lost him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;it pains her inside so much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;she eternally bleeds in silence.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;she misses him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;he is her light.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;he is her soul.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;he is who she needs to be her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;without him ; she doesnt exist.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;so why, she asks, was it not meant to be?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;was this just a crude test?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;to see her crumble?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;to see her feel alone &amp;amp; depressed?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;she always had her friends and family&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;always there to cheer her up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but she knew deep inside,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;how cold her heart was without him by her side.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;she hates herself sometimes ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;thinking that it is her own fault that hes gone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;thinking that she couldve changed the future.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;she couldve stopped this tragedy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but too late for regrets now,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;as she lay on her bed,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;reminiscing the days.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;she knows he doesnt want her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;he doesnt miss her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;he doesnt love her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but she still hopes and she dreams.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and she smiles and cries when&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the memories flood back.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;she just hopes she won't go insane one day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;because she knew she meant it when she said to him,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I can't live without you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and she knew she meant it when she whispered those words,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Baby, i love you. Forever&amp;amp;always."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;so why did you have to go?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-1400264953085866977?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/1400264953085866977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=1400264953085866977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1400264953085866977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1400264953085866977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/06/breakdown.html' title='breakdown.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm22/wonder_lick/Hearts/th_loverain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-4280783732477661999</id><published>2009-06-13T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:10:43.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the awesomest (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;HELLO .&lt;br /&gt;wow, for some reason i'm feeling highly ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not blogging in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, highlights of last week, weren't so much as highlights so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;YESTERDAY WAS FUNNESTTTT (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;amie+steph+izzy = &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;( L )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lakeside, &amp;amp;shoppinng for izzy's mum's present. we had those weird balls of ice cream . it was nice though. came across luke (well steph &amp;amp; izz) who said he was busy and could not come . LIAR. i  tried stalking him but i couldnt even find him . i was gonna have a huge go at him. Izzy came by an old friend, Veronica was it ? we were acting like spastic retards as usual. Steph bought like almost the whole Smiggle shop, jeez. anywho, here's pictures, the first three at jayjays &amp;amp; neoprintsss (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 338px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG00015.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 338px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG00016.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 426px; height: 340px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG00017.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 432px; height: 323px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_3621.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;we're awesome aren't we ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we should do that againnn (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp;when i got home, people were coming over for yet another BBQ&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;. i miss seeing the familiar faces whom i didnt get to see yesterday.&lt;/span&gt; i played a whole heck of Wii (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;im seriously begging for the drums &amp;amp; the mic for the Guitar Hero: World Tour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i'm gonna do today . i was hoping to go to the park with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ames &amp;amp; Luke.&lt;/span&gt; but i might have to go out with my parents. I already asked my dad if we can go watch Angels &amp;amp; Demons today . after th park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, i've wanted to watch that since .. like ages ago . &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;im a nerdd 8-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been such a bad binge eater recently. I have to stop. jeez, i have the strong will . oh yes i do. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm watching the MTV Movie Awards '09 now (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's awesomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. &amp;amp;oh yeah i can't stop saying awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;speaking with a lipth, thanks to izz &amp;amp; kells. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;jeez, shannon rance is a big bitch . oh well, already go through this last year, i dnt really mind though .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy done for now . might update on th same post later .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveeyouss (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-4280783732477661999?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/4280783732477661999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=4280783732477661999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4280783732477661999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4280783732477661999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/06/awesomest.html' title='the awesomest (:'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-8967038977184441731</id><published>2009-06-01T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:12:41.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tattoos are just a way to say thankyou.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 305px; height: 385px;" src="http://i453.photobucket.com/albums/qq254/SGP_666/kat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she is awesome (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i havent blogged for a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i keep planning to but then i shrug it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i am on my bed, with my daddy's Mac, struggling to keep my eyes open even though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;its only a quarter till ten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i really should get some shut eye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because i've got the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;lightning carnival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;its going to be extremely lame but at least i get to see my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so it was the long weekend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and im glad its over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was dragging by so slow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;on saturday it was a day out with th family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;even an hour of karaoke,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;rofl tht was good fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i spent sunday, cleaning the house,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;slacking in front of the computer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and chatting to luke till past midnight (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;i don't know how close we've gotten,&lt;br /&gt;even if it is through msn.&lt;br /&gt;it's roughly more than 10 hours of chatting altogether,&lt;br /&gt;in only 3 days 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;today was quite the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;slacking, chatting, and oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;70 minutes worth of chat, on the phone with my favourite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;person in the whole wideee world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;isode larkins (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:24;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;plus i kicked arse at guitar hero for like two hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and nfs: carbon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;nerrdddd 8-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;AND OMG, I SAW THE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW MOON&lt;/span&gt; TRAILER,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;PURE AWESOMENESTTT :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;that totally made my day, here you are :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=58186608,t=1,mt=video" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;i can't wait untill novemberrrr :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;who wants to watch it with meee ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;heh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well, its ten, no one interesting is online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(rofl no offence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;so i will head off to bed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and get ready for an early start at six tomorrw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;because i have to do the laundryy =='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;goodnight everybody (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ps : this blog post is very random, just like me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-8967038977184441731?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/8967038977184441731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=8967038977184441731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8967038977184441731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8967038977184441731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/06/she-is-awesome-hello-i-havent-blogged.html' title='tattoos are just a way to say thankyou.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-5303699144702540921</id><published>2009-05-22T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:38:19.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't wait for you to shut me up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 415px; height: 277px;" src="http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd87/another_sweet_folk/mindless.jpg" alt="Mindless Self Indulgence! Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mindless self indulgence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="uName"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="uName"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hello, weirdlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am very very very tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ISOLDE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVEEEEEEEEEE YOUUUUU !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heh, i just got back from her place after the surprise party :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was just talking &amp;amp; snacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was really nice bonding and that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i forgot to camwhore with them again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;next weekend, lakeside ? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about parties,&lt;br /&gt;one of the year 12s are having a party&lt;br /&gt;with alcohol = = '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, steph's sister, kaitlin wasn't suppose to go&lt;br /&gt;coz of that, shes faking it and saying shes&lt;br /&gt;sleeping over someones place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i was waiting for luke to go online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;but he probs got invited to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;he's getting wasted, hooking up with all these other chicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;he has a date on the weekends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;with this random girl who rides his bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can't keep up with his social life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;how am i suppose to ask him out now?&lt;br /&gt;shitshitshit.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;he gets bored easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh, &amp;amp; im certain you wont ever take me back.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that im not the same person you fell in love with&lt;br /&gt;a year ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHHAHHAHAH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;a b-side to izzy's bdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i randomly went up to luke and asked him to sign her balloon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he didnt say happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;it was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'luke says hi'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and im like .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dofussss XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;luke:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*grubling* omg why do so many ppl know me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;coz they do. now shut up and write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;luke:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;still grumbling and struggling to write. (20 cm away from my face )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hahha his friends were like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hi, who are you? *weird face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hi*waves*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;did you get on with luke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;luke:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;shit i cant write now *struggling to write on the balloon.&amp;amp;done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*walking away and shouting. NOT YET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends&amp;amp;luke:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughing. talking about what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny shiiiiiit !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;before that&lt;br /&gt;the first time i asked him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;he was like walking midway with his belt open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well he was adjusting it&lt;br /&gt;he's like huh ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and he looked down there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and i followed his gaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and i laughed out loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and he ran to the toilet holding his pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(now he's gonna kill me if he reads it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay enough about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MRIMANERDWHOSABIGSHOWOFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired and i still have my makeup on = = '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahh movies i need to catch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;x Transformer : Revenge of the Fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;x New Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x Night at the Museum 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x The Proposal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;x Angels &amp;amp; Demons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;x Watchmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;x Star Trek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x Harry Potter 6th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so many movies to get through.&lt;br /&gt;i probs will have a movie night with friends :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;i can't wait for monday though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;school again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;hehe, im such a freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh, weekends bore me coz well i am confined = = '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think im gonna go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;i give up on waiting for luke.&lt;br /&gt;he should be making out with some chick right now&lt;br /&gt;and not notice that he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess im too late.&lt;br /&gt;he probs already found a gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;goodnight (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;falling away with you.&lt;br /&gt;i think our lives have just begun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="uName"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-5303699144702540921?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/5303699144702540921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=5303699144702540921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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backyard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 283px;" src="http://i477.photobucket.com/albums/rr134/sooutofcontext11/30h3.jpg" alt="3oh3 Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;30h!3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="uName"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u154/RaiderRix/funny%20icons/jackquote33.jpg" alt="funny icon Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i feel like random today (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i kicked my own arse at trying to learn eye of the tiger on guitar yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;i sat there for a whole frikin three hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;demolishing myself with cuts and bruises thanks to the harsh wires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;finding out that my music teacher was absent and i did that for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;but i'm glad i had a good practice with my guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm gonna try learn bella's lullaby on keyboards now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;it looks fuckloads hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i havent been camwhoring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;which is a humungous surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;btw, i feel like i don't know who i am anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yes, i do think before i do things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but i'm very biased at who i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i can't figure myself out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'm very unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;espacially towards myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;okay, i'll blog when i'm bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;plus i wanna go put streaks in my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i seriously wanna go for blonde streaks in my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;like random ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;not now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;okay bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;i'm reliving the twilight chaos(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;omg, i'm conquering the fuckedup dancefloor, bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-1266017146701088038?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/1266017146701088038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u154/RaiderRix/funny%20icons/th_jackquote33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-5303171783531261997</id><published>2009-05-14T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:01:35.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in nostalgia's prescence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="text"&gt;                              &lt;div class="header1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Wednesday, December 17, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i'm still pondering about you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;as i've told you, just maybe, you hide your feelings from yourself, for reasons i have yet to know, and so do you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i'm in such a problematique that i can't seem to figure all of this out . yes, i know, i do love you but . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;am i suppose to accept you again ? i feel ultimately useless, as i feel you want me back when you feel like it and chuck me away when you don't . i know what a sincere person you are, and i trust you . but it's like the boy who cried wolf . i really don't know what to do . i can't seem to live without you but if i accept you might just throw me away again . now you said you love me but you'll think about it if you'll take me back . i don't want to get hurt again, and i know you don't want to live ur life knowing you've made me cry and never apologised .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i'm irrevocably&amp;amp;unconditionally in love with you, i'm not lying .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i confessed again my feelings . to which you professed your undying love as well .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i know you mean it, i'm just not so sure if you'll change your mind .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;can i just please you with the fact that love's not a game and im not a player ? i follow your desicions as i'm so lovesick . and my only remedy is to love you more .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i don't get our love story . i want it to happen but please don't complicate it anymore .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;xxx .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;it's not once, that you hurt me, it's the third time. i know i've done wrong, but ... why three times. i miss you . i love you. i want you . i need you . you're so many things in my life. and right now, things have been going really bad, and you're just not there fr me anymore .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;i'm hurting inside, im dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-5303171783531261997?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/5303171783531261997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=5303171783531261997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5303171783531261997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5303171783531261997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-december-17-2008-im-still.html' title='in nostalgia&apos;s prescence.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-1337772820728900341</id><published>2009-05-14T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T06:00:46.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'llbegonebeforeyoufuckingknowit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 230px; height: 173px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/HJFoster/Funny%20Photos/quote.jpg" alt="quote Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;ignore me if you see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;'coz i just don't give a shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;arghh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lifeisabigbullshittingmessrightaboutnow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;its soooo difficult to tolerate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i've got so much too handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and .. so little time for any whining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;theparentstheschoolthenoboyfriendthedepressed&lt;br /&gt;thelonelythesadtherestrictions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;i've still not used to the fact that i'm lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't have that other half to lean on anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't pick up the phone and call that one person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;who i know would listen and be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;im thinking of asking that person out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe i should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe i shouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;but the fact that my heart still remains how it felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i think it might as well be two timing in a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;but i think i should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;just to forget him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;the weekends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i wanna have a mini runaway with kak ila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;that'd be soo good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i've been so rebel recently,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i think i should go to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;military school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;don't blame me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;i'm not allowed on public transport,&lt;br /&gt;not allowed out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;can't even go to movies without parents.&lt;br /&gt;can't wear shortshorts.&lt;br /&gt;can't talk to boys on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;can't sit next to boys.&lt;br /&gt;can't show my collarbone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WHATTHEFARKINGHELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;you expect me to live with that when im fucking fourteen ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i break th rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;i'm gonna keep breaking them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;they keep saying my auntie keeps restricting her anak.&lt;br /&gt;pffffftt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jengok diri sendiri sikit bleh tak ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too late,&lt;br /&gt;i've gone rebel now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;no one's there to show my that straight path laid in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;k happy things now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;my auntie and cousin coming over in junee !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I CANT WAIIIIIIIITTTTTT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;they will make me ohsomuchbetteriswear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;omg i think shes getting me an ipod touch bayybehh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;yay !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k im done ranting.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;headdownheaddown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;electrichearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-1337772820728900341?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/1337772820728900341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-643832754309624614</id><published>2009-05-13T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T03:06:15.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>electric hearts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;as much as you guys might hate this post .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just have to say .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm not sure if it is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i know that i've never wanted anyone so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've never needed anyone so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;i never thought that anyone could have such an influence on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the feelings i feel for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are static.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of a kind, eventhough it hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when i see you, my heart beats as fast as lightning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't take my eyes off you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'd do so much to get over you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because i'm done missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm done with sacrificing so much for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm done hurting myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but you know what ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my feelings never go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you don't know how much i try to resist you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how much i hurt to resist you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how much i cry to resist you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't know if its real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you're that one person i'm suppose to spend forever with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and now's just not our time yet .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but with th way you're treating me now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it seems almost impossible that you will ever love me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know i've hurt you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know i've made you cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i blame myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but sometimes when i think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you've hurt me so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i cry myself to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hurt so much trying to forget you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's so hard for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you think its a joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'd do so much to get over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i'd do more than anything to have you back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;if only you knew .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-643832754309624614?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/643832754309624614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=643832754309624614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/643832754309624614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/643832754309624614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/05/electric-hearts.html' title='electric hearts.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-4388612704703495911</id><published>2009-05-09T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T03:18:16.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't care for my guilty pleasure for you(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;( i'm on dad's laptop. which is a Mac. &amp;amp; i'm not so sure how to use it, so i guess i'll edit this later with pictures &amp;amp; all )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;so, mum's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;what'd you do/gonna do for mum today ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;we're having this small family friends gathering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&amp;amp;mum insists on cooking the chicken wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;ahh, she's my robot (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;oomgomg, i loveee how the Cobra Starship picture blended in with my earlier blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;okay, this Mac is killing me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;i edit this post later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello, im back &amp;amp; editing the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;everyone's slacking and watching bedtime stories now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;the hamkhas went at four 'coz they have somewhere else to go to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;today was generally funn(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;apart from ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the fact that ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there was severe awkwardness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;ermm anways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;i think i'm wagging tomorrow as i seriously cbf to do that music test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;probs get drew to get me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;its worser than taking a bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;but at least i wont get lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;i'm just hoping for a fun nice relaxing day tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;i just realised how rebel i've been ever since he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i just don't understand how he doesnt get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okay, goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm tired &amp;amp; i still have to plan th wagging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;i came here to make a dance tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-4388612704703495911?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/4388612704703495911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=4388612704703495911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4388612704703495911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4388612704703495911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-care-for-my-guilty-pleasure-for.html' title='i don&apos;t care for my guilty pleasure for you(:'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-5903058601948067923</id><published>2009-05-08T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:49:55.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smelyalata.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s142/ethan_is_hot95/Music/Cobra%20Starship/CobraStarshipp.jpg" alt="cobra starship Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cobra Starship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="uName"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;i'll like you if you're different, just like CobraStarship(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i am sick and i didnt go to school . and madrasah too. im still in my big jersey and tights. my fingers are numb 'coz it's cold. &amp;amp;this random guy is hitting on me &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ohhgosh.lightningcarnival.omgomgomgidontwannaplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;whatamisupposetodovolleyballmaybeohyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*frowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;im currently catching up with izzy with what's happening at school &amp;amp; checking up how the stalking luke is going :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;also hakim . so far, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;its imaginary boyfriends, house numbers, funny people. hmm yeah. oh now we're pretending we don't know each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i hate/like talking to people from 'before' makes me have butterflies in my tummy. too much of that nostalgic feeling. im scared i might slip and say something im not suppose to say anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;DO I BLOG TOO MUCH ? LIKE TYPE TOO MUCH ? and its oh so boring isn't it ? sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm thinking of changing my blogskin. i get bored of it quickly. and i can't wait to meddle with HTML codes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ohnononononoimveryverystupidisaidsomethingishouldntnownownownow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;iswearmyheartsgoing100milesanhourandwowishouldnthavethattriggersyoutooohno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;imsosorryimstupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*slaps herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sigh . i don't wanna talk 'coz .. well, its weird. GRR I HATE MYSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;anyways, i downloaded &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photoshop Elements 7.0 (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wanted CS3 or better CS4 but i couldn't find it *sobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;DID YOU KNOW ITS RRP IS $700 ? mahal or whaaat ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;alright i think im done with ranting. ohh &amp;amp; i can't wait for tomorrow, mother's day (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khairul &amp;amp; lutfil are coming, i swear they make me feel better everytime. err. maybe hakim's coming ? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i think BUT I NEED HADI TO COME COZ MY MUSIC TEST IS ON MONDAY AND IM &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OHSOOHSOOHSODEAAAAAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sigh, rock like a hurricane by scorpions. its pretty easy . but being me i have troule with strumming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im also trying out iris by googoo dolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okay goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="uName"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="uName"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="uName"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-5903058601948067923?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/5903058601948067923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=5903058601948067923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5903058601948067923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5903058601948067923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/05/smelyalata.html' title='smelyalata.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-3091712577684628619</id><published>2009-05-05T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:12:08.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;i wish some things never changed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd81/haylie13/boy%20and%20girl/girlandboy.jpg" alt="boy and girl. Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;it's a walk down memory lane this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the two people i miss most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish a lot of things never change but dreamers never hold up against the harsh tide of reality. therefore, my wishes stay silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i guess letting it out once won't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i had that one guy to show me that all guys weren't the same.&lt;/span&gt; he's gone now. idk why. feelings come and go but i never thought ours would leave. somehow i still have faith that deep down inside, that connection is still there, it's just, we need to revive it again. i doubt that i can ever ask so much of you because, you've forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've told you to remember, but this new single life of yours seems to make you happier, perhaps more freedom ? i really do miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;all the times you called me those cocky nicknames, that we got used to. it made me tingle inside everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;the best thing i loved about you was that, you genuinely loved me. with all your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i will keep the fire burning, however hard it takes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that little piece of what we shared remains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you,you,you,you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you used to be my betterhalf, remember ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you turned your back and left.&lt;br /&gt;what happened ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never told me why. or how. i still miss you. &amp;amp; i wish we had the silly conversations &amp;amp; the stupid little fights that we had. we shared secrets, wasted our time on things that weren't worth it, we had a whole heck of interests, and we always had something to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i loved how you had high hopes &amp;amp; high dreams, and i appreciated that you involved me. i loved how you made me laugh at your not-so-funny sarcastic jokes. i loved how you cared so much. i loved how you backed up for me everytime. i loved how you sacrifice a lot for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;then, it was over. in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohgosh, why ? whyohwhyohwhy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i could tell you, how much i miss you. that would be awkward, since we've been silent for since last september. i never said a word, because really, im afraid of you. afraid of being rejected once more. afraid that if i say something wrong, you'll not be in my life at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gratefull enough that we still have conversations, occasionally when needed. the usual hellos&amp;amp;byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you'll never come back, will you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;aliyahsaysshemissesyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="uName"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-3091712577684628619?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/3091712577684628619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=3091712577684628619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3091712577684628619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3091712577684628619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/05/wish-some-things-never-changed.html' title='&amp;i wish some things never changed.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd81/haylie13/boy%20and%20girl/th_girlandboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-2833486395884567532</id><published>2009-05-01T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T05:50:47.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what now? for where art thou, my ghostly past?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 359px; height: 197px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/wonderwallgone.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a part of me, doesn't want to let go. but , i have to &amp;amp; i don't think i hold the same feelings for you. it's gone. i reckon. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;friends is just fine&lt;/span&gt;. it's just, being me, i want to fall in love again quick, coz i just cant function being single. maybe coz im not used to it ?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i suck .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh, i'll just worry about the fact that .. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;bad luck has been lurking around MY every corner.&lt;/span&gt; i've never had a good day since my birthday. am i jinxed ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm being patient and dealing. all these other problems that people dump on me are of no use either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madrasah's restarting after the two week break, tomorrow, i'm looking forward though, as i've made new friends over the holidays :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm planning to head to khadija's on sunday, i havent heard from her in ages &amp;amp; i thought a drop by would be nice. i'm suppose to see serif as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hiptops being a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bigbigbig GAYLORD&lt;/span&gt; on me. 'coz i went to get the simcard with my dad, and th previous owner hadn't inactivate his account, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;biggggdofus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he doesn't sort that out before, monday. i swear, i can't take all this, cancelations, postpones, delays, lost of things etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS i have to go it on alone. which i've not been used to for the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i know i've got the friends. and the family (but oh wait, that's one of my probs too) that care. though, it's not the same as having your counterpart, listen and care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offence. if that was offensive ? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss singapore. a lot. &amp;amp;i miss my kecho, and supportive relatives.&lt;/span&gt; ohh, the misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i missssmissss ARFAHH ! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's always there, through my ups and downs, and i loveeeeeee her to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i've been downloading songs the whole day, coz i skipped school (stupidd flu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehhe, for some reason i'm loving &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taylor Swift's Crazier &amp;amp; T-Pain's I'm On A Boat (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two songs are definately irrelevant to each other but meh . haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, AND AND AND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Enrique Iglesias' Takin' Back My Love :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay, i'm done with ranting. goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;aliyahlovesyoucozyourehermostfavouritepersoninthewholeworld.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-2833486395884567532?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/2833486395884567532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=2833486395884567532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2833486395884567532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2833486395884567532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-now-for-where-art-thou-my-ghostly.html' title='what now? for where art thou, my ghostly past?'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-4343889415366457069</id><published>2009-04-24T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:26:52.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;maybe i should.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 228px; height: 170px;" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc157/P0lKAD0TRAiNB00TS_/RETRO%20AND%20ViNTAGE%20AND%20FASHiON/photos2.jpg" alt="pics Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;pictures to burn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;you still push me away yet i still devour you. people tell me not to give up 'coz they know we're meant to be. but they tell me to give up too, coz they dont wanna see me hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;so should i let those pictures burn? or should i wait for your return?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a string of miseries has been on my lead . &amp;amp;sigh, i can't really cope. i'm mentally/emotionally challenged. a slap after another .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;if you came back, everything would be so much better. i'm missing that strong wall to lean on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;everyones in love right now. &amp;amp;i cant wait for my prince charming to come back and whisk me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;                                    from:         to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="BodyTable" style="table-layout: fixed; font-size: 67%; vertical-align: top; text-align: left;" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(224, 237, 255);"&gt; &lt;td&gt;24/04/2009&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;9:13:55 PM&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;# aliyah .™('.')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;fαfαh [?яαwr]&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(38, 178, 35); font-family: Utah;"&gt;idk how he forgot a whole  year of memories so fast .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(224, 237, 255);"&gt; &lt;td&gt;24/04/2009&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;9:14:28 PM&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;fαfαh [?яαwr]&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;# aliyah .™('.')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;god  ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(224, 237, 255);"&gt; &lt;td&gt;24/04/2009&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;9:14:40 PM&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;fαfαh [?яαwr]&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;# aliyah .™('.')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i bet he didnt  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(224, 237, 255);"&gt; &lt;td&gt;24/04/2009&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;9:15:48 PM&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;fαfαh [?яαwr]&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;# aliyah .™('.')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cumer dier like  keras kepale .. dier tknk tunjok kann uhks . he loves you , i knowww !! cumer  mood swing gytuu ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(224, 237, 255);"&gt; &lt;td&gt;24/04/2009&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;9:15:58 PM&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;fαfαh [?яαwr]&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;# aliyah .™('.')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dunnoe how to  explain .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(224, 237, 255);"&gt; &lt;td&gt;24/04/2009&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;9:16:07 PM&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;# aliyah .™('.')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;fαfαh [?яαwr]&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(38, 178, 35); font-family: Utah;"&gt;haha k i fhm2 je  ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(224, 237, 255);"&gt; &lt;td&gt;24/04/2009&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;9:16:18 PM&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;# aliyah .™('.')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;fαfαh [?яαwr]&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(38, 178, 35); font-family: Utah;"&gt;but .. entah la .. i hope  its a mood swing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(224, 237, 255);"&gt; &lt;td&gt;24/04/2009&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;9:16:24 PM&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;# aliyah .™('.')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;fαfαh [?яαwr]&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(38, 178, 35); font-family: Utah;"&gt;i dnt really knw how to cope  without him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ohh, how i hope thats true . &amp;amp;thankyou, arfahh, cousin tersayangggg (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;she lifts me up when everythings down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i miss her.  i wanna runaway and go back to s'pore ... or running away to Greece wouldnt be half as bad :D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;with rachel !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;my hiptop camee on wednesdayyy, enough to make me happy but i still need a sim card, which i think im never gonna get coz its on a plan =='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i was supposed to go out with serif and mohammad today to gallaz but its closed, so im waiting for monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;just maybe, i could start something new. even if it is the most unworthy guy in the whole world. things can happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;maybe i could forget you, the painful way you made me feel when you forgot me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'm back to my hardcoree roots (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;my chem, afi, linkin park, taking back sunday etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;its a bummer the shops are closed. i don't know where i'm headed today , or who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;school's starting on wednesday. =='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'll blog laterr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-4343889415366457069?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/4343889415366457069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=4343889415366457069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4343889415366457069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4343889415366457069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-should.html' title='&amp;maybe i should.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc157/P0lKAD0TRAiNB00TS_/RETRO%20AND%20ViNTAGE%20AND%20FASHiON/th_photos2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-7112801276401597456</id><published>2009-04-21T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T05:19:15.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me,you &amp; the stars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m128/witneyh/funny%20icons/4or7y1f1.gif" alt="crackhead Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dont worry, im sure i still love you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mm, i feel like an irish nut creme from gloria jeans .... mmm, i can taste it already . i kinda skipped dinner 'coz my throat's gone all weird on me. k, random(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i've been occupying myself with reruns of Gossip Girl. i likeee this picture (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 308px; height: 242px;" src="http://i410.photobucket.com/albums/pp190/FindStuff2/TV/Gossip%20Girl/gossip-girl-gap-ad.jpg" alt="gossip girl Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lovelovelove my favourite characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyone else a GG addict?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to gallaz on sat, with mohammad !&lt;br /&gt;wanna joinnnnnnnnn ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just us two though.&lt;br /&gt;maybe serif is coming ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i think maccas on friday with my ocean reefers (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a new something to take my mind off things. idk what that something is though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have sooo much on my todo list . but i never bother .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hiptop has not comeeeeeeeeeee. its been a week plus . its killinggg me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please please please come tomorrow, at least before saturday ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im gonna go edit pictures now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-7112801276401597456?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/7112801276401597456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=7112801276401597456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7112801276401597456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7112801276401597456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/04/meyou-stars.html' title='me,you &amp; the stars.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m128/witneyh/funny%20icons/th_4or7y1f1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-3204391546070351676</id><published>2009-04-20T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T07:21:28.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im seriously not kidding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;as fine as i might seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;i still miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&amp;amp;you pretend nothing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;it kills inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-3204391546070351676?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/3204391546070351676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=3204391546070351676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3204391546070351676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3204391546070351676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-seriously-not-kidding.html' title='im seriously not kidding.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-5140807142910930454</id><published>2009-04-18T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T04:54:10.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't believe anybody feels the way i do about you now ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll239/kying13/jmiro.jpg" alt="JOAN MIRO Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Joan Miro.&lt;br /&gt;my inspiration (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;i've realised the worst in me and i'm sincerely trying to change. so, hear me out, i'm sorry . to anyone who i've hurt. or whatever damage i have afflicted upon you in any way. i've been messed up for the past few weeks, i admit, what with everything happening ; i just feel like the need to say sorry now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;im human, i make mistakes .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;among everyone else, you're still my wonderwall. but i have to let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-5140807142910930454?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/5140807142910930454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=5140807142910930454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5140807142910930454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5140807142910930454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-believe-anybody-feels-way-i-do.html' title='i don&apos;t believe anybody feels the way i do about you now ;'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-1864667478911383893</id><published>2009-04-15T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:12:41.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one step at a time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 543px; height: 221px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/160409/reminiscence.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the last few days, have been hectic &amp;amp; tiring, shopping, walking round &amp;amp; more shopping. my wallets almost empty :( &amp;amp;i've only got 100-ish bucks to spare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yesterday, was just mucking around Gallaz with farhann(:  (Y)&lt;br /&gt;i loveee abang ! heheh. that was funny.&lt;br /&gt;KFC+COTTONONBODY = YAY FACTOR (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg. i wanna watch thissss :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 226px; height: 358px;" alt="http://bechicmag.com/magazine/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/confessions.jpg" src="http://bechicmag.com/magazine/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/confessions.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 236px; height: 357px;" src="http://www.impawards.com/2009/posters/proposal.jpg" alt="The Proposal Poster" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heehee, must see for meee !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyone wanna be my movieebuddyy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;City Central gave me $40 short shorts from Just Jeans, two tanktops from JayJays and accessories from Ice which already blew me off a almost a 100 bucks on tuesday. but i was lucky to see bestfriend there too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm, the adrenaline starts all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so, we're best of friends now. it doesnt mean my feelings for you are gone. they're there, they stayed put all along. i can't help but love you. you were, are &amp;amp; will be my everything. i can't let you go. however hard i try. &amp;amp;now you say, you're unsure of how you feel for me. &amp;amp;i totally understand that you want to stay friends, because, we're taking it slow. but im so scared of losing you. im scared of losing that chance of having you again. i have the remaining of this year, and next year, &amp;amp; you're gone for two years &amp;amp; a half. and chances are zero, that you'll be mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i told you im not forcing you to fall in love with me, so i'm trying my hardest not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go with the flow, quote rachel (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found pictures of my baby Fender (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i edited :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 431px; height: 142px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/160409/bestfriend.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;give me your opinons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;on the tagboard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;buzz me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;on msn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;anything cheyeahhs (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay, byebye sayangs, i'll blog later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S : i'm down with a fever &amp;amp; sore throat, no hugs &amp;amp; kisses unlesss you want to get infected (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-1864667478911383893?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/1864667478911383893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=1864667478911383893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1864667478911383893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1864667478911383893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-step-at-time.html' title='one step at a time.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/160409/th_reminiscence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-5187292268763090598</id><published>2009-04-13T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T02:39:26.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;i'm always here ; waiting .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 186px; height: 96px;" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg237/sarah-n-chase/other_half_thumb.png" alt="my other half Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;yes, you're my other half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;forever&amp;amp;always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;along with a heck of miscommunications and lost feelings, people tend to find themselves and what they mean to others. it was a long hard trial, but We made it through fine. And though, things aren't like what they were before, We still have our laughs, our jokes, our hugs and time with each other even if those endless kisses and messages just cease to exist for now. We may not be soul mates . but feelings can grow, can't they ? He makes me feel amourous just as before. i still need him around. Situations avoid Us from what we really want, but We can wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm always here for you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i know you're always there for me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you, bestfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-5187292268763090598?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/5187292268763090598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=5187292268763090598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5187292268763090598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5187292268763090598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-other-half.html' title='&amp;i&apos;m always here ; waiting .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-9000334150691959731</id><published>2009-04-11T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T05:02:12.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there are many things i'd like to say to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;img style="width: 285px; height: 286px;" src="http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv161/lliizz61/I_miss_you.jpg" alt="i miss you Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&amp;amp;that's the bottom line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&amp;amp;i just dont want to see your face ever again .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; you scar my heart, you leave me in pain, and then you leave . you did that once, and then twice and then now, the third and this time you left to pursue someone else . how could you have the heart to do that ? when you knew, our whole future was right there. i believed in you and i trusted you with my life. and you put it to shreds. i loved you . you threw it all away. it hurts me to see you smile with someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i'm winning you back .&lt;/s&gt;  i love you . and ... i know its wrong to force you to love me again, so i wont do that .  i cant live without you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;i love you ; forever &amp;amp; always .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-9000334150691959731?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/9000334150691959731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=9000334150691959731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/9000334150691959731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/9000334150691959731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/04/there-are-many-things-id-like-to-say-to.html' title='there are many things i&apos;d like to say to you.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-2471594355504477044</id><published>2009-04-10T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:06:14.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 193px; height: 237px;" src="http://i713.photobucket.com/albums/ww140/vavral2/photography/colorfulcity.jpg" alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;i wanna escape to greece .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;if only you could see right through me, you'd realise that i was hurt all along. i'm not pleading anymore, however you want to compensate. i'll accept only if you realise what's right. &amp;amp;i told you insomnia would well creep up to me, as well as being nostalgic. you can't break a promise &amp;amp; run. you can never hide from what you destroyed. because its your blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;fair enough that all my peers say you're not the major assaulter, You, lady , should not have made assumptions that I needed to find another guy just because  i had doubts on him. i'm hoping this is just a silly phase he goes through. You're just a phase. My lost prescence caused him misery and your attendance has made it all too much of a 'warm hug' to avoid. So, He fell into your deep trap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Furthermore, i just have to say, i really couldn't belive the two of you would betray me just like that. it doesn't mean im mostly not there in your everyday lives, means that i dont exist at all. i'm here. don't treat me like i don't have feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;Keep your sad excuses, because i don't need them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies with Izzy + Luke tmr (:&lt;br /&gt;that'll cheer me up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone else wanna tag along ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling terrible 'coz i lost my mobile + ipod. i feel so vulnerable without them. Espacially my music. it's my Medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'll let you all know my new number, when i get my Hiptop :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been listening to Queen, Sex Pistols, Cat Stevens, Cream, Deep Purple &amp;amp; Oasis .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehhe, old school chyeahhhs !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, imma go start on that to do list . And thankyou, to all of those who helped me recuperate, i appreciated Your Love truckloads (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Do :&lt;br /&gt;x Straighten Hair&lt;br /&gt;x Play My Fender Squier&lt;br /&gt;x Get More Sleep&lt;br /&gt;x Drink Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x Think Of How To Get You To Notice That I'm Still In Love With You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-2471594355504477044?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/2471594355504477044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=2471594355504477044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2471594355504477044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2471594355504477044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/04/insomnia.html' title='insomnia.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i713.photobucket.com/albums/ww140/vavral2/photography/th_colorfulcity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-1969329135517118307</id><published>2009-04-09T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:49:39.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah, go with the slut .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n214/brokeman33/middle-finger.jpg" alt="Middle Finger Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well, fuck you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;when things deliberately don't go like how you planned, you replan. but what if promises were broken along the way? &amp;amp;a heart damaged? so what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my conclusion : i'll pretend i don't care because you're in love with someone else now. &amp;amp;someone else is supposedly like my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're such an awesome sister. i sooo love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for stealing my boyfriend .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, thts not all, i hate you too, ex-boyfriend. because you promised me forever &amp;amp; always didnt you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotten past my angry and upset stage . and now im in my im so hyper i pretend i dont care stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to fix it didnt i ? i couldnt . coz you didnt give me a chance. coz you gave up on me. whilst i had my doubts about you, i never gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been 12 months chucked in the bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm gonna start my routine all over again : insomnia + nostalgia + bullimia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh man, thats awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you could see right through me like how you used to, you should know that i still love you. because i never gave up on you and never will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;but i'm starting to think that i should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-1969329135517118307?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/1969329135517118307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=1969329135517118307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1969329135517118307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1969329135517118307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/04/yeah-go-with-slut.html' title='yeah, go with the slut .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-154469436510658719</id><published>2009-04-05T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T02:09:16.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of chicken soup &amp; blankets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;when i go back to singapore for a new haircut, what are the best options ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;should i pull off an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;audrey kitching&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 180px; height: 243px;" src="http://i319.photobucket.com/albums/mm480/ISyZzooee/Audrey%20Kitching/a.jpg" alt="Audrey Kitching Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;img style="width: 178px; height: 242px;" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u95/MCR_Army55/audrey_kitching-.jpg" alt="Audrey Kitching Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blake lively&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 176px; height: 255px;" src="http://i495.photobucket.com/albums/rr318/Lozza71/blake-lively-header.jpg" alt="Blake Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 183px; height: 254px;" src="http://i442.photobucket.com/albums/qq144/k-clark7/Blake%20Lively/el071214433.jpg" alt="Blake Lively Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;or a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miranda kerr&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 183px; height: 262px;" src="http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p21/oneshortstuff12/miranda-kerr.jpg" alt="miranda kerr. Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;img style="width: 192px; height: 261px;" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll126/bella_zulian/a.jpg" alt="Miranda Kerr Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically its long, heavily layered and messy curled (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm probably colouring my hair similiar to miranda's 1st pic on the left .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp;i'm dying for miranda kerr's body . she's hot . rofl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;oh, i sound like a bullfrog and my voicebox and throat are all wrong . my head's been spinning endlessly and i'm lacking energy . sigh, i hate getting sick .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i've got a music and science test to do tmr, not tht i mind so much . coz i can retake them when i return .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im gonna get some shut eye . and its 5 noon . hahha funny .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aites laters .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p. s : i'm a vampire &amp;amp; luke's a samurai :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-154469436510658719?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/154469436510658719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=154469436510658719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/154469436510658719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/154469436510658719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/04/of-chicken-soup-blankets.html' title='of chicken soup &amp; blankets.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i319.photobucket.com/albums/mm480/ISyZzooee/Audrey%20Kitching/th_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-8534837368751166365</id><published>2009-04-04T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:39:22.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;i miss the way you used to hold me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;i just discovered that i'm pretty slow after midnight throughout 10 am . hohoho . &amp;amp;that i'm currently in love with colbie caillat, taylor swift, jason mraz categorised songs -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had trunkloads of fun with jamilah dizdarevic (: she's mysoulmate . i missed her loads . i'm glad we had plenty of time to catch up with each other .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;so yeah, today was soccer + volleyb , i've got pics tooo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soccer saturdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 292px; height: 387px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/satssoccer.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 345px; height: 259px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/bunny.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 275px; height: 365px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/BROWWWN.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my hair brownn ? or BROWNN ? D: rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 404px; height: 302px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_2756-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 392px; height: 292px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_2789-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 415px; height: 311px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_2714.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 251px; height: 335px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_2705.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makan mee goreng tk share ke perr, arinah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 355px; height: 266px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_2729.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 402px; height: 300px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_2743-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah, you're cool, farhan, we know *rolls eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 261px; height: 346px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_2692.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_2697.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 221px; height: 294px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_2693.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's exactly 1.17 am and boy, am i tired . i've got a science and music test to go on monday . i have no bloody idea on how to start my music homework . anyone good with scales? sigh, i suck .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musics test on listening analysis of songs throughout the 70s. i'm relatively alright with this . i think .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared shitless that i'll probably not turn up at school .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tempted to make an after midnight snack, i'm feeling like a peanut butter &amp;amp; jam sandwich (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, even after my last post, i still miss your hugs &amp;amp; kisses, hunny . a lot . i want you . i need you . you're my wonderwall (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;when you get back, you owe me fourteen full days of catching up with me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week of school (:&lt;br /&gt;plus it ends on thursday, how awesome is that ?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay ! im getting a hiptop (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loveee my parents . well most times . hahha . im so deprived of my social life, its sad . i know they care, but i do have a life of my own . and i'm positive that their main reason (which they never tell me) is that they're scared i might get out of control and leave them . out of untrustfullness and selfishness, they're scared i won't have time with them ever . i wasn't brought up that way, they should know, they brought me up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, nvm . bt yehh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to bed in fifteen . so i'll blog soon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is watching movie + getting fat + hogging the couch (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&amp;amp;i can't breathe without you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you're the only thing i've ever known .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-8534837368751166365?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/8534837368751166365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=8534837368751166365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8534837368751166365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8534837368751166365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/04/miss-way-you-used-to-hold-me.html' title='&amp;i miss the way you used to hold me.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-4964071141573545331</id><published>2009-04-03T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:44:38.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't feel like what we did when i first saw you .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hello there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back . yeah, long unmentioned hiatus, sorry . a lot has been happening . but i'll just post this blog entry out of current situations .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;what do you do when you know its lost forever &amp;amp; you don't ever want to admit it ? you refuse to let reality win against your own threshold of lies just to protect the other, and maybe, just possibly, your own guilt .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;where's that fireworks i've been searching for, that was there long before ? why, can't i find it ? no, i've not fallen for someone else . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;but i do feel that you belong with someone more deserving than i am of you . you treat me well, and here i am, admitting my lost of feelings .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;confusion is never one of life's best gifts .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;though, i still can't help but wonder what life would be without your love, knowing it will never return .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;am i ready to take up such a consequence ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the not so serious sides of things, i've been begging for a hiptop . don't ask why though . my childless cries and begs are neverending when it comes to what i want . i dont know whether to label it as a pro or con . a N96 is a second best, but i'm not so sure . hahah, im still so contemplative .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm tired and sleepy . i'm crashing in 5 minutes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm off, till i update tmr possibly .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volleyb + soccer tmr !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i hopefully might get an Irish Nut Creme Coffee from Gloria Jeans (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-4964071141573545331?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/4964071141573545331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=4964071141573545331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4964071141573545331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4964071141573545331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-feel-like-what-we-did-when-i.html' title='i can&apos;t feel like what we did when i first saw you .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-3166895240746520992</id><published>2009-03-13T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:41:10.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aku tak mengerti .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;lupakan aku kembali padanya/forget me &amp;amp; return to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;aku bukan siapa-siapa untukmu/i'm no one for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;kucintaimu tak berarti bahwa/i love you but&lt;br /&gt;ku harus memilikimu selamanya/that doesnt mean you are mine forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;            - di antara kalian by d'masiv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;that pretty much reflects how im feeling right now. i'm not fighting for you anymore. twice was already hardship to bare with. i dont want to make you have a choice to make. leave me now. let me suffer. fall in love again. i shouldn't be here to hold you back. i love you. i want you to stay, but i need you to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything comes crashing down just because one person takes a step into the picture. and it all happens in the span of two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i don't want you if you're in love with someone else. i need you but no, its impossible. you make me angry, you make me sad. but i love you. and im here , crying, while you're moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess you don't know how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out of your life, because i made the choice to. forget me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-3166895240746520992?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/3166895240746520992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=3166895240746520992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3166895240746520992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3166895240746520992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/03/aku-tak-mengerti.html' title='aku tak mengerti .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-2004436996753250811</id><published>2009-02-23T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:52:02.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's play a love game ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i410.photobucket.com/albums/pp190/FindStuff2/Best%20Images/Photography/Adjusted%20Photography/BESTrain.jpg" alt="rain Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;kiss me in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling highly amorous right now. but .. i'm not understanding who i want though. i won't lie, i really don't know, if i .. love you . it complicates me so much, because ... if i let you go, i want you back . i need you . but when i do have you, i get unattracted so quick .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant think of what to do or say to you . i can't feel my heart go twice its rate when you say my name anymore . i dnt have tht electric feel when we touch . my eyes remain open when i kiss you . bt i do not want to let you go .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because when i do, i yearn fr you again . maybe i just need some figuring out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been skipping school loads . i dnt knw why . my new school makes me feel nostalgic . but i'm enjoying it enough, i guess .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been a dag with my eyeliner and mascara, i need moreee . possibly, MAC ones pleaseee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay, i'll blog more later ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;you can't play on broken strings ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-2004436996753250811?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/2004436996753250811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=2004436996753250811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2004436996753250811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2004436996753250811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/02/lets-play-love-game.html' title='let&apos;s play a love game ;'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-2757721508195231063</id><published>2009-02-09T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:08:41.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>that's what you get for waking up in vagas (!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i316.photobucket.com/albums/mm354/bluebabe-2011/fashion-3.gif" alt="runway Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been home the past two days, down with a fever . haha . maybe im not going to school tomorrow . not that i care . i reckon i can catch up (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got visual arts tomorrow and im not so sure if i should go or not . i promised dion i'd sit next to him and draw (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, but i guess he wouldnt mind that much coz i've got building &amp;amp; construction on thurs with him too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i discovered th artsy side of me today . haha, no wth . i just am sooo into art but it kinda disappoints me coz i know, and pretty much my parents know that i can do wayyy better in academic stuffs, i can go fr lawyer, doctor .. or whatever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i like art . but, somehow lacking th fact that i cnt excel in performing arts anymore . my guitar, i cant seem to focus and practice and playing, doesnt give me that exhileration of freedom when i do things out of passion .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photography is my number one now . and somehow , out of th blue, fashion ? im in loveee with vintage clothes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep changing my passion, knowing me, im never consistent .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharing secrets with your big bro ? hahah, that's what im doing right now . not literally . but yeahh, its nice actually ! hehe wth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fr some reason, i feel like running away with millions of dollars and start over again BUT bring my best friends with me . heh wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k im bored . bye . continue my chatting !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-2757721508195231063?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/2757721508195231063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=2757721508195231063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2757721508195231063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2757721508195231063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/02/thats-what-you-get-for-waking-up-in.html' title='that&apos;s what you get for waking up in vagas (!)'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-2105031192584261668</id><published>2009-02-05T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:55:30.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>call me every night &amp; tell me you love me (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 223px;" src="http://i410.photobucket.com/albums/pp190/FindStuff2/Best%20Images/Quotes%20and%20Sayings/Adjusted%20Quotes/BEST-LYRIC.jpg" alt="song lyric Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;VALENTINE'S DAY ROUND THE CORNER . more pfft-ing and eye rolling for me . no offence to all you lovers out there .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean i'm in love, but im satisfied with the monthly annis (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFGOSH ! TEN MONTHS :D heheh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SOOOOOOOO ENJOYING SCHOOL ! the first day was bloody intimidating but i got over it . let me list my buddies i madeeee &amp;amp; who th fark they are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- s&amp;amp;e, visual arts . courtyard groupie .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shannon&amp;amp;robbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - going out together , english .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - visual arts &amp;amp;building and construction .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;luke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - building &amp;amp; construction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - building&amp;amp; construction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;georgina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - courtyard groupie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;courtney - &lt;/span&gt;same tute, s&amp;amp;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heidi - &lt;/span&gt;same tute .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kelly - &lt;/span&gt;english .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;patricia - &lt;/span&gt;double period phys ed .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;steph - &lt;/span&gt;TWILIGHT FAN &amp;amp; courtyard groupie (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;daniel - &lt;/span&gt;courtyard groupie .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniel luck - &lt;/span&gt;maths .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;jennifer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- maths, science &amp;amp; s&amp;amp;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ashlee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - contemporary music &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hannah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;jani&amp;amp;keiran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - jani's my bitch ! bahah, coutyard groupie, she's with this yr 11 dudee .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;loads more but i forgot . sorry . bahaha, i know you guys wouldnt give a bloody shitzx but like i'm random (: shana asked me to go crash her date with this guy called nathan , and she told steph to come too , but im too lazy to go tonight . hahha, so mean . &amp;amp;all the courtyard groupies are up fr a movie and hang out tmr, but im such a bumm so i wont go . plus i gotta send my beloved grandparents to the airport .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my first building and construction class ystrday! and i'm the only girl among 18 boys . holy motherfarking shitzx, it was intimidating at first but the boys were cool, they were nice but they kept mucking round . irritating like fark . yay ! dion's my best friend now ! he's a boy btw . and luke is hot but such a random pasher =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fag tried to pash me, bahhaa, no offence . but like gave me a hug coz i didnt let him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, PHOTOGRAPHY ! with mr. jones just now . i just had him ystrdy fr B&amp;amp;C ! he's cool to me but nt other ppl . hahah . im weird . i find him really nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN I CAN SEE MY OTHER FRIENDS ON SATURDAYY ! i mean at madrasah fr like 10 minutes coz i've gotta send my grandparents off at the airport . &amp;amp; abang and hakim and hadi ! yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISSS YOU BITCHES ! I MISS YOU LIKE LOADS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, just wanted to let you know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 114px; height: 114px;" src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb252/kileyconley/song%20lyrics/batman.jpg" alt="BATMAN!!! 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i never meant to brag (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;HELLO MY BITCHES, FAGS, WHORES, GAYS, SLUTS &amp;amp; CUNTS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;(no offence la sey)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i absolutely adore you blog readers who read my ever retarded blogggg .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;i'm bored and its one in th morning . and i'm waiting fr abg farhan to finish getting told off by his mum before we can chat till our fingers hurt from typing . his fingers hurt first coz he uses his mobile which i find absolutely not fairrrrrrrrrrr ! i want a web mobile or smart phone or whatever it is . i feel like changing to vodafone siaaa . im on optus . vodafone is cheaper bt like my dad says th reception is damnn crap . but what do i know ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;i want a camera a pro one . but i'll probably need to beg for one for my bdae . those are like 1000 bucks or maybe i could ask fr a second hand one ! dammit, im soooo into photography and weird music . but i love myself . i want one of those from sony or canon, those humungous big black ones with totally ultra cool features !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOTS, he finally finished . bahhhaahhaha, im chatting to him now ! ehh, abg, i feature you like a hundred times la in my blog . see , i told you im nice ! haha .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;i'm like building this blog along as the night grows . hah, so it's absolutely totally RANDOM and senseless majority of the time . haha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;# aliyah .™   says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;how's th dog ? ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;(feebiez world!) farhan-tetris owner! says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;i was so scared ey dat its not funny!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;# aliyah .™   says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;ag scared of dogs ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;# aliyah .™   says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;abg *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;(feebiez world!) farhan-tetris owner! says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial,helvetica;" &gt;yes! Biasalah..lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;HAHAHA, HE'S SCARED OF DOGS . i was talking bout th dog at his kawan's house . stupid seyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&amp;amp;no pictures tonight . coz im using the old slowww desktop . and nt th one outside coz i keep getting nagged at . ok i gt nagged at now . bt nvm . im naughty enough to shrug it off . i just wanna spend my last school hols weekend at its best ya knw . last night i cn sleep late before bloody school starts .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;abg farhan gets confused at my life stories . hahha . pretty believable . i pity my romeo . he has to deal with my problems the most . but i love him for it (:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;pfft, im not gatal with boys . annoying sey farhan . he's still going on about th idea .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;sorry if th whole blog is about th guy, coz he's the only one i'm chatting to .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;oh yeahhs, im too lazy to put up pix on myspace, friendster and all th other spaces i've got . just update my blog with pix is easier .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;now it's abc positions (chatting i mean) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;ooo yeahh, i wanna start jamming with hadi ! whooots ! that'd be fun . i think . i guess . okay . weird . unless he wants to cancel :S pfft, but he just mentioned tadi, noo, his mum did . &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;okay next subject .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;OMFGGGG, I LOVEEE VINTAGE STUFFSSSSS ! LIKE SERZLY . i'm loving what blair waldorf wears in gossip girl ! and i'm loving the forever new shop here in aus ! gilerrr fushion ahh ! vintage + modern . but the prices leave a humungos hole in ur pocket . lame again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; well, i am already classified lame .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;i'm hungry . and so is farhan . haha, he told me to eat but im too lazy to get my butt off the chair . THERE'S NTH IN HIS FRIDGEEE ! hahahah . padan mukeeee .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are your eyes tired from reading ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;ahha, im sorry . im like bored la .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;im slowly getting sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;ahh, shit i'm sleepy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha, i left th blog thingy for two hours or more i think !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it's 9 minutes till four and i'm still chatting with farhannn ! hahha . &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;longest i've chatted to anyone and also in th middle of the night !&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I LASTED WITHOUT COFFEEEEE ! SHITZX MANN I RULE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;go on reading, i think my tiredness is taking over .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&amp;amp;i still need to fix that bloody guitar string of mine .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;i didnt play guitar fr two months :(&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;im bored la . shitzx . &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;i've got random songs running thru my head and im nt tht ready fr school .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;okay finished and done . six hours worth of chatting . broke th record fr me .&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;k bye im tired . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-7943271609407279085?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/7943271609407279085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=7943271609407279085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7943271609407279085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7943271609407279085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/01/woahh-i-never-meant-to-brag.html' title='woahh ! i never meant to brag (:'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-8435477911363780806</id><published>2009-01-30T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:11:41.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm never gonna dance again, the way i dance with you .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 587px; height: 201px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/carelesswhisper.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3OH3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;JULIET SIMMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALEX GASKARTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;careless whisper (george micheal cover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm in loveeeeee with this song !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;even if its ancients old !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;coz my dad knows it too !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i meant th original .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the cover's brand new (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm so randomm laaa !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyways, enjoy the song .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'll update later after i come back from wherever i'm going .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;peace &amp;amp;&amp;amp; loves .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;a style="left: 150px ! 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woohooooo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so overjoyed . it's gossip girl . ahahhaha . i'll change it again if i'm bothered . i post whatever i post here on multiply, just that it has diff layouts . but i like blogger better (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;check my multiply out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[click on th iconnn]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xxaliyahxx.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i526.photobucket.com/albums/cc341/secretlifee001/fashion.gif" alt="fashion Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'm so random, i could've just given you the link . ahahha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ARGHHH, SCHOOL IN TWO DAYS . i'm actually looking forward . hahah . the fact that i'm probably going to be a loner doesn't kill, i'll make friends somehow . i'm dreading PE . shitzx mannn . and i'm not used to the idea of change rooms . pfft . i seriously wanna have a look at the theatre (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OMFG, it's the last summer hols, weekend . it'll probably be fudge-ed up . not th people but what we're doing . i've got hariz's sweet sixteen on sunday . ughhhhh . I WAS GONNA MEET SERIF THEN ! with loads of other people and not alone . so don't worry . people who worry .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i've been watching a heck loads of gossip girl ever since weds . hahha, im up to ep 14 or 15 on season 2 . BAHAHHA, I ROCK !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; serena+dan foreverrrrrr (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ooo, blair &amp;amp; chuck too !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;haha, kk . bored . i'm chatting to farhan now ! yeahh , dude i FEATURED you on my blogg ! cool kan ? see, im so nice . hahha . i've been talking to him fr an hour plus .  okay more . im s'pose to call him abg ! hahahahaha . im his adek ? he started it laaaa ! nt me . we've been talking bout th most randomest things . stupid but fun seyy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'm also chatting to nurul and nabilah ! bahahha . im boredddd . shit laa . kk i'm gonna continue my stupid chatting .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i love gossip girl (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;haha okay bye .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-478239150950748513?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/478239150950748513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=478239150950748513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/478239150950748513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/478239150950748513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-earthlings.html' title='hello earthlings .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-6518021936515100577</id><published>2009-01-28T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:33:38.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>root of all evil . heh .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i442.photobucket.com/albums/qq141/tastetherainboehoe/photography.jpg" alt=":) Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'm sooooooooooo into PHOTOGRAPHY .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;seriously . all i do is snapsnapsnap . i see something i like or it's pretty or whatever, and then my dad ends up having this camera full of random pictures . not that he minds . he enjoys my pictures and apparently my stories . :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;he wants me to write more stories fr him to read . if you don't know what i mean, i mean that i'm a NOT so super english freak who used to love writing stories but can't find the time now .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i can't stop listening to jessica mauboy and demi lovato . weirddddddddddd &amp;amp; oh, i like this song, dead and gone by t.i and justin timberlake (down th bottom ) :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hmm, back to stories, maybe i should, start writing . i feel like a romance novel coming on . ahaha . like fantasy/romance/action . ooooo . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'm weird . kk, i'm bored laaa . well let's see what i've got . AHHH, I KNOW . LET'S EMBARRASS SERIF ! bahahhaha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/8/7b94d77adf084bbe9e8add6864724af7/m.jpg" alt="it was a bird i swear" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HE SAID IT WAS A BIRD .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hahaha, imaginary bird, babe .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;didn't wanna admit he was posing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ahha, he's such an ass sometimes .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kk, enough stupid stuffs . i'm off . i'm feeling like snacking on something again . SCHOOL STARTS ON MONDAY . 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background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-6518021936515100577?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/6518021936515100577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=6518021936515100577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/6518021936515100577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/6518021936515100577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/01/root-of-all-evil-heh.html' title='root of all evil . heh .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-4247895460303321221</id><published>2009-01-27T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:25:07.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hellogdbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;imma kill you guys with pictures now ay (!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( no edits, too lazy 'coz there's too many )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lancelin&amp;amp;moore river (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 259px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1893.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 348px; height: 260px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1895.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 344px; height: 256px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1909.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 344px; height: 455px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1905.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 332px; height: 248px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1912.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 243px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1925.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 243px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1928.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 389px; height: 291px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1958.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 300px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1960.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 426px; height: 319px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1967.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 441px; height: 586px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1974.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 458px; height: 343px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1979.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 484px; height: 362px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1982.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 499px; height: 373px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_2008.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bunbury&amp;amp;places(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's nt all . i'll put it up in th next blog post . if i find any . my dad took th pics .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, i've still got th pics frm farhan's house and fireworks frm aus day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice way to kinda end off hols ay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was ust pure fun . although i was th one who got bbullied th most . thanks to my flexibility -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha, duno what to say ay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign off till ltrs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd bye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-4247895460303321221?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/4247895460303321221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=4247895460303321221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4247895460303321221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4247895460303321221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/01/hellogdbye.html' title='hellogdbye'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-6149766711269608047</id><published>2009-01-07T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T01:43:50.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 192px; height: 268px;" src="http://i717.photobucket.com/albums/ww172/PorkchapsCreation/ref%20magnets/QingdaoStarbucksCoffee.jpg" alt="Starbucks frap Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;S &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; B &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt; C &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt; S (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;OH-EM-GEEEEEE ! ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i'm craving fr a frappe frm starbucks . my fave is mochaaaaaaa :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i remember how i HAVE TO head to starbucks at least twice, sometimes three (in worst cases, five) a week in s'pore everytime, i'm there . my cousin used to moan whenever i mention i wanna stop by starbucks fr a frappe . it's rare for me to sit down and have a chat, i usual have it as take away, coz i don't have the time . the one i went the most two is the one at the corner of tampines mall ! ahahha, it's pretty filled there, which leads me to the long queues , vivocity's too ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i havent stepped into a starbucks in aus yet . bummerrrrrrr . nt much of th franchise here :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;anyways, enough of th crapping bout coffee ay . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;someone seems awkwardly distinguishingly similiar to Blair Waldorf from Gossip Girl &amp;amp; my being Serena Van Der Woodsen . ahhaa, weirdddd . but true enough .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp;you think i'm soooo bloody jeolous of you , what you think ay ? you're sooo damn perfect that people are jeolous of you ? wtf, going against ur own words .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sadsadsad story you have . &amp;amp;i've had enough shit frm you mate .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&amp;amp;rmbr, i said kudos/peace . so don't assume things . there's billions of people in the world .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;okay, i'll shut up, your eyes probs hurt ay .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-6149766711269608047?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/6149766711269608047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=6149766711269608047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/6149766711269608047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/6149766711269608047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/01/s-t-r-b-u-c-k-s-oh-em-geeeeee-im.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i717.photobucket.com/albums/ww172/PorkchapsCreation/ref%20magnets/th_QingdaoStarbucksCoffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-9031450150829668148</id><published>2009-01-06T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:34:50.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>; beeeezzkeneezzz .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HELLO YOU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i373.photobucket.com/albums/oo175/torydrakeley/colorful.jpg" alt="color or colorful Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i like that pictureee, i dnt know why .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was photo-bucketing and i saw it :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's a painting actually, i dnt knw by who . it's cool . i'm such an ass to my frankie . my guitar i meant . first, i left him in his bag fr th past month, then his string broke and i have yet to fix it .  the D string btw . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp;oh, uhh, like, i know i'm malfunctioning, ever since i was born, and i've always tried to fix me but, you knw, it doesnt work sometimes, so try and fix me if you find any more malfunctioning distrupting ur silence . coz uhh, all i wanna do about it is agree and NOT ARGUE and repair whatever's malfunctioning .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;that means TELL ME IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ME . I WONT ARGUE AND I'LL FIX MYSELF . pinky promise (!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wish i could move again . country i mean . it's nice starting over again . but i guess i'll get sick of that someday . espacially when you make th wrong choices everytime you have a chance to start over .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ohh, me &amp;amp; my being nostalgic .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyways , KUDOS x 1000000000000000 to all of yous . it's peace fr me everywhere . im sick of th fights and stuffs .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;gdbye .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-9031450150829668148?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/9031450150829668148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=9031450150829668148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/9031450150829668148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/9031450150829668148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/01/beeeezzkeneezzz.html' title='; beeeezzkeneezzz .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-3776853775003061622</id><published>2009-01-05T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:57:19.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>; BOO YOU ! i rock at guitar heroo !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mywii.com.au/img/game/Guitar-Hero-World-Tour-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 410px;" src="http://www.mywii.com.au/img/game/Guitar-Hero-World-Tour-8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I LOVEEEEEE GUITAR HEROOOO !!!!!!!!!!!!! BAHAHHAHA ! &amp;amp; that's th one i havee ^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i only bought th solo guitar pack . bummmerrrsss . i want th mic &amp;amp; drums too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nvr thought i'd get obsessive over Guitar Hero . . . ahaha . but i did, oh bloody well . i'm on medium btw and working on hard .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'll stop showing off my madass skills ay . :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not knw what to talk about . well, my new school's starting in a month's time . bahhhh ! new school new people ! but i guess i already get th stats since i'm asian ? yeahh, racist pigs . :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been camwhoring . sadsadsad . &amp;amp;&amp;amp;i want a CAMERA fr my next birthday ! original idea was an electric guitar but one. i'm a sucker at guitar now and two. i can lend off my new school's (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop talking about myself . very selfish of my lazy ass .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, goodbye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm finding optimism a very lame excuse to hide obvious pessimism .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-3776853775003061622?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/3776853775003061622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=3776853775003061622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3776853775003061622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3776853775003061622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/01/boo-you-i-rock-at-guitar-heroo.html' title='; BOO YOU ! i rock at guitar heroo !'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-1037205848651520313</id><published>2009-01-01T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:53:08.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of mischevious monsters .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HELLO &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;anyways, we had our eve at auntie sukma's function hall . that was . . . funn ? yeahh it was but uhh scandalous too i guess . details too long &amp;amp; personal but uhh, i almost got in trouble with someone .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, i'm really sorry . it's so my fault . . . but i got you out of it, i promise .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhmm, well, we were running around th hotel first, childish but, uhh, reckless too . and then we sat in front of th television, the girls got to watch th fireworks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;oh, boys, me &amp;amp; ira didnt knw you wanted to go so badly, we would've let you go instead . . . we weren't that interested anyways . bt i guess what is done is done .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were all playing around with th whiteboard . apparently, th one faced against th wall where you can't see anything unless you go behind th frikin whiteboard is like some confession board thing . weird but okay . i was half-drunk so i really didnt get what was going on . nono, not really drunk as in alcohol drunk . more like cloud nine drunk but yeahhs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i somehow did not have time fr pictures . how sad coz i was wearing a skirt . which is a rare sight XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tht was th eve and today did nothing but went to ira's house fr a bit and of course almost got busted . mums are th only thing that intimidate me you know . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love with jiwang malay songs &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i don't know whyyyyy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are my two favesss (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;a style="left: 339px ! important; top: 14px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-026738579135714746 visible ontop" href="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/myflashfetish-mp3-player.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 339px ! important; top: 14px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-026738579135714746 visible ontop" href="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/myflashfetish-mp3-player.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/myflashfetish-mp3-player.swf" style="width: 218px; height: 155px;" width="218" height="155"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/myflashfetish-mp3-player.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=16830401&amp;amp;path=2009/01/01&amp;amp;mycolor=005075&amp;amp;mycolor2=D1348D&amp;amp;mycolor3=FC941C&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=12&amp;amp;grad=false"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible; text-align: left;"&gt;oooo, i rmbred sumthing, i'm like ira's personal HTML/Coding mentor or sumthing . SHE FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO WORK HER MYSPACE AND EVERYTHING ELSE, THANKS TO ME . ughhh .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible; text-align: left;"&gt;be curious, that helps .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible; text-align: left;"&gt;anyways, i'm off . ooo, i'm going to ADVENTURE WORLD next week !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-1037205848651520313?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/1037205848651520313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=1037205848651520313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1037205848651520313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1037205848651520313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2009/01/of-mischevious-monsters.html' title='of mischevious monsters .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-1652625873908351598</id><published>2008-12-31T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:02:54.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>; I'M SO OMFGOSHING HAPPY !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMGOMGOMG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound like a deranged woman but i dont care !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i FOUND MY OLD FRIEND ! YAY !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, JOEL ! . frm my old school ! like OHMYFRIKINGOSH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha, i just started talking to him 10 minutes ago but i have a feeling we'll be good friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats all . goodbye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-1652625873908351598?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/1652625873908351598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=1652625873908351598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1652625873908351598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1652625873908351598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-so-omfgoshing-happy.html' title='; I&apos;M SO OMFGOSHING HAPPY !'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-2087682494378895349</id><published>2008-12-30T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:27:48.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>; NICKASAURRR ! RAWWR !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'M IN LOVE ONCE AGAIN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahas, this new frenzy of electronica taste buds has opened me to th world of hot infamous guys whom are still yet hot . but i'm loving this dude (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn230/summerr-loverr/Nickasaur-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 366px;" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn230/summerr-loverr/Nickasaur-1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he roars in my ears in th most wonderfullest supercalifragalisticest wayy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;oh, he's a omffg singer (: who makes his own songs in his bedroom . YAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes, i make my own words, so what ?! *sticks tongue out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;oh, i have to mention that i got called a bitch twice in a day by two different people . hah, i pushed it off and laughed at it . the things they can say . &amp;amp;without enough proof too ? wow . but that's okay, just someday some sense will kick in to them without me having kick to their frikin asses . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp;a plan means that somethings are meant to be kept from some people but by telling "some people" , you disrupt th whole plan and th person you imposed th plan on and with . so what's th point in you being in th plan if you're gonna wreck it ? oh wait, th mastermind of th plan trusted you . oh jyeahhs, that was it . then why th fck did you break th frikin trust, mister/miss ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;stuff yous .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay goodbye i'm done .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp;oh, say whatever you want about me, i'll never break my bones because of you . that little speck of hate will go away as time flies by . i'm pretty sure i'm nice enough to you . i guess its bad enough i have to interrupt in your life . but oh well, you can't have th whole world to yourself, cn you ? you're just gonna have to deal with me . i hope you're very satisfied, darlingg .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-2087682494378895349?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/2087682494378895349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=2087682494378895349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2087682494378895349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2087682494378895349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/12/nickasaurrr-rawwr.html' title='; NICKASAURRR ! RAWWR !'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-2046740868764431939</id><published>2008-12-27T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T01:15:04.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>; campingLOVE .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 231px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1365.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 430px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1482.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 225px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1402.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 413px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1489.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 258px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1601.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 259px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1502.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 454px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1610.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 445px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1527.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 277px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1660.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 278px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1674.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 289px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1751.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/dilaamee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 499px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/dilaamee2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 538px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1758.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/espressodoggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 574px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/espressodoggy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/liadilaa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 334px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/liadilaa1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 463px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1686.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 247px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1712.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 452px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1704.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 252px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1734.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 454px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1737.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey, i'm back from tht camping thingy &amp;amp; uhh, well, sorry fr nt saying goodbye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say thankyou coz i stuffed you with pictures .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well uhh, i'm bored . &amp;amp;&amp;amp; iira's here . so hello to her to .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend's at a pool party . looking at girls in bikinis . hah, he's not getting away with that though . maybe a slap or two .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay goodbye , i'm bored .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-2046740868764431939?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/2046740868764431939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=2046740868764431939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2046740868764431939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2046740868764431939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/12/campinglove.html' title='; campingLOVE .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-8983930379364424251</id><published>2008-12-23T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T02:53:09.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>; my nostalgic desires .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/youknowyouloveme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 136px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/youknowyouloveme.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, i had a little camwhoring moment while talking to mr. right on the phone . yes , love , i was camwhoring when you were talking to me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've had the tendency to blog everyday thanks to the boredom of summer holidays .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;oh, you might've noticed i've changed th page layout fr th blog . &amp;amp;i was lucky fr th first time in searching blog skins, i took only 5 minutes to find th ones i wanted &amp;amp; decide . miracle .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been nostalgic recently, as the long hours of the day leave me to ponder about the past . how i wish everything were the way they were . i regret a lot of things, and i'm missing a lot of people . but i've tried, and i can't ever question myself again whether i should give in more effort to replace all that . i've been hurt &amp;amp; heartbroken &amp;amp; sorrow has filled me in plenty of ways, but there were moments where i can't seem to forget th happiness .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i've said, i'm putting in a big effort to change . i'm only a quarter through it, maybe less . but i promised, i will change for the better .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;to all the people that i've lost in my life, well, i'll still be standing at the spot where you left me, different at the most, but i'll still be there . always . awaiting your return and mourning in silent . i've missed all of you . the laughs, the secrets, all of it . i guess i was the one who ruined all that . blame me for the wrong i did, but i do not blame me fr either your stubborness or unwillingness to actually be in my life again .and well, i regret everything i said or did . i mean, sorry doesnt make it up . but you know i've tried, it didn't change your opinions, so there . i guess only time can heal things .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i wasnt even planning to blog about that but there it is .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i need to brush up on my HTML/Coding skills . anyone there to offer help ? there's websites but i think its best for me to learn when you show it straight to my face .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, umm, bad news, i havent touched my guitar in two weeks . rachel keeps telling me practice makes perfect . but i've always been a lazy ass &amp;amp; uhh, like seriously, i give up easily when it comes to NOT social things .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeahhs, i should end this blog post now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm craving for more gossip girl . yes, i fell in love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-8983930379364424251?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/8983930379364424251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=8983930379364424251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8983930379364424251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8983930379364424251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-nostalgic-desires.html' title='; my nostalgic desires .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-2749598040195692596</id><published>2008-12-21T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:32:36.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>; twist&amp;shout .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/sweets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 338px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/sweets.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/emptyglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 345px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/emptyglasses.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/dilaalyaniss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 332px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/dilaalyaniss.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 264px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 265px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1352.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 267px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1347.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 267px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1344.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 273px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1341.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 285px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1332.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 282px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1340.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 268px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1330.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 287px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/IMG_1339.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i started with th overwhelming photos (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;that was my weekend (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was at the city with th family (smurf t-shirt!) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, that was funn . just family time, yah knw ? we had iced coffee, chocolate &amp;amp; mocha respectively . we were actually going fr th frappes, bt th frikin blender wasn't working :(  my dad drove us rround south perth fr a bit, sightseeing ? :S but yeahs, that was just quality timeeeeee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;OH, i bought a bottle of blue nail polishhhh . heh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was at a wedding in balcatta, harbour town, auntie sukma's &amp;amp; fishing till midnight :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT WAS FUNFUNFUNNNN ! omggg ! yeps, so th wedding was a bore, i saw TAUFIK though ! ahah, i was going to say hi but, i thought not to instead . haha . harbour town, i bought a pair of three quarters fr th xmas camping tripp which i'll rant bout ltrrrr . lugged around auntie sukma and played round with nad &amp;amp; dann, they're adorableee (:  &amp;amp;OH, as i always say, i want one of each of themm, pretty please ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when that was over and done with, we "kidnapped" nadiah to go fishing with th hamkhas (: originally at th E-shed bt it was cold and rainingso we headed to th new habour at mindarie . uncle hafiz, his dad &amp;amp; uncle kamsani joined in as well (: that was pure fun . even though i was like this extra who didnt even knw how to fish . haha . hakim taught me, sorta, but i kinda wrecked it, coz i couldnt pay attention . hehe . sorry, teacher fr nt paying attention :D next time you teach me again, properly, ay , baby ? :P yeahh, we went home just past midnight . nadiah was gonna originally sleep over but her parents got worried so then they picked her up and went . okay, no, they spent like 2 hours talking till 2 in th morning . haha . i was asleep an hour before . but yeahhs, tht was saturdayyy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was a nice picnic at king's park :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was THE FUNNEST FUN EVERRRRRRRRRR ! it was like 5 FAMILIES ! hahah . the more th merrier . i was running around, th whole time, okay not really . i was hanging out with kim &amp;amp; oni till ira arrived (: i ate a hot dog, and two pieces of steak . hahah, details much ? i got three kisses on th cheek , thank you very much . &amp;amp;LOADS OF FREE HUGSSSS ! haha, that was funn . i had a go on the swings too . and oh, me, uncle oni &amp;amp; kim's hangout place was a humungous log, ahhah, that was funny . and someone was being mean to meeee :P with th whole nickname stuffs . all th kids were like stuck in th carpark coz th parents were discussing some stuffs about road trips to busselton and yeahhs . so then we went homeee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ROAD TRIPS . well, i'm going camping for xmas, ira was gonna come but plans changed and kim just MIGHT be coming instead , that'd be funn . th place is just further down margaret river . i forgot what its called, its either, thursday to friday or thursday to saturday, not so sure . and oh, we're doing a lil fishing . and i think i'm gonna die, coz i have to save power fr my psp, like 5 HOURS HAS TO LAST 48 OR 72 HOURS !!!!!! ughh . &amp;amp; my phone, i'll probs have no signal anyways, bt i need entertainment . how suckish is that . ughh, surrounded by NATURE ?! what ?! okay, its cool and everything but not used to it . it'd be much better if i had more company, aka hakim comes along . YOU SEE THAT, I WANT YOU TO COMEE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and th busselton thing, THAT'S TWO BUSES FULL OF PEOPLE ! haha, nt really, coz think we're renting a bus and bringing a car along ! yay ! i'm gonna be in th bus th whole timee ! i hope . ugh, i do not wanna take turns . that's gonna be funn ! we're spending a night there . same people from th picnic is coming except for auntie aniss's family . FUNN I TELL YA ! i can't wait !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, summer holidays are DA BOMBBB ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i still have to worry about that new school .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG . im in love with ELECTRONICA &amp;amp; GOSSIPGIRL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,i'm in love with 3oh!3, nickasaur, stereo skyline, amy can flyy, the medic droid &amp;amp; loads of other stuffs .&lt;br /&gt;but really i'm dead in love with Fer Sure &amp;amp; Fscene8 both by Medic Droid .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go listen on youtube, i'm too lazy to post .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;no, i don't know, why my flash fetish does not work on my computer anymore . so gayy that way . anyways, yeahhs . i'm sorry if your eyes hurt, not my fault ay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, sorry if you get confused with what's going on with me and that guy over thr , haha, figure out who he is, you can determine our relationship by observations . have funn with th puzzle (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; really please just excuse me if you have a problem with what you figured out, i can't stay away from him, make me then . you can try, you won't succeed but if you're a little tad of a challenger , go ahead and try (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun with that too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG, i only had a kitkat, a chocolate gold coin and drank water, ever since i woke up today and i didnt eat dinner ystrday andth last thing i ater properly was a hotdog at th picnic, 24 hours ago . wow, my tummy can stand it . i just didnt feel like eating . but i guess, your opinion might differ thought, so whatever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, goodbyes, my fingers are achiing and i'm hungry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-2749598040195692596?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/2749598040195692596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=2749598040195692596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2749598040195692596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2749598040195692596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/12/twist.html' title='; twist&amp;shout .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-5812849372417571010</id><published>2008-12-19T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:33:32.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>; oh wow, i never thought .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm48/dohall/gossip-girl.png" alt="gossip girl Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG . i'm almost finished watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;ossip girl&lt;/span&gt; season one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in love with it from the very first episode (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im going to rant about it &amp;amp; twilight th whole blog, maybe three quarters, so if you dnt wanna knw, dnt read (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone watch it ??? okay, anyone ALLOWED to watch it and actually watches it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i think it might be another one of my obsessions next to twilight . but i do notice loads of people favoring Nate Archibald (Chace Crawford) when i'm actually loving Dan Humphrey (Penn Badgley) . weird .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm thinking Blair Waldorf (Leighton Meester) is a bitch, and i like Serena Van Der Woodsen (Blake Lively) better .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's who i'm talking about :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 365px; height: 365px;" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj14/aaliyah262/ggcollage.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what if we were in that kinda life ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Gossip Girl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; revolves around the lives of socialite teenagers growing up on New York City's Upper East Side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Upper_East_Side" title="Upper East Side"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; who attend elite academic institutions while dealing with ..., drugs, jealousy, and other issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah, that's what th whole commotion is about , it's kinda like bold&amp;amp;beautiful but teen version ? and less complicated . i never liked these kinda things but, i like gossip girl . and i think that's my only exception .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because, all my life,  the closest thing i've ever liked on tv to gossip girl and actually enjoyed, is friends .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yup, that's th closest . my tv life is surrounded by criminal minds &amp;amp; CSI, and maybe a little of gray's anatomy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s227/Sportychick1960/twilight.jpg" alt="twilight Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;along with this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii132/goofygoober17/twilight.jpg" alt="twilight Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is my ultimate number one obsession .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for now .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that reminds me, i am in love with Clair De Lune by Debussy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i'm in love with Bella's Lullaby by Carter Burwell .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, i will end off with those lovely classicals (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;goodbye .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; 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background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-5812849372417571010?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/5812849372417571010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=5812849372417571010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5812849372417571010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5812849372417571010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-wow-i-never-thought.html' title='; oh wow, i never thought .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-1406618504169976085</id><published>2008-12-18T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:04:39.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>; let's just take this route instead .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had the most overwhelming past to days i've ever had . i absolutely and inceredibly have enjoyed the delights of what has happened yet . . . somehow putting myself in the path of self-discovery yet again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you guys ever had moments where you think about yourself ? you ponder what you have done wrong . trying to find conclusions and change yourselves but really, only barely trying to attempt your actions to change or never even have an attempt at all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had plenty of those "selfish" thoughts and tried to change myself, but only barely trying . but this time, i find it more motivational, different . and with support , which i highly appreciate .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou, for everything that you've done &amp;amp; made me realise . as i always say, i really do not deserve you or any of your adoration and care . but you stick by my side anyways .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made a promise to myself to change my ways, from this day on, i'm not the same .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'll be making one to that person i mentioned (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not really a matter of deliberate changes, it's only the little things .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;sometimes, it's not even my own fault . i get the fact that not everyone has the same perspective . and once i do or say something, what i was meant to convey differently, may seem very wrong to everyone else .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only a matter of misunderstanding . yet people typically bring matters to their worst .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a little advice (which i am NOT saying in sarcasm .) listen carefully an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;d think about what that person has to say before rebounding back with negative thoughts and comments .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're really not sure what the person is trying to say, ask again . and you might just be thankful for doing that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might think it's a highly stupid habit and a little nosy (maybe a lot) but, i have a high tendency of wanting to help people in need . even if they don't ask for it . and then, people think i'm being a big busybody .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not, if you're a great observer, you will notice that i will ask the most discreet questions, one that will not make you feel that you've told me a secret .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sincere when i say i want to help or give advice . it's just one of my many traits that i have yet to control .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not whatsoever, a nosy person . you may ask the ones closest to me, i have not once ever been nosy . maybe once or twice on childhood terms, but that is all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, some of you think i'm a liar . yes, i might have to lie sometimes when things get desperate, bbut that's only when needed . i tell the truth most times . and don't excuse me of being a faulty hypocrite . look at yourselves first .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i sometimes think i'm always right, for some reasons i do not know . but i promise i will contain myself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are so many other things to say , but that's only me and that one person . i can't disclose anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i beg of you to understand and have my sympathy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bacause you might just end up on that path of self discovery instead (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-1406618504169976085?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/1406618504169976085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=1406618504169976085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1406618504169976085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1406618504169976085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/12/lets-just-take-this-route-instead.html' title='; let&apos;s just take this route instead .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-3608867663908172123</id><published>2008-12-17T05:32:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T05:42:22.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>; yes, no or maybe . i'm not so sure .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm still pondering about you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i've told you, just maybe, you hide your feelings from yourself, for reasons i have yet to know, and so do you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in such a problematique that i can't seem to figure all of this out . yes, i know, i do love you but . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i suppose to accept you again ? i feel ultimately useless, as i feel you want me back when you feel like it and chuck me away when you don't . i know what a sincere person you are, and i trust you . but it's like the boy who cried wolf . i really don't know what to do . i can't seem to live without you but if i accept you might just throw me away again . now you said you love me but you'll think about it if you'll take me back . i don't want to get hurt again, and i know you don't want to live ur life knowing you've made me cry and never apologised .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm irrevocably&amp;amp;unconditionally in love with you, i'm not lying .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i confessed again my feelings . to which you professed your undying love as well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you mean it, i'm just not so sure if you'll change your mind .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i just please you with the fact that love's not a game and im not a player ? i follow your desicions as i'm so lovesick . and my only remedy is to love you more .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't get our love story . i want it to happen but please don't complicate it anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-3608867663908172123?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/3608867663908172123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=3608867663908172123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3608867663908172123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3608867663908172123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes-no-or-maybe-im-not-so-sure_17.html' title='; yes, no or maybe . i&apos;m not so sure .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-7020939514747472086</id><published>2008-12-17T05:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T05:32:56.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>; yes, no or maybe . i'm not so sure .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-7020939514747472086?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/7020939514747472086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=7020939514747472086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7020939514747472086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7020939514747472086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes-no-or-maybe-im-not-so-sure.html' title='; yes, no or maybe . i&apos;m not so sure .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-8627557623518480516</id><published>2008-12-16T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T03:20:08.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;yes, we do like our McD's .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here are a few snaps&amp;amp;edits from mondayyyy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle oni slept over ever since sunday . so then, we had our evenings walking through the park/beach and had a little snack at McCafe's . muffins&amp;amp;coffee . tea at around half past seven is the most unusual thing but hey, it was yumm (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 262px; height: 349px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/34/09/27899043/1_529084106l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 257px; height: 341px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/34/09/27899043/1_677271044l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 386px; height: 289px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/34/09/27899043/1_300557298l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 261px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/34/09/27899043/1_319070396l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 256px; height: 338px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/34/09/27899043/1_318166635l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 336px; height: 254px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/34/09/27899043/1_740828994l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 303px; height: 404px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/34/09/27899043/1_186847551l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 357px; height: 268px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/34/09/27899043/1_724818243l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 381px; height: 287px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/34/09/27899043/1_943037234l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 289px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/34/09/27899043/1_768252863l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 332px; height: 247px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/34/09/27899043/1_249997514l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 435px; height: 326px;" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/34/09/27899043/1_829529786l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp;so that was my monday evening . i had plenty of fun . it wasn't enough to entirely distract me from what i'm thinking of nowadays 24/7 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to figure myself out, and you want me to forget this . &amp;amp;i cant lie that i my obsession for you is over, when the plain eye can see it so well . it only seems that everything around me is giving me a piece of romance, in any form . like a middle finger right in my face when i'm pissed . i dont know if it makes sense . bt its like a huge taunt to me that i cant heal by myself . love hurts . but, that's okay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is no remedy for love, but to love more .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- David Foster .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-8627557623518480516?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/8627557623518480516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=8627557623518480516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8627557623518480516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8627557623518480516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-do-like-our-mcds.html' title='&amp;yes, we do like our McD&apos;s .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-6284151842165859769</id><published>2008-12-16T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T01:48:45.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm enjoying my moviess (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spent the day lugging around really .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finding the long holidays a huge bore as i haven't been out much . here's my routine : get up, wash up, computer, have a shower, call people, a movie or two or maybe three, wait for parents to come home, computer, dinner, television, have a chat with family . and yup, that's all i do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TWILIGHTobsessed &lt;/span&gt;that it's scary . not as scary as ira, whom can't sleep at night thinking about edward (who's mine) . WHO'S WITH ME ? twilightOBSESSED i mean (: and oh, i've always been in love with paramore but now that's getting obsessive too . heh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;omfg . &lt;/span&gt;i'm heading for a new school next year and well, that's plain scary . nono, my fellow singaporeans , it ain't the same . the clubbing, the smoking, the gangs . all so frightening but i guess as long as i make friends with good people, it won't hurt as much . but the people who promised me that they'll help me through this and will tell me if any differences occur, please keep that promise .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and oh, have a mentioned my love for everything romance now ?&lt;/span&gt; pfft, just because my love story didn't work out . . . *sigh* i know people keep telling me to forget everday, it's just so difficult to accept that plain fact that . . . well, it's the end . i still try, and no, i can't stop . sometimes, i wish some things never happened .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've so far watched (reruns that is) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Notebook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ayat2 Cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;What Happens in Vegas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;A Walk To Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Just My Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and other cheesy stuffs . see, this is how lovesick i get . no, i don't show it, because then it'd be just ugly and desperate .&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; [ and yes, love, i want you back . ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, wow, im bored .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, im pretty silent now and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm HUNGRRRRYYYYYY ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-6284151842165859769?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/6284151842165859769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=6284151842165859769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/6284151842165859769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/6284151842165859769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-enjoying-my-moviess.html' title='i&apos;m enjoying my moviess (:'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-5102173676062412606</id><published>2008-12-15T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:25:23.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>; &amp;i'm back .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hello my lovelies once again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back and not all that well, i'm sorry to say . all my missing events and dates are all on my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; MULTIPLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; page . if you're absolutely bored and curious , go ahead and have a read . i've had so many changes happen, it's kinda to quick for me to cope . but anyways, i'll be blogging in blogger again and of course still remain in multiply . i find myself a too lazy person to upload photographs on blogs, which people yearn to see instead of endless words . i'll buck up and try to upload them anyways since its the holidays and i've got plenty of time to spare . i hope at least someone's reading my blog .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; i find it inevitably lonely here , nonetheless my leaving temporarily for multiply . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've survived plenty of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HEARTBREAKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; but that's okay . i'll blog more when i actually have something to blog about (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-5102173676062412606?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-8814093305879693341</id><published>2008-10-16T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:19:36.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>; stranger .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we're strangers .&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe what you said .&lt;br /&gt;it's not the same anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost fight .&lt;br /&gt;my fight for you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had it been a mistake ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't get this heartbreak .&lt;br /&gt;please tell me why i'm still here .&lt;br /&gt;you meant the world to me .&lt;br /&gt;why did you have to go ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand the silence .&lt;br /&gt;the memories flooding back .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were my refuge .&lt;br /&gt;you were my angel .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't say how much you meant to me .&lt;br /&gt;it's to much to bare .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't get this heartbreak .&lt;br /&gt;please tell me why i'm still here .&lt;br /&gt;you meant the world to me .&lt;br /&gt;why did you have to go ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said you were sorry .&lt;br /&gt;oh, that's a lie .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell back in your arms .&lt;br /&gt;you threw me aside .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't get this heartbreak .&lt;br /&gt;please tell me why i'm still here .&lt;br /&gt;you meant the world to me .&lt;br /&gt;why did you have to go ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did you have to go . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, another song .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow , my creative juices are up and working .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what triggered my very very hopeless brain ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-8814093305879693341?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/8814093305879693341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=8814093305879693341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8814093305879693341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8814093305879693341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/10/stranger.html' title='; stranger 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand this silence .&lt;br /&gt;i  can't stand the pain .&lt;br /&gt;wont you just take me away ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone tell me that i'm dreaming .&lt;br /&gt;this is one of those nightmares where i cant wake up .&lt;br /&gt;losing you all over again&lt;br /&gt;is my definite fear .&lt;br /&gt;your my beautiful disaster .&lt;br /&gt;i want you here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you despise me&lt;br /&gt;i love you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll continue it soon .&lt;br /&gt;cheers .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-7590592221542740349?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/7590592221542740349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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read Nicholas Spark's books lately . they're all so . . . mushy gushy romantic types .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i am in th mood fr right now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm posting another song up of my own now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tc .&lt;br /&gt;sorry fr th really short blog entry . i suck at blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-35023320284936607?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/35023320284936607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=35023320284936607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like the still silence of noise .&lt;br /&gt;when you say my name .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not the same .&lt;br /&gt;i think you know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to know you so well .&lt;br /&gt;are you my stranger now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might kill me to forgive .&lt;br /&gt;yet maybe it's worth it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is hidng in your eyes .&lt;br /&gt;and i think i know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't defend what's mine&lt;br /&gt;if you keep fighting for lost .&lt;br /&gt;i can't say your name&lt;br /&gt;if it's such a wordless desire .&lt;br /&gt;what's yours is mine .&lt;br /&gt;or does that not count anymore ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hold on to this .&lt;br /&gt;your letting go .&lt;br /&gt;i think i know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your the beautiful disaster to my perfection .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it all gone ?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not here for you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my feelings that pull me back to your ocean .&lt;br /&gt;it's my fear of falling that bring me to your caution .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now you know .&lt;br /&gt;now i know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't defend what's mine .&lt;br /&gt;if you keep fighting for lost .&lt;br /&gt;i can't say your name .&lt;br /&gt;if it's such a wordless desire .&lt;br /&gt;what's yours is mine .&lt;br /&gt;or does that not count anymore ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i figure this out ?&lt;br /&gt;it's not my place, not anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the realm of insanity .&lt;br /&gt;i held my hand out&lt;br /&gt;but would you take it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't defend what's mine .&lt;br /&gt;if you keep fighting for lost .&lt;br /&gt;i can't say your name .&lt;br /&gt;if it's such a wordless desire .&lt;br /&gt;what's your is mine .&lt;br /&gt;or does that not count anymore ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is something hidden in this wordless game of heartbreak .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what did you think of it ?&lt;br /&gt;my new song that i thought of ten minutes ago .&lt;br /&gt;no title yet .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these things just pop out of your head, don't they ?&lt;br /&gt;now, i have to find the riffs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we're gonna make such fools of ourselves .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the truth is hiding in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it's hanging on your tongue .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how can i defend what's mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when your always taking sides ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's not the same .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can't you be a man about it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if your a man at all .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is something in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that might kill me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want it to be true .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-3314389645441976606?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/3314389645441976606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=3314389645441976606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3314389645441976606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3314389645441976606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/10/didnt-i-tell-you.html' title='; didn&apos;t i tell you ?'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-7121412602619422927</id><published>2008-10-14T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T00:34:15.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>; i'm going to have that plane waiting .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hellos my dears .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i'm back tomorrow ! the next day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been home fr nearly a month . i'm missing you guys badly . though, i'm reluctant to head back . s'pore's wonderful and i'm enjoying everything .espacially the people .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i guess, home's the place to be .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be seeing some of you on friday ; the rest on saturday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i get back , umm, i might be a little different . well, maybe . depends on your pov .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personality wise ? *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then today's goodbye to everyone day fr me . it's suckish .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate goodbyes ; good or bad .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few new bands have popped up on my favourite lists . fronted by girls :D&lt;br /&gt;VersaEmerge and Ruefue are a big hit fr me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/XLNG99ylO8/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/XLNG99ylO8/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/ESBs37/music/tsXTOTm-/versaemerge_the_authors/"&gt;The Authors - VersaEmerge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, couldn't find ruefue though . sorry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds kinda like paramore in a way . ouh, that reminds me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ukr7Rj5rWX/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ukr7Rj5rWX/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/rhojmusic/music/5QknjUI0/paramore_decode_high_quality/"&gt;Decode [High Quality] - Paramore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's going to be on the twilight soundtrack ! yay ! it really defines the first book/film .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wants to watch the movie with me ?? haha . i'm psyched about it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i have to pack up . so, i'll see you guys soon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-7121412602619422927?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/7121412602619422927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=7121412602619422927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7121412602619422927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7121412602619422927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-going-to-have-that-plane-waiting.html' title='; i&apos;m going to have that plane waiting .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-4546326377687387502</id><published>2008-10-12T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T06:10:30.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>; oh wow, i've ran out of things .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;HEEEELLLLLLOOOOWW !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow, i'm weirdweirdweird .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, last time i blogged ; library, fiqah etc .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, that was on tuesday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which was . uhh. long ago. so i'm NOT recapping on everything , since im a lazy sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i'm no show-offy whore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's recap ystrday and today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ystrday ; nm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jln2 raya with family then stopped by vivo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ALMOST got my nike airforce . heh . but i decided to get it over in aus instead .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thenthenthen todayyyy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm, me ; being the nicestnicestnicest sister in the WORLD. brought my sis out to tampines mall .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not knowing that i brought $100+ with me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arfah came along too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shopped and shopped and shopped . i ended up spending $80 . well, i spent my money on converse bag, accesories , hairspray (yes i know, wtf) and a little something for someone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, let's keep that confidential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeahyeahyeahs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been a veryveryvery bad blogger nowadays .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad grammar, weird language/definitions, freaky format .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well , i guess that's what makes it unique ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, just excuse the craziness . and now im just ranting .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, shutting up right about now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-4546326377687387502?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/4546326377687387502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=4546326377687387502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4546326377687387502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4546326377687387502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-wow-ive-ran-out-of-things.html' title='; oh wow, i&apos;ve ran out of things .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-732237922091228173</id><published>2008-10-07T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:31:43.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>; let's count flowers instead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;helloHELLOhello .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ohh, sorry ; excuse the retardedness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;let me post pics frrm TM ; off sunday (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=77street.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/77street.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=exquisite.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/exquisite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, its just two, but hey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay now monday ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was nothing really. just followed arfah to meet her boyfriend zul. so then, it became a makeout session with me being calefare. ugh. i was being a camwhore before i went (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=intimidate.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/intimidate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i look like i'm stepping minah. hahas . wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i slept over her house too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then came tuesday ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;which was funFUNfun ! i met fiqah (: she's coolios, bayybehh ! we were hanging out in the tampines library with her, her boyfriend and his friends and arfah and me. that was fun. we were making noise. then we step bace buku the n after kene halau. hahas. here's the library pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=allwrong.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/allwrong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=helloworld.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/helloworld.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=librarystepping.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/librarystepping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=love.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=randomm.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/randomm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;fiqah's hair was wet coz she had a making out session with her boyfiee at sunplaza across th road then it was raining heavily and they ran across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC08220.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m250/xxaaliyahxx/DSC08220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;cute or what ? so the veryvery jeolous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha, so that's all the pics i've got for now. i've got more but then i'll be stuffing up the whole thing (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;so then, arfah went of with zul for her making out session at sunplaza. then i went with fiqah, her bf, and friends to tampines mall. we came across rauf at McD's. deja vu much ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;he was with squap(faris) and jerry. they were... playing around, you could say ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we were just walking around, not doing anything in particular. we even walked in toy stores (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then it was just me and fiqah. we walked round and round just waiting for arfah to call when she's done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;fiqah went home and it was surreal me ; waiting for arfah to get her butt to the interchange where i was waiting for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i saw kak iqa then just the quick hello/goodbye thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, so that was my tuesday in very low definition. coz im not bothered typing. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;see you people on the 15th, for those in perth (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-732237922091228173?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/732237922091228173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=732237922091228173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/732237922091228173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/732237922091228173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/10/lets-count-flowers-instead.html' title='; let&apos;s count flowers instead.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-3927345294410932495</id><published>2008-10-05T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T08:42:56.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>; once bitten, twice shy .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ohh wowowow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;heeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;delightful day today (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;cheers to all of youuuu. anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, me &amp;amp; haikal were contemplating whether to go out with arfah since she had a curfew up till two &amp;amp; it was already 11.30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;bangbangboom. it was 12.30 by the time the three of us met. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;heh, i have weird definitions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;yeahh so then, we headed to tampines mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we were damnn thirsty and arfah's voice was getting hoarse and rough. hohoho. so we headed to McD's bayybehh. heh. and bought two regulars ; iced lemon tea for moi and iced milo for my lovely. haikal...hah, he went straight for the McChicken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then he wanted to get a bag from 77th Street ; so we went there and we spent waiting for him for like half an hour. holy jeebers, that guy can bloody hell shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;guess what. bengap sak dier ; in the end he got a cap. a CAP. singular. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;wasting our time much ? but nevermind. i only see him a couple of days in a year, so whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we were supposed to meet arfah's boyfiie &amp;amp; his two friends ; which we did. okay, are guys in s'pore getting more kentalan or what ? irritating sak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, we met them just outside the interchange across TM. holy shyt, mate. arfah was trying to hook me up with his friend.. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;which ALMOST work. if only i was SINGLE which i am proud that i am NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;what's with the caps ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;scandal muchh ? heh, but why would i decline ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;so then we were walking. okay. we &amp;amp; them. meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;arfah&amp;amp;zul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;me&amp;amp;haikal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;damnn, irritating mate. she goes off with her BOYFRIEND and i'm stuck with my cousin ? lame ass. both of zul's friends went ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we headed to the arcade. TIMEZONE. gay or what ? but the boys wanted to soo...yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and that slumber of a guy wants to kenal2 me but he's shy ? wat th farkkk. i got flattered at first but serzly, klau nak hit, jgn malu uhh, leh naik bingit siot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i got kinda pissed and fed up. but got calmed down after. all the guys syiok sendiri, main game. arfah was up for a daytona usa race with me but i declined ; i said to her, i'll win hands down. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks to my expertise with need for speed : own the city ??? lameeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;AND GUESS WHAT. he berkenan with ME, zul's friend. meeeee !!! ugh. like literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;holy shitters. i could've slapped his face right there and there but i'm such a POLITE lady. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;he wants to meet me tomorrow. alone. and now i have to find a polite way to decline and tell him im happily TAKEN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;tak tau malu ; arfah said he's got a queue of FIVE girls after him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;that ticked me off, GET ONE OF THEM, WILL YOU. not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;AND YOU KNOW WHAT ! he was discussing ME to arfah and arfah told him to talk to me and he said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;"dier jambu tapi aku malu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;"she's cute"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;fark uhh. merepek sak. say it to my face, gentleman. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i gotta admit he's hawwt. hoho. dah marah2, pastu admit hot. merepek sak aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and he did talk to me ; sorta. asking me typical questions (i.e where you from etc). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and he told me to sit next to him, on SEPERATE chairs, which i did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;layan2 jer la. asl dier bahagia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, that all happened before three thirty . plans changed. arfah's curfew got extended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then i had to go ; zul's friend was like giving me signals to CALL him ; i gave in a fake smile. and said bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously, it's all cute and everything but...NO. i cant. i dont want to. never. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;see, i'm faithful and loyal. *high-fives*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okayy, my auntie+mum picked me and haikal up afterwards at the taxi stand to jalan raya. i changed in the car ; just my top. with haikal LOOKING THE OTHER WAY. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we went to three houses in total. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;that was my day for today (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;met a guy who's in love with me at first sight ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;played in the arcade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;saw my cousin snuggle up to her boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;waited while haikal shopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and jalan raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;wow. okay anyways, my mum is headed to kuala lumpur during the week. im not going ; i'll be sleeping over arfah's. and hopefully, i WILL NOT bump into Mr. ilikeherbuti'mtooshy guy. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, it's half past eleven, i wanna go get some shuteye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i saw your pics during raya in perth. you stooopidssss. make me jeolous, raya here so slumber sia. tk hiburan sangat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, i'm missing you guys loads and i lovelovelove you :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;ohh, i'll be back on the FIFTEENth not the 10th. so...yeah. extra five days....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby, i miss you loads.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love you always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-3927345294410932495?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/3927345294410932495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=3927345294410932495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3927345294410932495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3927345294410932495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/10/once-bitten-twice-shy.html' title='; once bitten, twice shy .'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-8143665237171009857</id><published>2008-10-03T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:09:34.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>; ohh, hello. i guess i'm back (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HELLO !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i didn't blog ever since...tuesday ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha, sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;first, it was because of raya &amp;amp; second, the internet was down on the desktop &amp;amp; seriously, i'm not really bothered getting the laptop out. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, i've got a whirlwind to tell you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;if i can remember. stm's nt a good thing to suffer from :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;first day of raya, hiburan of the century (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, everyone. practically, EVERYONE came over my auntie's place to visit my grandma (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;that was funn. i'm not going into details ; that'll be...suffering my fingers to ultimate endless typing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;heh. melodramatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, the second day of raya ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;went to my dad's side. umm, four houses in total (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;now the third day of raya ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, it wasn't really raya. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;hopefully, no adult who knows my parents will read this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, so me &amp;amp; my cousin, arfah told our parents we were going to tampines mall to our parents with haikal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but obviously, that's an ultimate bore of a place so we planned to go to ViVo City instead which we did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;haikal didnt show up. humph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, we arrived at four ; yes, late, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ohh well, we had long john silver and we talked and ate for an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we went to the skypark, well really, just the rooftop. then we were camwhoring for like 45 minutes. hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we're such syiok sendiris sometimes ; that was fun though. like to the maxx (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we singgah starbucks ; i got my mocha frappuchino :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we decided to go to wak amin's house after ; my mum tole me and her to reach there before eight and meet them all there, which we did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we were the only ones there with kak amalina then we were lugging round her room and messed round with her straightener. we were watching friends but i reckon that was season three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, then everyone else came then kak amalina + my fam + wak yah + kak ira went to fetch kak iqa &amp;amp; abg wan then we headed to the cash ktv (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we were screaming our lungs out ; that was funnnnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we headed to jalan kayu to makan. till four in the morning (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i woke up at eleven coz there were visitors. i'm still kinda tired but hyper still ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;anways, i'll blog more okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;haikal's sleeping over today. ughh, the dude's beating me, he's getting taller. okok, yeah so he's a year older, that should happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;love always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-8143665237171009857?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/8143665237171009857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=8143665237171009857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8143665237171009857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8143665237171009857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/10/ohh-hello-i-guess-im-back.html' title='; ohh, hello. i guess i&apos;m back (:'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-708808005070088634</id><published>2008-09-30T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:17:43.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>; raya's eve :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;hellos !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm excited for tomorrow (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;abg wan's family &amp;amp; wak nisa's are here for the eve, getting all the preparations ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;as much as i miss home, i didn't have raya in singapore ever since '05. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, i'm sounding so gay but i JUST CAN'T FRIKIN WAIT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;everyone's busy with something. wow, it's really just nice bustleness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;though i'm missing home dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;some people yonder on others actions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;; you contemplate on how to show them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i contemplate on how to respond&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it doesn't make sense anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that i'm bothered with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because, i'm sure you're tired of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;truth is, i need you next to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but your not answering my call.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;a little rendition of my friction with a certain someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i find writing those short verses thing, interesting. somewhat poetic. weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, i'm hoping you guys enjoy your raya. i'm plenty sure some of you guys will be extremely delighted i'm gone. gone to not residue you away from the opposites and not to snatch you away from your fantasies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ohh, that'll be my raya gift to you. appreciate it, will you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;enjoy it while you can, because i'll be back (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;to those that are dearly missed, I MISS YOU SO MUCH ! that i would kill for a plane ride back or either to bring you here, well, you pick. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, till here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;MAAF ZAHIR &amp;amp; BATIN (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;love always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-708808005070088634?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/708808005070088634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=708808005070088634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/708808005070088634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/708808005070088634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/rayas-eve-d.html' title='; raya&apos;s eve :D'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-5050581206471528660</id><published>2008-09-29T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:47:03.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>; hello, things changed again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;things are different between us now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet i think we're mending up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the past means nothing now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;however i wish it does.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all those memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;swept up in the closet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;were those moments wasted ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or were they just for the keepsake of the lonely mind ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sorry for the recklessness i've caused to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i hope you are too for the hurt yo've caused me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;the weeping of tears that come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not my fault that i'm imperfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i'm sure it's not yours that your imperfect too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we're only human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i respect that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the present ; my goal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't tell you how delighted it is to have you back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with the rough road in the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know we'll make it work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's a matter of minumum time and a number of imperfections.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the jokes and laughter will residue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and will not exist in this longrun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;though it has before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatever it is, it doesnt matter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've fixed you up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;you've fixed me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-5050581206471528660?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/5050581206471528660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=5050581206471528660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5050581206471528660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5050581206471528660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-things-changed-again.html' title='; hello, things changed again.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-8807235229654809190</id><published>2008-09-29T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:41:13.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>; let's chase the racing cars in the night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay hello again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;let's see sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well stayed at home fr th morning. then we headed to ViVoCity in the afternoon. dila &amp;amp; kak iqa gt baby-G watches. humph, i want one too. then we looked fr dila's raya shoes.  she gt what she wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we headed to toys r us. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;didn't spend much time there. then we picked up abg wan at his house and headed home. he was craving fr the spaghetti my mum was dwelling up fr iftaar :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we all had iftaar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;murtabak, spaghetti bolognes &amp;amp; baked potato + bandung. yumyumyum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was a spare half hour till the baked potato was ready after finishing our plates of spaghetti. no one wanted to get up and wash the plates and waited fr the spaghetti. not to mention, abg wan. haha. he couldn't wait. he had a craving fr western food that night ? i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh, the last F1 race was on tv, so we watched it as well. ooo, first night race in the world as well :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Masso was in the lead fr the first few rounds with Hamilton second. then while getting geared up, he drove off while his crew was still filling up fuel ; making him being one of the last chaps to win. i forgot his name but this guy frm south africa got into a crash and was disqualified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;swerve turn then did a 360 and crashed into half against the wall. the guy was wasn't injured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;due to both events, Rosberg took lead with Alonso second. Hamilton was in eighth place slowly building up from eighth to sixth to fifth to fourth to third ; finalising his concluded position. Alonso gained the lead position, making Rosberg second with Hamilton remaining in third.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;positions did not change untill all sixty one laps were finished. it was a fairly good race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;check defined results here :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formula1.com/results/season/2008/801/"&gt;http://www.formula1.com/results/season/2008/801/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid. i wanted Lewis Hamilton to win. ugh. but he was good throughout. pfft, i can be such a guy sometimes with the whole formula one thingy. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, it's tuesday &amp;amp; tomorrow's HARI RAYA !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;selamat hari raya to you all &amp;amp; maaf zahir &amp;amp; batin (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;hope you guys have a nice raya in perth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i'll update probs on thurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-8807235229654809190?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/8807235229654809190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=8807235229654809190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8807235229654809190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8807235229654809190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/lets-chase-racing-cars-in-night.html' title='; let&apos;s chase the racing cars in the night.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-8748013695324899427</id><published>2008-09-27T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:05:50.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>; i forgot you lived.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i thought you meant something to mr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not the same anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;you said you cared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey, that was long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but those words felt like they could last forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ohh, how i regretted to leave with only trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ordered around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;thought by fullfilling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;you were satisfied with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;like a servent with the master.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;you didn't take a second glance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was distant in your memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;when asked, it was denied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;time, effort wasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;lucky for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was a simple obstacle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;time after time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;you used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i got hurt ; oblivious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;you got away with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;trecherous, devious murder on the inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;you thought i could get trampled over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;yes, how i could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but you did not know how well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i could stand up after that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;stand up to the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;stand up to the hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;stand up to manipulation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;stand up to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;so now you know how i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;your nothing but a distant memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;somthing i'm willing to erase for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;whether i fail or succeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;you'll never trample over me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;like my little dramatic rendition ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;enjoy having a read and get distraught by the melodramaticness (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-8748013695324899427?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/8748013695324899427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=8748013695324899427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8748013695324899427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8748013695324899427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-forgot-you-lived.html' title='; i forgot you lived.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-7669903567566401424</id><published>2008-09-27T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:36:29.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>; another's over &amp; rev up for 14 more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here ; an absolute breeze.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there ; hectic as hell.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i seriously can't figure out why i'm itching to get my arse on that qantas flight and head home. i'm missing everyone and it's been less than a week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;though, i'm glad to NOT be surrounded by SOME people. boy, i sound kiddish. the whole &lt;em&gt;"eww-i-dont-like-you"&lt;/em&gt; factor. but a girl needs to getaway from her nightmare. okay well, saturday's ongoings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up at about 11. spent the morning syncing songs to my auntie's iphone &amp;amp; chatting to hakim. &lt;em&gt;aww, he misses me (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i stayed home fr the whole day. all the cousins were suppose to come and have iftar. which they did (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;spent the time lepak-ing with the cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then at about 10, the "older" cousins (nt all) went to mcdonalds, east coast. hah, supper you might say ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 girls + 1 guy. haha. everyone fit in the 7-seater toyota wish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;that was ultimately funn. we gt back by 11. couldn't stay long, some of them had to head home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was tired so i went to sleep after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;that was my saturday (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;oo, i had a haircut ! pfft, hairdresser reckons i look like a rockstar ? hoho, how awkwardly flattering ? it's just heavily layered. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, i can't wait to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-7669903567566401424?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/7669903567566401424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=7669903567566401424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7669903567566401424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7669903567566401424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/anothers-over-rev-up-for-14-more.html' title='; another&apos;s over &amp; rev up for 14 more.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-1341788717583985389</id><published>2008-09-25T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T20:45:26.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>; her adventures... so far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;blogging from beloved s'pore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;yes, some people read blogs for the pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, pictures say a thousand more things than words do. most times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;though, however unfortunate it is, i will have to go on with this without them. i forgot to bring the cable fr my k800i, so i have to wait till i can borrow it off someone. okay, back to the events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;arrived wednesday morning. literally morning. 3 am, people. my auntie was thinking of sahur outisde but headed back to her place instead to get some shuteye. the flight was irrevocably uncomfortable. tiger airways...stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;lucky we're headed back home with qantas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, spent 3/4 of that same weds at home. then we headed to white sands to get abg wan a cake fr his 18th. wow, i nvr noticed he's already that old. no one knew we came back so we decided to have iftar at his place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;my auntie knocked on the door first then went in. we waited for a spare five minutes then we knocked. &amp;amp;BAM. were they surprised (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, i'm starting to sound highly gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;hah, buka puasa KFC &amp;amp; roti kirai. yumyumyum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;reached home at 12. kak iqa followed us home &amp;amp; slept over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;the next day. thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i didn't wake up for sahur, too tired. headed to wak nisa's house to visit my lil cuzzies. spent about two hours there. was supposed to pick up kak ira then head to johor, but she passed the offer instead. she was tired from working the night before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;so we headed to johor without her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;went to putrajaya and shopped for awhile. watched a movie, money no enough 2. it's this s'porean film by jack neo. it's funny &amp;amp; meaningful at the same time ? we headed to the ground floor after that and went to jusco to get some groceries. it was 6.30 by the time we finished. my auntie had reserved a table for us at the pan pacific to have our iftar. and we were late. heh, bad time management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, we reached there at 10 past 7. it was a buffet dinner and we stuffed ourselves full. hey, it was a personal delight. which of course means, a bad result. i wasn't too stuffed neither was kak iqa but eveyone else was. heh. my auntie, kak iqa &amp;amp; adilah went across to city square to get some stuff then we paid for the buffet. RM393 for six people. but it was half that in SGD so it was reasonable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;filled up the fuel. then we headed home after that. i slept the whole way through (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, that was my two days in s'pore. ohh yeahh, i'm having my haircut today at three in the afternoon. yay ! heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;guilty pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll see you guys soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;love you always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-1341788717583985389?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/1341788717583985389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=1341788717583985389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1341788717583985389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1341788717583985389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/her-adventures-so-far.html' title='; her adventures... so far.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-8065955568735577356</id><published>2008-09-23T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:57:29.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;i'm travelling 2107 nautical miles tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello, my lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm flying off tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TONIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you get the point. time flies by so fast that...i don't even notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my final goodbye before i leave off for Singapore. i'll be sure to update my blog when i arrive though not as often, i'll be busy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i doubt i'll be able to post pics up during my stay ; time is of the esscence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two weeks+4days there might seem long but time goes by fast in s'pore, don't you reckon ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i could spend my raya here though. fr deliquent reasons of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my itinery (so far) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Meet Andrea+Jolene+friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Meet Benjamin+friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Go KTV-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Cut+Dye my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Satisfy my shopping list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Meet Arfah+friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Spend majority of my time with relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Make the most of Raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of going jalan raya with my peeps but... i don't think i have the time. i'm only doing the favour of meeting them as i didn't see them fr nine months. i'll be spending most of my time with family this time round. somehow, the little delight of freedom from roaming around the country with my friends is not so favourable anymore. the warmness of the family sums up to what i want this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay one last thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'LL MISS YOU GUYS&lt;br /&gt;I'LL MISS YOU GUYS&lt;br /&gt;I'LL MISS YOU GUYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp. my kakak &amp;amp; my syg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;loving you always.&lt;br /&gt;..aliyah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-8065955568735577356?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/8065955568735577356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=8065955568735577356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8065955568735577356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/8065955568735577356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/travelling-2107-nautical-miles-tonight.html' title='&amp;i&apos;m travelling 2107 nautical miles tonight.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-7140598744111411279</id><published>2008-09-22T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T03:03:50.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>; my love story.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;these violent delights have violent ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And in their triumph die, like fire &amp;amp; powder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Which, as they kiss, consume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romeo&amp;amp;Juliet, Act II, Scene VI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;beautiful&amp;amp;meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;yet so easy to portray.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-7140598744111411279?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/7140598744111411279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=7140598744111411279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel happy yet sad.&lt;br /&gt;insane yet secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, my heart races rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not ready.&lt;br /&gt;but i want it so bad.&lt;br /&gt;it's not the time yet&lt;br /&gt;for me to fly off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't emphasise enough&lt;br /&gt;on how unready i feel.&lt;br /&gt;the jitters are just coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is i say, will not change a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time.&lt;br /&gt;that little irritating thing.&lt;br /&gt;yet so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe not little, huge.&lt;br /&gt;huger than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that plane's waiting for me tmr night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm going.&lt;br /&gt;ready or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hasn't even occured to my brain&lt;br /&gt;that i need to pack with less than 24 hours away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore's going to be an extreme delight.&lt;br /&gt;but, i don't feel any enthusiasm in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's entirely disorganised.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm not ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-5345393227405208540?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/5345393227405208540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=5345393227405208540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/5345393227405208540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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you have done something absolutely wrong ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a million times ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; it hurts to know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; it was your fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; your regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; your misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you want to reverse time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to stop whatever it was you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you want everything the way it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; back in accordance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; back in order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but i'm sure you know that nothing was or will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; utterly perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so, at least try to make it better than it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; seek for forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you did your part if you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you wait for the other party to proceed with theirs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; by being merciful towards you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but i'm sure 8 out of 10 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; forgiveness is a mere hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a faint light in the darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but you're certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that if you do your part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a huge weight will be lifted off your shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so seek what i say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; right your wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a trial of mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is what it takes to near perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; alrighties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my apologies, people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i ever done anything wrong to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im seriously sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-473453171233191272?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/473453171233191272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=473453171233191272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/473453171233191272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/473453171233191272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorrys-never-enough.html' title='; sorry&apos;s never enough.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-442136154033915197</id><published>2008-09-20T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T04:40:43.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;counting the days ; it's not so bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;im high now.&lt;br /&gt;jokings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, here's my lovelyy saturday, shall we ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at 12 midnight the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;insomiatic&lt;/span&gt;, i tell you, it took me half an hour lying on my bed before i could shut down.&lt;br /&gt;then, woke up at 6.30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i didnt wake up fr sahur.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;washed up &amp;amp; bathed. straightened my hair as that's what boredom allows me to do. lugged in front of the television at 7.45 in the morn while everyone was alsleep. everyone woke up. played around with the com. got ready fr madrasah and headed there at 15 past 10. arrived 20 minutes late but whatever. had the quran reading quiz thingy. texting hakim half the time, heh. umm, mum got me &amp;amp; aniss (adilah stayed home to finish her assignment) &amp;amp; we headed to Karrinyup to buy stuff. i got the first book of the second series in the Gossip Girl series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was suppose to get the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PREQUEL&lt;/span&gt; to Gossip Girl. stupid laaa. gt the wrong one &amp;amp; coudnt be bothered to exchange it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was Cinderella fr like a split second. pfft. had to look fr shoes fr raya. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;no, shopping's nt my thing, honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met Auntie Nani &amp;amp; Nabilah at Lakside. spent 2 hours there ?&lt;br /&gt;bought chocs fr our cousins in s'pore (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had satay&amp;amp;paratha fr iftaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prayed &amp;amp; here i am now on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, i have to start the habit of posting pics up, my blog is boring without 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;MOUMEN IS SOOOOO DEADDD !!!!&lt;br /&gt;ughh, stupid stupid stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;technically, 3 more days till i head off to s'pore.&lt;br /&gt;so fast, aye ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy jeebers, mate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you guys are gonna miss me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH, not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, i'm nt self-centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;but, i'm sure gonna miss you guys !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i have to mug fr my SOSE exams on monday.&lt;br /&gt;tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i still have to pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so disorganised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma start packing now.&lt;br /&gt;cheers peeps !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-442136154033915197?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/442136154033915197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=442136154033915197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/442136154033915197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/442136154033915197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/days-its-not-so-bad.html' title='&amp;counting the days ; it&apos;s not so bad.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-7807112118055608733</id><published>2008-09-18T17:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T17:37:28.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;ohh, the glory of hate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, the people of this damned world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fck it.&lt;br /&gt;im going right into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do people have to be such bitches?&lt;br /&gt;why do people have to lie?&lt;br /&gt;why do people have to impress?&lt;br /&gt;why do people have to fake it?&lt;br /&gt;why do people think that only their way and point of view&lt;br /&gt;is the only correct solution?&lt;br /&gt;why can't everyone stop hating?&lt;br /&gt;why do people jump to conclusion?&lt;br /&gt;why do people have to not be modest?&lt;br /&gt;why do people have to fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?why?why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyy, people includes me too.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;the fights, the hate, the lies, the backstabbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it not enough to appreciate what they have?&lt;br /&gt;what's the point of fighting?&lt;br /&gt;self-dignity?&lt;br /&gt;i dnt think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people dont think about them-fcking-selves before talking bout others.&lt;br /&gt;don't always think your the only one right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;people might come up with retorts on the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;that obviously, i've done wrong too.&lt;br /&gt;but once i done wrong, i dont do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but people nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;know their mistakes, yet they do it again anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty sure i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;to every single wrong thing i did.&lt;br /&gt;i admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterlife.&lt;br /&gt;that's where i'm wanting to head to.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;what i'm striving for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-7807112118055608733?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/7807112118055608733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=7807112118055608733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7807112118055608733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7807112118055608733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/ohh-glory-of-hate.html' title=';ohh, the glory of hate.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-2601943850227129541</id><published>2008-09-18T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T17:20:17.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;tell me if all of this is nothing but a lie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know when you feel uncertain of something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it bothers you a lot in the long run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;contemplating whether it's true or false.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but you can never seem to figure out the exact answer.&lt;br /&gt;draining all your energy never seems enough anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;remember, when we first started out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we were perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you were my heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;then time caught up with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this few months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have been the greatest moments of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't emphasise enough on how incredibly well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things were going between us two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i feel a distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though your standing close to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i feel confusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when we touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's not the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't know if you notice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i know i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone please tell me that this is not happening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that this is a nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because i'll never let this go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i can't find the words to tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-2601943850227129541?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-6379916289296283801</id><published>2008-09-18T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T05:43:48.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;i wish'd to be trapped here forever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BOOYAHH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEYY BAYBEHHS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft. i think the fever's getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;cool down, aliyah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed home today no thanks to the fever. to my displeasure, daddy took me to the doctor's.&lt;br /&gt;headed home straight after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few hours on the computer. spent FOUR hours sleeping. then buka puasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nm happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's rewind to my weekends, shall we ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay saturday.&lt;br /&gt;skipped madrasah only coz my bby wasn't gonna be there. hurhurr. gi madrasah psl tu. ishhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent 3/4 of the day at home. hakim's family came over with abg rizal &amp;amp; his 'rents. spent like an hour and a half there. headed to this wanerroo iftar community thing with them. nm happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. i'm obsessed with this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=13006773&amp;amp;path=2008/09/18&amp;amp;mycolor=000000&amp;amp;mycolor2=FFFFFF&amp;amp;mycolor3=FF0090&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false" name="myflashfetish" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="219" align="middle" border="0" height="35"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com/playlist/13006773" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com/playlist/13006773" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pfft, i'll update when i've got sumthing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;;i'm uncertain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of how i feel about you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-6379916289296283801?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/6379916289296283801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=6379916289296283801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/6379916289296283801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/6379916289296283801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/wishd-to-be-trapped-here-forever.html' title='&amp;i wish&apos;d to be trapped here forever...'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-850826782543743022</id><published>2008-09-13T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:28:57.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;she's back to boybands.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;remember how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt; used to storm the hearts of teenage girls everywhere ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was frikin cocky &amp;amp; gay in a way but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;move over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Varsity Fanclub&lt;/span&gt; is coming to town !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my girly-girlness is overcoming me. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're like...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot, sexy &amp;amp; talented&lt;/span&gt;. sure, they're mainstream but hey, every girl's got that stupid squealing fangirl somwhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out Future Love [it's live, during rehearsels] :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=12860242&amp;amp;path=2008/09/13&amp;amp;mycolor=000000&amp;amp;mycolor2=FFFFFF&amp;amp;mycolor3=FA8ECB&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false" name="myflashfetish" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="219" align="middle" border="0" height="35"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm struck with love [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7.30. god knows why considering i slept at 2 last night, mugging for my science finals. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i covered eight chapters.&lt;/span&gt; i've still got to more to cover till wednesday comes. luckily, i've bucked up a bit in science for this term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm counting the hours till i'm off to s'pore. no one knows we're coming back for raya except one of my aunties.&lt;br /&gt;i left my best cousin in suspicion, she was begging me to tell her. i refused; it was a surprise i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my mum's having a hard time keeping the secret. haha. i keep telling her to hold it whenever she's about to slip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna have iftar at wannerroo. like, a community thingy. that's gonna be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, let's review my changes in music from the year 2005 (random.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from pop &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[hilary duff&amp;amp;kelly clarkson]&lt;/span&gt; then mainstream rock&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[ashlee simpson]&lt;/span&gt; then alternative rock/metal&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[my chem&amp;amp;a7x&lt;/span&gt;] then punk rock&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[paramore]&lt;/span&gt; then mainstream rock&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[boys like girls]&lt;/span&gt; then r&amp;amp;b/hip-hop/pop&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[usher&amp;amp;chris brown]&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; now,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i was pretty much dominated by rock.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i sound cocky while listing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so weird. yet i'm glad i don't like to "follow" other people. i always...kinda...do my own thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've ran out of words to say. i'll update soon [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;she wants to stay in her fantasies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-850826782543743022?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/850826782543743022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=850826782543743022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/850826782543743022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my second cousin, my sister, my best friend, my gossiper, my helper, my advisor (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's headed to s'pore for a week for mid-sems hols &amp;amp; headed back here on Saturday to continue the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'll be on my own i guess, with the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; facets of life crashing down on me.&lt;/span&gt; sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's Saturday at midday &amp;amp; i'm stuck at home. skipped madrasah. watched movies. and now i'm on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy jeebers, i'm suppose to be studying for my science finals on weds... i just can't get myself to it. plus, i'm not really set on the studying mode. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i think i'll cram tonight, have some caffeine in me, &amp;amp; sleep at 3 in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i'm blogging, listening to music &amp;amp; chatting to my best friend. well, he's my own personal entertainment ? haha, he's just damnn funny. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;creds to you, mo (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told him about my second weekend in a row at home, he's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'you wanna come with me to play soccer ?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'hell yeah !'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'come then !'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i wish...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'rofl'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i haven't read a book ever since Breaking Dawn... well, a friend borrowed something off the library for me, Leaving Poppy, it's...well, something different ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in my perspective, the book's about this mentally stressed out young lady (her status due to her whiny half-sister and mother) running away from home to a rented out old house with a few college mates. &amp;amp; the room's she's living in is like haunted. well, it pretty much sums it up to a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; psychopath&lt;/span&gt; story i reckon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abby probs just took that out for me to annoy me. either that or to tell me through a book that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm just as psychotic as the protagonist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer to think of her motive as the first option, though, i reckon, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;the second option is much more realistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since, i'm awfully bored &amp;amp; everything, imma list the songs i've been craving :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;1) Heart Ain't A Brain - Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;2) Told You So - Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;3) Just Dance - Lady GaGa&lt;br /&gt;4) This Is How It Feels - The Veronicas&lt;br /&gt;5) Moving Mountains - Usher&lt;br /&gt;6) Summer Love/Set The Mood - Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;7) Menjaga Hati - Yovie &amp;amp; Nuno&lt;br /&gt;8) Skyway Avenue- We The Kings&lt;br /&gt;9) One Step At A Time - Jordin Sparks&lt;br /&gt;10) Hot &amp;amp; Cold - Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhh...techno, pop, r&amp;amp;b, rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;you have just observed aliyah's awkward mixture of tastes in music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighties, i'll blog when i've got somthing sensible to say.&lt;br /&gt;i'll probs find a way to get out of the house somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;come join me in this dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;filled with rainbows&amp;amp;unicorns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-5746831610236584535</id><published>2008-09-09T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T06:00:13.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;moderate&amp;neutral</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to let it go after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my little remedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuck in my room for 45 minutes, headphones on. forgetting everything. okay, yeahh, sounds psycho but it kinda works. i'm less worked up about everything now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hardest thing to do is forgetting the ones you love most, yet letting go, is the only way to get on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how that makes sense, but it sure of a heck does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how do i explain the uncertainty of my feelings ? it's like a switch that goes on &amp;amp; off alternating everyday. it's not like before, when we loved more than enough. &amp;amp;the doubts about your feelings fill my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though, i'm sure, what we have is not worth throwing away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but do we still have it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing awkwardly well in science. it hasn't always been my strong point in school. yet, physics is kinda my thing ? weirdd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are in two weeks. though i doubt i'll be able to finish them since i have to fly back to my hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;CHRIS BROWN CONCERT BAYYBEHH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with rihanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOINGG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, seriously, im like crapping right now.&lt;br /&gt;i'll update when i have something sensible to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;;a happy ending makes me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coz it ends when i don't want it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-5746831610236584535?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/5746831610236584535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-7169898727292671936</id><published>2008-09-08T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T06:34:51.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;oblivion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;i've had enough of the adrenaline rushes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sick, tired, pissed, upset &amp;amp; all these other feelings that are cooped up inside me. i do not wanna blast out. i've got no valid reason to do such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know i'm wrong. i've lost three people because of it. but, think about it ? it wasn't just me. i'm not saying i'm innocent. i wasn't. i was equally in the wrong. sorry doesn't cover it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my only reason was that i was selfish...plain dead old selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't thinking when i did what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;life is one heck of rollercoaster ride ehh ? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;i don't like rollercoasters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll get through this. somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go back to s'pore more now. i want to runaway from it all. even though, i know it's not a way to solve a problem. but, a little break won't hurt, will it ? my brain feels like it's gonna explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it deserves to be exploded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never thought i'd get myself in this shit. i don't even know how i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be perfectly fine i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;;i'm prepared to take the highway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-7169898727292671936?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/7169898727292671936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=7169898727292671936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7169898727292671936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7169898727292671936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Woke up at 9, lugged in bed &amp;amp;the only labour i did after that was stare at the computer screen &amp;amp; move my fingers along the keyboard &amp;amp; clicking away. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my life is a current bore.&lt;/span&gt; Nothing exciting seems to pop out anymore. i'm craving for adventure after relentless weeks of nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm heading back to S'pore on the 23rd. i'm spending the last week of puasa there &amp;amp; the first week of raya there. ohh, how eventful that will be. mann, how i wish this two weeks could swift past, i'm so desperate to go back. i'm missing the bustleness of the little island city. &amp;amp;of course, i'm missing my relatives there as well. since, i'm such a spoilt brat, i've started composing my shopping list when i get back (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1)Nike AirForce&lt;br /&gt;2)Baby-G Watch (neon coloured)&lt;br /&gt;3)New IPod Cover&lt;br /&gt;4)Converse Chuck Taylor's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's so far it. &amp;amp;ohh, i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEED&lt;/span&gt; a haircut ! my hair's so friggin long, that i consider myself as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;degraded rapunzel. &lt;/span&gt;well, if that makes sense. im going to miss exams, so i have to take them after i get back. bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not feeling jiwang or anything, but i can't stop listening to slow ballads, acoustics etc. lame laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about music, i might be getting an electric guitar+amp by the end of the year.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (repeat: spoilt brat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing fancy though. but if a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gibson&lt;/span&gt; and/or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Fender&lt;/span&gt; comes my way, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm all for it&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, obviously, my dad's the bank for it but he made a lame deal with me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;play me a whole song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;99% correct&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; you get your electric guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahas, me ? 99% accurate ? not gonna happen. but if its for another one of those babys, yeahh i guess a try wouldn't kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guitar Hero III&lt;/span&gt; on Wii looks very tempting. i've tried playing it on PS2 before but that was Guitar Hero. boyy, i suck. but, it's frggin funn. i wanna get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay, how many things did i say im getting/wanting in this single blog entry ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann, someone's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;greedy&lt;/span&gt; :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo, Kak eella rented &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Prom Night &amp;amp; Sixth Sense&lt;/span&gt; out for me. i've been craving for horror/thriller flicks ever since the start of the second semester. weirdd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm gonna help out my mum in the kitchen for iftar.&lt;br /&gt;(pfft, i'll probably be a disaster. i suck in kitchens)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-4672753478847914467?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/4672753478847914467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=4672753478847914467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4672753478847914467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/4672753478847914467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-after-future.html' title='&amp;ohh, i&apos;m after the future.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-7224618272081569132</id><published>2008-09-06T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T06:04:15.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;i guess the past means nothing now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last 9 months has been a rollercoaster ride,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; up &amp;amp; down, round &amp;amp; round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it's September already. a good ol' year has passed since the last Ramadhan. though, reflecting back, i could compare the person i was the year before &amp;amp; the person now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've grown &amp;amp; matured in that span of time. it's amazing how time is running by quickly nowadays. i like to ponder on things lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some random&amp;amp;senseless. other times, logical&amp;amp;appropriate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;though, forgetting about the last months i spent is my remedy for you, it's a tragedy for me. it feels like i wasted all those moments, not knowing that i'd have to forget them all soon after. &amp;amp;the bond we held;its over &amp;amp;started again. but, if its the only way to weigh you back down, it wont hurt as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole day at home today. madrasah's not on today, thanks to elections. go liberal ?&lt;br /&gt;ahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried starting on my story...i didnt write one for ages. i reckon due to the limited time i have in between school, extra curriculums &amp;amp; my social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i haven't got a title for it yet. working title's The Demolition of Fear. sounds so melodramatic, but hey, just the kinda thing a drama queen names her story (:&lt;br /&gt;ahas, nahh, it just came to my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel chocolate/coffee ice-cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmbrd something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;zerosixzerofourzeroeight;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five months &amp;amp; counting, babes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;iloveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;forever&amp;amp;always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm off to find my ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-7224618272081569132?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/7224618272081569132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=7224618272081569132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7224618272081569132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7224618272081569132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/guess-past-means-nothing-now.html' title='&amp;i guess the past means nothing now.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-2832437318088908499</id><published>2008-09-05T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T19:45:50.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;she's taking a stride back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hellos (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally back. so much happened. my blogger got blocked off. so sorry, for my readers.&lt;br /&gt;you can check out my multiply for everything missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY FASTING !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda late, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;two more weeks till i head back to Singapore for Eid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is currently harsh on me. yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i'm surviving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really feel like blogging. so i'll post more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-2832437318088908499?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/2832437318088908499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=2832437318088908499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2832437318088908499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/2832437318088908499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/09/taking-stride-back.html' title='&amp;she&apos;s taking a stride back.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-7229562453848506164</id><published>2008-08-11T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T04:33:29.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;expectations takes you beyond your wildest dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;life's been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;harsh&lt;/span&gt; on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand things. i cant even when i try. the pressure's still holding me down. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;life's a roller coaster ride &amp;amp; i feel like nauseating.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyone need a bad luck magnet ? im available.&lt;/span&gt; i have a whole lot of questions but no answers. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh... i'll get through this. i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been having the best time &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;indulging in disasters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but that's about all i can indulge in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's a current bore minus the horrid twists &amp;amp; turns. i'm enjoying the fourth &amp;amp; final book in the Twilight Saga though, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;amp;ohh, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;EDWARD CULLEN's mine(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;forever&amp;amp;always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stuff bella. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for the movie either. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;121208&lt;/span&gt; seems like a long road away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann, i wanna change &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my blog skin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; looks soo boring now&lt;/span&gt;. it takes me ages for me to find the one i like.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;that's why i delay changing it instead of wasting my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shyt, english NSW tmr. imma go now. pretty much speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;dont do this to me&lt;br /&gt;why was i the last to know ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-7229562453848506164?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/7229562453848506164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=7229562453848506164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7229562453848506164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/7229562453848506164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/08/expectations-takes-you-beyond-your.html' title=';expectations takes you beyond your wildest dreams'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-1831255216861092085</id><published>2008-08-06T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T03:05:30.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;i'm holding on for eternity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i havent blogged since sat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, a lot has happened&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yet again)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am i a bad luck magnet or what ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so much pressure.&lt;/span&gt; i almost lost it. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a little bit too private to mention. &lt;/span&gt;but in general, i almost broke off the relationship that i couldnt live without because of that.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i'm lucky i didnt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;here goes out to our &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;four months together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&amp;amp;still counting)&lt;/span&gt;. i really do owe it all to you. you changed everything. how'd you do it ? even though, i should get used to seeing you, you make my heart beat faster than usual&amp;amp;i get really bad butterflies. i cant live without you, so dont leave me. you're indescrible. no one ever made me feel this way except you.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love you(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wow, i can get...mushy ?? hahas, well, yeahh i meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------//-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's a huge bore nowadays. nothing muchh happening. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we're having science week next week &amp;amp; our posters are the most crappy. random note. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop listening to the whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;E=MC2 album &amp;amp; Step Up 2 OST&lt;/span&gt;. weirdd. i'll probs change it to something else next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo yeahhs, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNCLE HAMKHA(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, i almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...umm, lost of words. dunno what to say. update more soon(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;he said, she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-1831255216861092085?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/1831255216861092085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=1831255216861092085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1831255216861092085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1831255216861092085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-holding-on-for-eternity.html' title=';i&apos;m holding on for eternity.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-7645484811331660350</id><published>2008-08-02T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T06:08:12.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;forget about inquiétudes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt; night yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why do weekends fly by sooooooo fast ?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;the weekdays drag on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went to madrasah, spent the first two periods doing normal thingys then after recess we had this &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;arabic calligraphy painting&lt;/span&gt; thing. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;we had to trace it off the projector then after we had to paint it.&lt;/span&gt; i did mine with my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas, nawww. just arinah, sarah, ira &amp;amp; me.&lt;/span&gt; ours was a mix of warm colours: maroony red, orange &amp;amp; goldish yellow with black for outlines. it looked okay like 2 metres AWAY but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you could spot the stuff-ups if you look properly&lt;/span&gt;. we did that 'till the end of madrasah. it's gonna get auctioned off &amp;amp; the money goes off to funding &amp;amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after, went to send all the paintings to Imam Yusoff's house. Met up with Uncle Hamkha's family at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whitfords&lt;/span&gt;. umm, the adults were talking at the food court then &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;me &amp;amp; my sis were mucking round&lt;/span&gt;, walking round the whole place. ummm, me &amp;amp; my sis &amp;amp; hadi &amp;amp; hakim went up to the cinema place &amp;amp; them two guys were playing with the arcade.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; HADI WONNNN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas, good for you(:&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;hakim, dnt be sad, u win &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;MOST OF THE TIMES&lt;/span&gt; anyway(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened, went home after. i watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Step Up 2:The Streets&lt;/span&gt; myself on the com. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;COOLIOS MUCHH !!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; the dance routines were like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO THE MAXX AWESOME&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; the music. the storyline wasnt all that bad. optimistic ending though. now, i CANT stop listening to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;R&amp;amp;B/Hip-Hop&lt;/span&gt; music...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sigh*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep changing depending on what's goin round in my life. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;from acoustic to rock to classical to now r&amp;amp;b/hip-hop.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;yes, my music tastes are full of variety. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;ohh, one more thing, abang.....are you okayy ?? tadi mcm....sedih/stress...entahlah. but i feel that there's something wrong. tell me when you're comfortable. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i can help(:  &lt;/span&gt;   (if you want to)  doesnt mean i'm your adekk, i HAVE to be mean/annoying to you ALL the time =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;take my hand&lt;br /&gt;;fly with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-7645484811331660350?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/7645484811331660350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=7645484811331660350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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exist.'/><title type='text'>;hypocrites&amp;warlords</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;felt &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.(^^^title^^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh, sooo, sorry, a bit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;over-emotional/jumping-to-conclusions&lt;/span&gt; in the last entry bout the shoutout. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stuff that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like currently obsessed with &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Thanx 4 Nothin' by Mariah Carey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, school was per normal. we're doing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;knitting&lt;/span&gt; for the whole of term 3's art. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bullshit larhh. i have no idea how many times i say bullshit today. probs 10 or 15. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i'm sooo boredd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughh, i'm still tryna get&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;The Take Over, The Break's Over (FOB)&lt;/span&gt; perfect on guitar. i soo suck at the verse. my fingers gotta move faster. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;soo suckish lahh (random).&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;i forgot what Ben taught me...like the bit where the verse comes into the chorus. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma go now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;boredd as hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;;i watch as you fall&lt;br /&gt;unable to grab your hand &amp;amp; save you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;(past tense)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; so muchh &amp;amp; i get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;bullshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&amp;amp;stop denying it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; if you have other people that are more important, say it in my face. because, when you don't care, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;i dont think i care either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;. i only held on to you because i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;you meant so much in my life. &amp;amp;if you actually mention it, that would save me a lot of time that i can't get back caring for you so much. &amp;amp;i thought i actually meant something to you in return. i don't think i'll ever stop caring because i really don't know why but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i wish i could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;. i'm just wasting my time. yeahh, i've heard you say good stuff bout me to other people;i appreciate that. but when you say something rude/mean in my face;that makes me forget every single nice comment you ever said. &amp;amp;you've said/done more bad things than good. i'm sick of the fact that i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; you dont care but i can't stop caring back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;i'll shuddup, i'm repeating the same thing over &amp;amp; over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i got the NSW maths done &amp;amp; over with. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid tricky questions.&lt;/span&gt; it was so easy than it went hard. ughh.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; bhaminee's bein such a bitch &amp;amp; giving us maths homework every night &amp;amp; we have to do the explanations&lt;/span&gt;, mann, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss tania now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; imma shut it bout school. boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;I WANT CHRIS BROWN'S NEW FULL-LENGTH ALBUM !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;it's coming out in '09. ughh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo. can't wait for my&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; new watch&lt;/span&gt; to come; i ask my auntie in s'pore to blanja me(:&lt;br /&gt;reckon it's either fossil or swatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm off to grab a bit;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damnn hungry&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;;don't say the words&lt;br /&gt;when you dont mean a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-5178607328745191194?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/5178607328745191194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=5178607328745191194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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win some.'/><title type='text'>forever;you&amp;me on the dancefloor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;okay, monday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to leaked unreleased tracks from &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Chris Brown&lt;/span&gt;'s '09 album, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Graffiti"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mmm, nice&amp;amp;sexy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;RANDOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anyways, let's rewind to sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;REWINDINGGGGGG &amp;amp; PLAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sry, a bit hyper.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm, went to Cik Faridah's house for kenduri. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheyywahh, i was wearing my tudung &amp;amp; stuff.&lt;/span&gt; then, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;uncle hamkha &amp;amp; unce zainol's fam&lt;/span&gt; there too. mucked around in the streets in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dead night.&lt;/span&gt; that was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;awkwardly&lt;/span&gt; fun ? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i forgot what i makan there though.hehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My PSP&lt;/span&gt; got passed around by little girls &amp;amp; i'm just like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"can i have it back now, please ?"&lt;/span&gt;. i so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; want scratches on them or whatever. oooo, remembered something, hadi&amp;amp;ira got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ALMOST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; caught out &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY VERY NEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to each other, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. then, the rest of them were like covering up for them. hah, this is sooooooo gonna &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;annoy&lt;/span&gt; them. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&amp;amp;no, i'm not taking it off my blog =P)&lt;/span&gt; then, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;me&amp;amp;hakim got away with it everytime(:&lt;/span&gt; then blah, blah, blah &amp;amp; went home at 7.30. was there for like 3-4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...i'm so boredd. i dont have any homework. ohh, dammit, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Maths NSW&lt;/span&gt; tmr. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever, calculator allowed.&lt;/span&gt; ohh yeahh, i didnt get angles in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the first place&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(learning it now)&lt;/span&gt; then i was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;so lost &lt;/span&gt;in Maths class but i somehow managed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;GET IT&lt;/span&gt;. i was messing round with my textbook and trying to go over my old notes to understand, &amp;amp;wow, it works. no one explained, coz i thought of going to Najat or something. that made me sooo happy &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(very retarded, so what?)&lt;/span&gt; ohh yeahh, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I ROCKKK !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamilah's scary sometimes when she gets all &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;LESBO&lt;/span&gt; with me &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(note: she's STRAIGHT, ppl)&lt;/span&gt; i think it's coz she's been single for like so long. i seriously have to hook her up...she was like hugging me for like 5 minutes &amp;amp; putting her arm round my waist and going down. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;scary siak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, imma go now &amp;amp; drink &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;RIBENA&lt;/span&gt; that i'm craving for(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;;i drew a new face&amp;amp;laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-1510584473014481431?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/1510584473014481431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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maxx&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ira&lt;/span&gt; didn't come;just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;arinah&lt;/span&gt;, had fun talking bout random stuff though ?&lt;/span&gt; anyways, went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lakeside shopping centre&lt;/span&gt; with&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; uncle hamkha's fam&lt;/span&gt; then we spent 3 hours there. had lunch and the parents were talking and stuff. us kids were like mucking round the whole shopping centre. omg, u know what. my sis so ruined the moment. she was telling hadi that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;i sometimes feel like hugging him.&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;he was like...well, all weird. then i was just like &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;shyt&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt; then quickly went to office works and bought last minute stationary. wanted to catch a movie but there were none good ones. so played around with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;mini arcade&lt;/span&gt; in the cinema centre. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;hakim won hadi on the two times that they were racing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;hadi was being a sore loser, lol. &lt;/span&gt;went back to the car &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(we were all holding hands an making a long chain.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they went to our house from 6-10. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woahh, four hours;never noticed.&lt;/span&gt; we were just mucking around as usual. they spent half the time watching&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt; iron man&lt;/span&gt; though. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after that, hadi was pretending to hug me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he does things i can never explain. messed around with the computer. hadi went on ebuddy &amp;amp; i went on MSN. haaha. did random stuff. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;yadaa yadaa&lt;/span&gt;. they went home &amp;amp; here i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'll shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;i'm currently obsessed with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;We The Kings&lt;/span&gt;. random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&amp;amp;i would die for you&lt;br /&gt;;on skyway avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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too'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14201173377221608803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ax-SrknzT4w/SCZ9AvjURkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqyJAZ4NhQs/S220/thethinkers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651310318622975166.post-1317931853703609455</id><published>2008-07-24T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T05:16:41.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='checkyesjuliet'/><title type='text'>you &amp; i both;details in the fabric</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;okay, finished. i've finally really had my say. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;she's had it.&lt;/span&gt; i'm done. i said &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;the truth&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; my truth. that's a big difference. deny all she wants;it wont work. fine, she's got "her people" but. seriously. why ? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why does she take this matter like a kid ?&lt;/span&gt; i confronted her, said my part. all she does is argue back on her behalf. i was expecting something mature, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a compromise&lt;/span&gt; perharps. &amp;amp;no, i was not arguing back, i was promptly telling her what she did wrong. she denies. fine. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;lying her way to hell, in fact.&lt;/span&gt; okay, not my point. whatever.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; i'm done with this shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't speak liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;;i've had my share of torn out days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-1317931853703609455?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/1317931853703609455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=1317931853703609455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1317931853703609455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/1317931853703609455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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too similiar to be a coincidence. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so, it's me against the world ?&lt;/span&gt; it's not like i have a choice because if i try and get justice for myself; everything becomes more of a mess than it was before. all i do is...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have my say, no one listens, everything becomes complicated, i put some sense in it, i clean up the whole thing, i get the blame.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wow, do i have an exciting life or what ?&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;no, i only get invloved when it actually does involve me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, it's great &amp;amp; everything that everyone thinks i'm some &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;frikin supergirl&lt;/span&gt; to save all the complications &amp;amp; clean their mess up but...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm not&lt;/span&gt;. i'm just a girl. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;no, i cant handle it. &lt;/span&gt;i'm not asking people to pity me either. i want to be heard. to get my justice. to prove that i dont deserve the blame. yeahh, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone lies, becomes two-faced, boasts, backbites to me and other people and somehow it's my fault ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i get dragged into it for not saying anything and even if i admit the truth, the whole thing becomes chaos. see, i DO NOT have a choice.  you know what, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt; people take advantage of me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm still sick with the fever &amp;amp; no i dont feel emotionally well either. not that anyone gives a damn. yeahh, think whatever you want. i never complain till now because i've had too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;just when i think it's over&lt;br /&gt;;it all comes crashing down again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-3140640055400157318?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/3140640055400157318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=3140640055400157318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3140640055400157318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651310318622975166/posts/default/3140640055400157318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/2008/07/skyway-avenues-where-im-headed.html' 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even when im not at school. seriously, wth. whatever, i've got my patience on. u wanna bullshit, go straight ahead. &amp;amp;ohh, i didnt finish my hol homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;no, i really dont know what to say. i'll continue tomorrow or sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check ya outs ltr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651310318622975166-3759306213061919553?l=aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliyah-yaww.blogspot.com/feeds/3759306213061919553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651310318622975166&amp;postID=3759306213061919553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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loss of absolutely everything.'/><title type='text'>&amp;please tell me that i'm dreaming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;went to abg hadi's house ystrday coz it was nabilah's bdaee. that reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NABILAHHH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ILY LOADS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyways, spent maybe 2 hours there ? yeahh, had dinner, played monopoly for a bit then had honey-caramel ice creamed cake. nothing interesting. oooo, wait ! hadi made a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new riff/solo on the guitar&lt;/span&gt;. it was pretty good. they were going to watch batman today but we watched it on weds so we were like telling them the whole storyline &amp;amp; they pretended not to hear. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, no, nothing much happened. &amp;amp;i have no idea what i'm doing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my new motto :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;living for what i live for;shit is pushed aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i made it myself. i'm pretending none of this bullshit happened or is happening. they can do what they want. none of my business.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;they can lie to boast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;they can use me. they can damage my social status. they can hurt the people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt; all that is not happening because i've had enough of bullshit put onto me &amp;amp; i have to clean it up. &amp;amp;the fact that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;no one's&lt;/span&gt; clarifying their actions for me to understand, that hurts too;espacially when it involves me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's confusing me so much. ____ is on my side but ____ is als
