<?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-20119837</id><updated>2011-09-21T20:34:48.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE THAN WORDS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>256</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-3652675240326041859</id><published>2010-12-24T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T16:40:26.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>g i r l f r i e n d s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/TRRca63OZGI/AAAAAAAABDU/VqXLKUZmnJc/s1600/57987_183812308297888_100000073607810_692964_6439950_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/TRRca63OZGI/AAAAAAAABDU/VqXLKUZmnJc/s320/57987_183812308297888_100000073607810_692964_6439950_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554165858001904738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-3652675240326041859?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/3652675240326041859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=3652675240326041859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3652675240326041859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3652675240326041859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2010/12/g-i-r-l-f-r-i-e-n-d-s.html' title='g i r l f r i e n d s'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/TRRca63OZGI/AAAAAAAABDU/VqXLKUZmnJc/s72-c/57987_183812308297888_100000073607810_692964_6439950_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-1695389415571019595</id><published>2010-10-05T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T00:12:18.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ibnu musalli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/TKn8BDYSO8I/AAAAAAAABDM/M45Ax5JqIgs/s1600/IMG_3797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/TKn8BDYSO8I/AAAAAAAABDM/M45Ax5JqIgs/s320/IMG_3797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524223512963857346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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:medium;"&gt;I text u to tell that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I MISS YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, yet you ignored my text. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If I ever hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; you it was not deliberately. I want you to know you will always...oh gosh,i just wanted to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;im sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; for everything ive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You're the best ever I've had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-1695389415571019595?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/1695389415571019595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=1695389415571019595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1695389415571019595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1695389415571019595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2010/10/for-you.html' title='ibnu musalli'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/TKn8BDYSO8I/AAAAAAAABDM/M45Ax5JqIgs/s72-c/IMG_3797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-8461564455678514714</id><published>2010-10-04T22:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T22:22:11.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he's still the best</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/TKngkVIcLnI/AAAAAAAABC8/u50I6w6lY0U/s320/CIMG1801.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524193332699082354" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/TKnglN9rLJI/AAAAAAAABDE/ZJ-k_Dw4JqM/s1600/CIMG3660.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;a guy who stole my num w/o asking my permission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a guy who stole my home add after we lost contact for a month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a guy who stole my heart when i was single for three years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a guy who left me w/o saying a goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, he made a huge impact on my life. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/TKnglN9rLJI/AAAAAAAABDE/ZJ-k_Dw4JqM/s1600/CIMG3660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/TKnglN9rLJI/AAAAAAAABDE/ZJ-k_Dw4JqM/s320/CIMG3660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524193347954748562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 'LL ALWAYS BE MISSING YOU ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/20119837-8461564455678514714?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/8461564455678514714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=8461564455678514714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8461564455678514714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8461564455678514714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2010/10/he-may-not-be-first-nor-last-but-ill.html' title='he&apos;s still the best'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/TKngkVIcLnI/AAAAAAAABC8/u50I6w6lY0U/s72-c/CIMG1801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7186478595547228480</id><published>2009-11-04T18:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:25:49.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B A C K</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SvFVGGz0DXI/AAAAAAAABCk/WEplgoK15hU/s320/CIMG2412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400190991589444978" border="0" /&gt;I have good life.&lt;br /&gt;I have wonderful friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&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/20119837-7186478595547228480?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7186478595547228480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7186478595547228480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7186478595547228480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7186478595547228480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/11/b-c-k.html' title='B A C K'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SvFVGGz0DXI/AAAAAAAABCk/WEplgoK15hU/s72-c/CIMG2412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7504011918768400689</id><published>2009-08-29T13:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:23:01.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RARARARARARARA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/Spi6llQeoeI/AAAAAAAABCc/niWrI8giN0s/s1600-h/CIMG1644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375251310085841378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/Spi6llQeoeI/AAAAAAAABCc/niWrI8giN0s/s320/CIMG1644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7504011918768400689?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7504011918768400689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7504011918768400689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7504011918768400689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7504011918768400689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-miss-you-i-miss-you-i-miss-you-oh-boy.html' title='RARARARARARARA'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/Spi6llQeoeI/AAAAAAAABCc/niWrI8giN0s/s72-c/CIMG1644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-1421548114430734240</id><published>2009-08-11T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:30:05.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROOOOOOOOOOOOAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SoE4NWDnEBI/AAAAAAAABCU/EGAlsMEj6EU/s320/CIMG1646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368634032712519698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-1421548114430734240?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/1421548114430734240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=1421548114430734240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1421548114430734240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1421548114430734240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/08/rooooooooooooar.html' title='ROOOOOOOOOOOOAR!'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SoE4NWDnEBI/AAAAAAAABCU/EGAlsMEj6EU/s72-c/CIMG1646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-3782228802821160950</id><published>2009-06-17T13:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:51:08.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348177083591243330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SjiKuL9XNkI/AAAAAAAABCE/w_GhAzZnjk8/s320/CIMG1439.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Like finally!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-3782228802821160950?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/3782228802821160950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=3782228802821160950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3782228802821160950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3782228802821160950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SjiKuL9XNkI/AAAAAAAABCE/w_GhAzZnjk8/s72-c/CIMG1439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-2295245533135809659</id><published>2009-06-14T01:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T02:23:13.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346869544800020242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SjPlhaYo5xI/AAAAAAAABB0/8099Yx6weu8/s320/Picture+18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many things to say, yet so little time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Truth hurts. Really! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I wish I could turn back the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're being such an asshole. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im so happy with my life now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15th- CGH / GOSSIP GIRLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th - ZOO TRIPS / MOVIE DATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17th - SHOP TILL DROP / ADVENTURES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23rd - FISH&amp;amp;Co. / SPORE FLYER/ 19TH B'DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/20119837-2295245533135809659?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/2295245533135809659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=2295245533135809659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2295245533135809659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2295245533135809659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-many-things-to-say-yet-so-little.html' title=''/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SjPlhaYo5xI/AAAAAAAABB0/8099Yx6weu8/s72-c/Picture+18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-355938779035358917</id><published>2009-05-26T04:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T04:09:35.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some truth. Some bedek saaaak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-355938779035358917?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/355938779035358917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=355938779035358917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/355938779035358917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/355938779035358917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/05/your-view-on-yourself-you-are-down-to.html' title='Some truth. Some bedek saaaak!'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-6426428607230432077</id><published>2009-05-08T13:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:44:12.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAME OVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333324030866266946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SgPF8uvWm0I/AAAAAAAABBs/x7xpYqrxOcU/s320/CIMG1070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love/miss/love/miss/love/miss you baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im still waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-6426428607230432077?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/6426428607230432077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=6426428607230432077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6426428607230432077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6426428607230432077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/05/three-words.html' title='GAME OVER'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SgPF8uvWm0I/AAAAAAAABBs/x7xpYqrxOcU/s72-c/CIMG1070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-4201637353037342259</id><published>2009-04-28T17:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:00:32.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329701959781235410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/Sfbnscd2utI/AAAAAAAABBk/5o9InG7U0FY/s320/IMG_0465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329701946533626002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SfbnrrHYQJI/AAAAAAAABBM/2OyaRlwfV_M/s320/IMG_0364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329701952412570626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SfbnsBBB1AI/AAAAAAAABBc/1Jad-P0sy1k/s320/IMG_0439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329701949363935186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/Sfbnr1qLV9I/AAAAAAAABBU/zZY2X0XPgbc/s320/IMG_0372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of day was shitty cause i had big tiff with that boy. I dont know what went wrong. Seriously! Im really sick and tired of his attitude. -_______- Tu sidetrack aje. Oh well, accept my apology for being late, Nurshahila. I really need to change my attitude on time management. Arggggggh! She accompanied me to collect new passport. We had our early lunch over at Hajah Maimunah with my family. We walked aimlessly at Haji Lane and saw pretty sneakers. I hint hint to that boy. LOL! Unexpectedly, we bumped into Nurul Irfany and her sister too. Then met Nurulhuda (always being fickle minded and love to meet us at very last minute) and bought her wanted things. We met the sisterly love and made our way to Peninsular since Irfa's sister wanted to grab this bag. We waited this shutter bus to Singapore Flyer for almost an hour. Too bad, the sister didnt tag along with us as they had to go somewhere else. Sediy siaaaaa. So shutter bus supposedly to be free, but we had to pay the fare $2. Like of course, we didnt pay the fare but took the ride, and ran away as if we were illegally immigrant once we reached there. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! We came all the way there just to dine in at Popeye. Lol! We took some pictures before heading our last destination to Ben&amp;amp;Jerry Ice Cream as dessert. The end of my day was totally splendid whenever I was with them. Lets hang out again sahabatssssss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-4201637353037342259?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/4201637353037342259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=4201637353037342259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4201637353037342259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4201637353037342259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/Sfbnscd2utI/AAAAAAAABBk/5o9InG7U0FY/s72-c/IMG_0465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-6602255882528600875</id><published>2009-04-24T01:13:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T03:04:09.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work.School.Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327959773597401794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SfC3L3LYAsI/AAAAAAAABBE/UVYET-Z3T7c/s320/DSC_0041+(2).JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327959770162535650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SfC3LqYcHOI/AAAAAAAABA8/vhE6N1WNIio/s320/DSC_0040+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really feel so tired, exhausted and worn out. Gossssh! Actually, I just came back from work. I think today is the busiest day since the flight has been cut down. Out of sudden after 9pm, the customers keep coming to the cafe. But who cares siaaaa. As long as the sales goes up, Im happy. &lt;em&gt;Macam paham aje ku hahahahaha!&lt;/em&gt; Lets just wait and see tomorrow how the sales goes. Cause Im working afternoon shift again with Nizam and Faezah (hopefully she comes to work). If not, 1+1 = 2 siaaaa. -_____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im not going to school later. &lt;em&gt;Kening naik-naik.&lt;/em&gt; Its only two weeks in school. Ive already declared a public holiday for myself. Regarding my attendance, so far so good. Mind you I live in Tamp, but study at Bishan. It takes an hour to reach there. Dont bother asking me about studies. Advance Accounting is manageable (I think so). Costing is such an assssss-hole. A lot of things to know and calculation to be made. Its slightly same as Acct. And Tourism is also manageable. More likely to Geography. The worst thing is that assignments piling up. I hate it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss that boy. I didnt get to meet him for 2 days. Time isnt being fair to us. He works morning, whereas Im schooling. After then he goes for his soccer training, whereas I go to work till late night. See how hectic week for us. Like today, he nagged and scolded me like mad. I dont know whats wrong with him. He even asked me to quit this job and find new job. So we argued through the phone. However, we sort the things out at that moment of time. We're pretty fine and still loving loving okay. &lt;em&gt;Menyampah kn krg hahahahaha!&lt;/em&gt; Now he's sleeping like babi hutan terlepas dari hutan. &lt;em&gt;Penat nmpk smpi tk lyn ku nye call. Haissssssh sape lah aku!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, when are you free? I want to meet you lah darling. Gue rindu banget same lue. Dont forget to treat me at expensive restaurant eh eh eh. Cheeeky smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-6602255882528600875?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/6602255882528600875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=6602255882528600875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6602255882528600875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6602255882528600875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/04/workschoollife.html' title='Work.School.Life'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SfC3L3LYAsI/AAAAAAAABBE/UVYET-Z3T7c/s72-c/DSC_0041+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-8182984662132296527</id><published>2009-04-19T14:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:02:20.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LELONG LELONG LELONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;15 minutes to strike 3pm. Oh shit! Im so lazy to go ECP cause that boy's brother is selling/promoting clothing line for the girls&amp;amp;boys. The price is quite affordable and nice designs. For more information: &lt;a href="http://www.2plusone.multiply.com/"&gt;http://www.2plusone.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt;. So tunggu ape lagi click laaaaah. Then if you want to comment, just tag it on my blog. Thank you kawan-kawan yang ku cintai! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I missssssss my bestfriend (omg!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I missssssss girlfriends (ika cepat pass car lets go out night)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I missssssss gerek friends (family ku amat ku rindui siaaaa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I missssssss 7 wonders (leh jumpe hari2 -_-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I missssssss that boy toooooooo (padahal meet hari2 pun leh gaduh siaaa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-8182984662132296527?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/8182984662132296527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=8182984662132296527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8182984662132296527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8182984662132296527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/04/lelong-lelong-lelong.html' title='LELONG LELONG LELONG'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-4647786812702789295</id><published>2009-04-16T18:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:55:14.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M I S S H E R</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325237232382075698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SecLDGzRYzI/AAAAAAAABAM/oMC8g_yf7Gs/s320/P1040641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325235810351461938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SecJwVUwNjI/AAAAAAAAA_8/LW7xx9K4wm0/s320/DSC00274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325235816947579682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SecJwt5Y-yI/AAAAAAAABAE/7mezUidUqdI/s320/P1040388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325235804906690994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SecJwBCnmbI/AAAAAAAAA_0/D8vgmh3z5Pk/s320/P1040638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325235804381009170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SecJv_FSVRI/AAAAAAAAA_s/tUGZeMbwQZw/s320/DSC00244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325235801515323458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SecJv0aDcEI/AAAAAAAAA_k/r981ZkkJHWw/s320/P1040357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-4647786812702789295?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/4647786812702789295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=4647786812702789295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4647786812702789295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4647786812702789295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/04/m-i-s-s-h-e-r_16.html' title='M I S S H E R'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SecLDGzRYzI/AAAAAAAABAM/oMC8g_yf7Gs/s72-c/P1040641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-8404768543334434410</id><published>2009-04-14T18:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:30:47.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting For His Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday was my 1st day of 2yr in school. I wasnt looking forward to new classmate, new class advisor, new rule, new timetable or at all, except for meeting up my 7 wonder friends. However, I was still fortunate to have Nurulhuda(once again = 3yrs of friendship), Fathin &amp;amp; Vinoth ( 2yrs of friendship) same class with me. Ahahah! If not, confirm to the max mendak nak mampos. Well, maybe it takes time to get to know new classmate. I was surprised &amp;amp; quite disappointed at new timetable. Timing is totally ridiculous. Ohhhhh my! I have to endure final year and thats it. And today Ive got a homework for Costing, Kene drawing siaaaa. No link at all. Hahahaha sok2 leh buat mah. Kwangkwangkwangkwang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This few days, that boy &amp;amp; I wasnt in good term. We've been arguing over the same matter. Unlike yesterday it was the worst and let it be the first&amp;amp;last time we would do that to each other. So we gave some space and already settled it on that night then. Now, everything is back as it is. Alhamdulilah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-8404768543334434410?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/8404768543334434410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=8404768543334434410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8404768543334434410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8404768543334434410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/04/waiting-his-call.html' title='Waiting For His Call'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-2810817925087726268</id><published>2009-04-09T14:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:39:50.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life. Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322576919781380770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/Sd2XgiFDEqI/AAAAAAAAA-8/3Sz9K6AqDZw/s320/CIMG0955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdulilah I am leading happy life. Not really that happy go lucky. But still suke suke sayang especially when that boy never fails to brighten up make my day eventhough we argued over small/big/major matter. Like yesteday he let it out everything over the phone. Oh my god! At least he got courage to say those. Cause I know he wants to make things better for us. Thats why I loveeeeeeee him. &lt;strong&gt;REMINDER IM STILL SINGLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322575200625254866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/Sd2V8duSYdI/AAAAAAAAA-0/0zlZYeDSYLM/s320/DSCF0207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 19th birthday Nurfidiana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the best in everything you do. Always be happy happy go lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry abt yesterday I wasnt feeling well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next time we can enjoy our night life ya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;S A Y A N G K A U&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-2810817925087726268?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/2810817925087726268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=2810817925087726268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2810817925087726268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2810817925087726268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-life-birthday.html' title='My Life. Birthday'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/Sd2XgiFDEqI/AAAAAAAAA-8/3Sz9K6AqDZw/s72-c/CIMG0955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-4301776479768984373</id><published>2009-04-05T00:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:24:11.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulilah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320886306238963474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SdeV532dHxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/65p7Kn7eSFY/s320/CIMG0976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh so sweet of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yipeeeeeeee Im back! 3 days 2 night in KL totally awesome. However, I did overspent on shopping. Till kene label confession of a shopaholics siaaaa. Oh fcuk! Luckily, thank you to that boy for rescuing me on financial matter. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On brighter note, Alhamdulilah i did passed my examination with flying colours. Never expected what I got for GPA. But, still bersyukur. Another year to endure and that's it. Maybe poly? Or get marry? Hahahahaha your head gundu!&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/20119837-4301776479768984373?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/4301776479768984373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=4301776479768984373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4301776479768984373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4301776479768984373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/04/alhamdulilah.html' title='Alhamdulilah'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SdeV532dHxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/65p7Kn7eSFY/s72-c/CIMG0976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7425961114010701667</id><published>2009-04-02T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:40:44.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAYANORA SINGAPORE =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SdOVfBkuNeI/AAAAAAAAA-k/x25KHsAhb0M/s1600-h/DSCF0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319759945085629922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SdOVfBkuNeI/AAAAAAAAA-k/x25KHsAhb0M/s320/DSCF0293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friends are calling my cellphone. I havent pack my things for short vacations. Oh fcuk! I just need a long break before school starts. Hopefully, I'll feel better once I come back. Wish me a safe journey to and fro. For sure, I'll miss my friends and that boy. Ooopppsy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7425961114010701667?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7425961114010701667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7425961114010701667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7425961114010701667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7425961114010701667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/04/sayanora-singapore.html' title='SAYANORA SINGAPORE =)'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SdOVfBkuNeI/AAAAAAAAA-k/x25KHsAhb0M/s72-c/DSCF0293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-6474016746135321664</id><published>2009-03-25T17:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:44:48.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One After Another</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Choosing the wrong man is like giving up on the golden opportunities life's throwing your way - except at the time you think he is the opportunity."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow, there's Luxury Fashion Sale at Airport. Only for Airport Staff. Shit, Im not working. Should I go with two boys or sleep like a pig oink oink? See how lah if the two boys give me a wake up call eh eh eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recently, that boy is weird cause he keeps saying "I LOVE YOU!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-6474016746135321664?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/6474016746135321664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=6474016746135321664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6474016746135321664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6474016746135321664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-after-another.html' title='One After Another'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-5667017919536852542</id><published>2009-03-22T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:31:41.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People Come &amp; Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I used to say Im leading  a happy life. Can I take back my words? Cos' I feel everything is falling apart. I cant be pleased with anyone. Im sick and tired of everything. Shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another shitty happened. I was unexpected to recieve a message from you when I was working. I put my fake smile, laugh or what-so-ever feelings for my customer and colleagues. But deeply inside, I was truly hurt. HEARTBROKEN! Its not that Im asking to patch things back with you. The only thing I want from you is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Am i asking too much? I guess so. I know you didnt mean to hurt me. Dont worry so much. Well, I just want to say thank you for everything. I'll pray for your happiness. Take care my old friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That boy keeps calling my cellphone. And I ignored it.  Confirm kene chop dier fikir aku tido mcm anak babi hahahahha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-5667017919536852542?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/5667017919536852542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=5667017919536852542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5667017919536852542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5667017919536852542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-come-go.html' title='People Come &amp; Go'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-4356594806934596470</id><published>2009-03-20T16:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:20:17.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Happens Has A Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im back again for awhile. Cos' I feel my blog is dead. Hahahahaha. Actually Im bored to the core laaah. Nevermind, in few hours, I'll be working night shift. Im so sleepy but cant sleep. Fcuk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Few days back, I had sleepless night. I was stressed out. It was very major argument or misunderstood between me &amp;amp; that boy. We both didnt expect things to turn out that way or another way. God is testing each other's patience. However, we had settled it and everything is back as per normal. Alhamdulilah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im so looking forward to next week. Busssssy like a beeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my bestf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my girlfs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love gerek friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love everyone and even that boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-4356594806934596470?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/4356594806934596470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=4356594806934596470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4356594806934596470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4356594806934596470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/03/everything-happens-has-reason.html' title='Everything Happens Has A Reason'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-4003919587872487445</id><published>2009-03-14T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T18:01:50.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP &amp; STARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312981148735068786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SbuANJSzWnI/AAAAAAAAA-c/a6SvfH_APYI/s320/P1040298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GAME OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-4003919587872487445?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/4003919587872487445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=4003919587872487445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4003919587872487445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4003919587872487445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/03/stop-stare.html' title='STOP &amp; STARE'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SbuANJSzWnI/AAAAAAAAA-c/a6SvfH_APYI/s72-c/P1040298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-6776772746463608261</id><published>2009-03-13T12:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:56:49.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain Go Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The weather is so superb gooooooood. I should be asleeep right now. If only Mister A didnt give me a call. As he doesnt want me to be late for movie date with him after his fcuking work work work. Hahahahahaha. I want to watch this two movie (below), but I should give a miss Race To Witch Mountain cause he told me that movie so kental. Chibyeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312529497544895602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SbnlblfyrHI/AAAAAAAAA-U/BEyaJq9dbx8/s320/race+witch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312528036730807730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SbnkGjikpbI/AAAAAAAAA-M/jNtxk5m8eFY/s320/coming+soon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im so looking forward to the tomorrow's plan. Firstly, I'll be working morning shift with two sicko boys. Hahaha. Then, heading out to pit for colleague of mine who just hit 18th. Hehehe. After then, I'll be meeting my girlfriendsssssssssss to celebrate birthday again. Oh Im so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-6776772746463608261?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/6776772746463608261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=6776772746463608261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6776772746463608261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6776772746463608261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/03/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain Rain Go Away'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SbnlblfyrHI/AAAAAAAAA-U/BEyaJq9dbx8/s72-c/race+witch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7824544858012563318</id><published>2009-03-12T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:19:04.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Your Life To The Fullest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really dont know what to blog. There's a lot of things to share with it, but really really dont know where, how, or what to start first. My brain cant function. Otak da mamposssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fuyooooh! Im finally done with my final examination. Pray for me that I'll pass with flying colours. Now, I can sleep like pig oink oink, sit back, shake leg, and relax at home. Like as if only. Hahahahahaha! Besides keeping myself busy with work work work. Luckily, Ive got few upcoming activities to have fun and enjoy with my lovely friends. Im so looking forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" The way you stare at me. The way you hold my hip. The way you are. You really make me wondered. Seriously. Do you miss me? I dont think so. It always be me who make first move. I guess so. Whatever it is, I still want to be friend with you forever. Can I?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7824544858012563318?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7824544858012563318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7824544858012563318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7824544858012563318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7824544858012563318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/03/live-your-life-to-fullest.html' title='Live Your Life To The Fullest'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-3507151566625159692</id><published>2009-03-04T13:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T14:00:31.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.o</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ive just gave a call Mister A. We talked for awhile only. Busy like bees with his fcuking work work work. Today, I thought of fetching him from his workplace. Then, we'll catch any latest movie and have a proper dinner since we had postpone for umpteen times. However, the plan kene ruined again and over again siaaaa. Cause he's got his training soccer after work. What the asssssssssssshole!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By the way, Ive been receiving several comments from loyal readers and even anonymous. Im so wondered why an anonymous wants to know about STEER. Hahahahaha it's weird. Dont worry. I'll share an interesting story about STEER when the time comes. Sayonaraaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-3507151566625159692?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/3507151566625159692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=3507151566625159692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3507151566625159692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3507151566625159692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/03/oo.html' title='O.o'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-3551637299334383591</id><published>2009-03-01T13:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:17:30.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO FAR SO GOOD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I sincerely enjoy talking to you. But I dont know how long we can be friends like now. I really hope you'll always be there for me no matter what happens. Cause I believe you're the only one I can rely on. Quickly settle your love story. Dont give up. Give time. Things will work out. Cause I want you to be happy like you always to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ILOVEYOU, friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdulilah! It'a already 3rd month of 2009. My life's getting much much better and happening to the core. Im so looking forward to next day. Surprise? Hahaha of course. Obviously, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im not having any relationship!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mark my words eh kawan kawan. Hehe. Its just that I love the moment of my life now. With the loved ones and circle friends. Never fails to brighten up for the whole day/week/month/year. I wish it'll be remain unchanged of my life as the days goes by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Few hours more to go, I'll be having a sumptuous feast with that boy and his friends. He's already got his pay. Kaching! Kaching! Kaching! He cant decide where to eat. So he list down on the piece of the paper: Any Fast-Food Restaurant lah, Seoul Garden lah, Sakura lah, and even Hotel Restaurant. Ohmyyyyyyyygod as if his pay is $3k siaaa!!! So just stay tune to next entry ehhhhhhhh. Cheeky smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-3551637299334383591?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/3551637299334383591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=3551637299334383591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3551637299334383591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3551637299334383591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-far-so-good.html' title='SO FAR SO GOOD!'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-8682448626914095281</id><published>2009-02-26T18:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:16:35.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give in/out/in/out/in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Things happened so fast. From bottom of my heart, Im sorry if my words are too harsh. The way I treat you as if we are the one. I didnt mean to do that. Maybe its human feeling. I admit I really miss you soooo much. But at least, I got to meet you. For the last time? Im not sure. Maybe we'll meet again at unexpected time. Haha. No matter what, you're the only one who I feel so comfortable to share with. Thank you Steeer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;NOW! Im still waiting that boy's message whether Im having a proper dinner with him after his work. Lately, he's so workaholic. That's why he cant be bothered to reply my sms. Babi punyeeee kawan. Whatever it is, I cant wait over this weekend. As he promised me that he's gonna treat me. Lets go for our fiesta babyyyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-8682448626914095281?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/8682448626914095281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=8682448626914095281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8682448626914095281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8682448626914095281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/02/give-inoutinoutin.html' title='Give in/out/in/out/in'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-4017873746069109464</id><published>2009-02-25T13:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:56:42.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 17th Birthday AAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306607246722872674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SaTbLN9uNWI/AAAAAAAAA9k/dwYK9uq0LwY/s320/Triple+date+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Turned a year older. Be a good boy. Be happy go lucky like you used to. Hope you will find happiness again. Dont let ur emotion run your life. As a sister, I will always love you no matter what it takes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-4017873746069109464?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/4017873746069109464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=4017873746069109464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4017873746069109464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4017873746069109464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-17th-birthday-aan.html' title='Happy 17th Birthday AAN'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SaTbLN9uNWI/AAAAAAAAA9k/dwYK9uq0LwY/s72-c/Triple+date+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7279961585636340703</id><published>2009-02-23T18:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:02:03.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWS NEWS NEWS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well yesterday, I watched Mister A for his soccer match at open field in front of my block. Hahaha. I lied to him that Im not going cause Im meeting someone else. He was so disappointed in me. He didnt response my call or message. He totally ignored me. I was like hasisssh. I surprised him by coming down there. His friends were also there. His team won by 3-2. I didnt even know that he scored siaaa till he told me after the game ended. He scolded me by not paying attention at his match. CBCBCBBBBBBBB! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdulilah god answered my prayers. I was so elated and relieved that Mister P.O passed his shooting just now. Oh like finally. No more sitting or spying people at Security Room. You owe me dude. Hahahaha. Actually now, he is supposedly on his way to work. However yesterday when we was hogging on the phone, he told me his plan. If he pass, he gonna take Medical Leave. So well, he is now waiting his number at CGH by himself. I thought of accompanying him, but I have to dump him aside. Cause I am going to meet this boy who just finished his work. For your info, I should be get ready. Standard laaah wasting my own time to update some news. Hahaha. Tardaaarr he's already calling my cellphone. Oh shiit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7279961585636340703?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7279961585636340703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7279961585636340703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7279961585636340703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7279961585636340703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/02/news-news-news.html' title='NEWS NEWS NEWS'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-1409984857768868558</id><published>2009-02-17T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:12:48.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semua Tentang Kita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I feel like posting today. No lah actually right..... Im so happy happy happy happy go lucky gitu. Do you want to know what? Later later eh i will tell you laaah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today as usual I dragged myself go to school. Took same bus at the same time. Called Huda to take same bus with me. Took train to school. Study and  joke around with my happy pill mates. Took our own break time at canteen. Then sat for a fcuking Accounting test which damn fcuking easy, but I simply cant do. The reason is I didnt study it. Hahaha. Hmmmm no lah, yesterday when I was about to start my revision on Adjustment, I fell alseep till the next day. I guess I was really worn out. Cause I didnt get enough sleep for the last few days. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why Im so happyyyyyyyy? Just now, I decided to dial my Voicemail number. Unexpectedly, I got a message from this friend of mine. He really makes me smile widely. Seriously Im not lying. He didnt say anything, but played this tune which is my fav song by using his guitar. Ape lagi ku text him and he said yessssss. Oh my goddddddddddddd! My heart is totally melt once I heard that tune over and over again. Well, thanks A for making my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-1409984857768868558?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/1409984857768868558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=1409984857768868558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1409984857768868558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1409984857768868558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/02/semua-tentang-kita.html' title='Semua Tentang Kita'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-993915657275655386</id><published>2009-02-16T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:37:59.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STAY HAPPY FOR TIME BEING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh well, just ignore the previous post. I was so pissed off that slut. Hahahaha! Today, school lesson was as per normal. I had my Biz Comm test on Report for an hour. Tell you its not enough time. I just handed in the paper without finishing the recommendation section. Fail pun fail asalkn ku duduk tu test. Hahaha. Actually Im happy happy happy laaah. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its been such long time I put my ego aside. So yesterday, I dialled his number. Unexpectedly, he picked my call. Yippeee! We had long conversation over the phone. For the first time, he got cheek to tell me his story life which he never ever told me before. Susah nak korek secret 007 nye. Ajaib ajaib tapi benar siaaaaa. Its so miracle lah. He's nothing special to me. He's just great friend to share with. Thanks mister 007!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-993915657275655386?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/993915657275655386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=993915657275655386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/993915657275655386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/993915657275655386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/02/stay-happy-for-time-being.html' title='STAY HAPPY FOR TIME BEING'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-4997461555683479220</id><published>2009-02-16T18:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:23:22.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCUSE ME MISS GET A LIFE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woooaaaah there's someone bitching behind my back. Oh fcuk! And its you again. No suprise. Telling everyone that Im a snatcher. WHAT???!! Do u know me or do i know you, slut? For your info, I knew him only after few months both guys were over. You dont even know how we met, how we fell in love for each other, how we end our love story. Only me &amp;amp; him knows it. I can let go this matter but I cant stand it anymore. It really pissed me off. Before this you ever telling the circle friends of yours that I was with with your ex boyf. Kecoh gile babi! Padahal at that point of time, we had already separated our own ways. Till now you still want to bitch about me over the same matter. Dont have your own life????? Urggggghhh!! Now i know why the boys like/attract/fall for you, slut. Cause you're chubby, adorable, cute or whatever. It's a fact but you're just a plain attention seeker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-4997461555683479220?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/4997461555683479220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=4997461555683479220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4997461555683479220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4997461555683479220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/02/excuse-me-miss-get-life.html' title='EXCUSE ME MISS GET A LIFE!'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-3955750077901034962</id><published>2009-02-09T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T18:12:05.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buih Aku, Tapi Sayang Aku </title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300735283991937410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SY_-qAK4AYI/AAAAAAAAA80/PR_igyICaQI/s320/IMG_1462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;They promised to accompany me on this coming Sunday. It'll be our trio outing for shopping day. However, promises are meant to be broken. You girls break my heart. Now I feel so sad, upset, angry, disappointed and all the mixed emotion. Lols. I'll make sure next outing &lt;strong&gt;KORANG PERGI TANPE AKU.&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha joking aje. Dont worry there's always a next time/day/month/year to chill out kan kan kan girls. Whatever it is, aku sayang korang banyak banyak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-3955750077901034962?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/3955750077901034962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=3955750077901034962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3955750077901034962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3955750077901034962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/02/buih-aku-tapi-sayang-aku.html' title='Buih Aku, Tapi Sayang Aku '/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SY_-qAK4AYI/AAAAAAAAA80/PR_igyICaQI/s72-c/IMG_1462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7659252640194573409</id><published>2009-02-08T18:18:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:19:45.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Everything, But No Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh my goddddd!! It's already 2009. Happy Belated New Year. Or I should say Happy Ox Year! Hahahaha. Sorry many many to my dear reader (step ade aje) for being missing in action again and over again. Actually I online (seldom aje eh), but it's just a plain lazy to update this rusty dusty blog of mine. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So far, this year has been so goood to me. Not that really good lah. But, still Alhamdulilaaaah. I feel like getting a second job cause this job that I had, the pay is fucking loooow income. Not that Im complaining, it just I need more cash cash cash. Hahaha. Actually my plan is to keep myself busy. Lols! School has been such an ass in the pain. Cause ...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly, Ive just completed final project last Fri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secondly, class test for Accounting on Adjustment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thirdly, class test for Biz Comm on Reports/Minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fourthly, final exam is getting nearer, which less than a month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lastly, I'll be having a long long long break.&lt;br /&gt;Yippees!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im currently chatting with this bitch, Nurulhuda Mohamed. I complained to her about this guy who has everything or full package. Instead giving me hopes or advices, she has a gut to say this &lt;strong&gt;" Youve got &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;, but you dont have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/strong&gt;Bukan mcm tapi mmg BITCH. Sepak aje muke kau. Make sure you go to school alone everyday. Jkjkjk. No matter what i love you jugaaak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7659252640194573409?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7659252640194573409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7659252640194573409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7659252640194573409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7659252640194573409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2009/02/better-in-those-days-but-still-loser.html' title='Got Everything, But No Love'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-8520857267014810909</id><published>2008-12-24T14:32:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T16:06:30.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DECEMBER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its been a little bit too long (isn't it?) since I did some proper updating over my rusty dusty blog. Sorry for the missing in action cause I was occupied with activities on holidays terms besides my hectic working life. Oh sucks! But, at least, I had so much fun during this month of December '08. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from chalet. The plan didnt run properly and smoothly as what we planned on due to the weather. However, the cake was yummy and the sabotage (which I hate most cause I also kene revenged) a friend of mine who turned 18th today was awesome. Yuckyyy! I seriosuly cant stand the smell of the mixture of mayonnaise and chill. We then rent dvd, bought ice cream and MacDonald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I had a small gathering with my gerek friends. When we reached at East Coast Park, we quickly had our late lunch at MacDonald. We rent the bicycle for riding even though its raining. We then slacked at this bridge for an hour. We went back to MaCafe for the drink before heading home sweet home. The next day, Ila, Fie &amp;amp; I went to JB. It took us two hours to reach as its new immigration. We really shopped especially Fie as if money falls off from th esky. Hahaha. We then visited our friend, Irfa. We ate our dinner while watching a movie Wild Child. Irfa's mum sent the three girls to Larkin and went home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I cant wait for this 29th Dec as I have the another chalet with my colleagues. Hope it turn out awesome. As well as Im so looking forward to the year of 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, I would to wish a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TO THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SVHkA9vk0eI/AAAAAAAAA8A/xwYQv1UGedE/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283254543107543522" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SVHkA9vk0eI/AAAAAAAAA8A/xwYQv1UGedE/s320/DSC00555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You're legal baby.&lt;br /&gt;Present will be sending to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;ILYVM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SVHqneVHbrI/AAAAAAAAA8I/MJ9zWiU9_qo/s1600-h/DSCN0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283261801759731378" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SVHqneVHbrI/AAAAAAAAA8I/MJ9zWiU9_qo/s320/DSCN0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally you're legal!&lt;br /&gt;Hope u appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;Especially cake and card.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-8520857267014810909?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/8520857267014810909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=8520857267014810909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8520857267014810909'/><link rel='self' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I GIVE UP !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I GIVE UP !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I GIVE UP !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;iloveyoudude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-2891946456121890980?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/2891946456121890980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=2891946456121890980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2891946456121890980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2891946456121890980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/10/run-away.html' title='RUN AWAY'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-8447624031474668805</id><published>2008-10-17T11:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:45:48.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE WORDS = TIGA PERKATAAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SPgKIm-mXZI/AAAAAAAAA74/GKdf6R3mZKI/s1600-h/DSC00589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257963707973393810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SPgKIm-mXZI/AAAAAAAAA74/GKdf6R3mZKI/s320/DSC00589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss her laughter ey-ho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss her smiling with widely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss her singing.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss her tight hugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss her kiss on her cheek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And even I miss her butt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss her never-ending stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss her whining here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss telling her about life, work and school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss gossiping with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss shopping with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss taking long ride with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss taking pictures with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss everything of her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IMISSYOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;NURDIYANA BTE KHALID&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/20119837-8447624031474668805?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/8447624031474668805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=8447624031474668805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8447624031474668805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8447624031474668805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/10/three-words-tiga-perkataan.html' title='THREE WORDS = TIGA PERKATAAN'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SPgKIm-mXZI/AAAAAAAAA74/GKdf6R3mZKI/s72-c/DSC00589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-2583536737384077055</id><published>2008-10-05T00:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T00:42:14.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAK SALLEH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SOeYQvZEELI/AAAAAAAAArc/iBr9VLIu9Sk/s1600-h/Picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253334903717892274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SOeYQvZEELI/AAAAAAAAArc/iBr9VLIu9Sk/s320/Picture+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SOeYRGpKx6I/AAAAAAAAArk/FHKM7_FaAx4/s1600-h/Picture+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253334909959456674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SOeYRGpKx6I/AAAAAAAAArk/FHKM7_FaAx4/s320/Picture+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this conversation between me &amp;amp; sec mate MUSA J. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kekek siaak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-2583536737384077055?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/2583536737384077055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=2583536737384077055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2583536737384077055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2583536737384077055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/10/mak-salleh.html' title='MAK SALLEH'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SOeYQvZEELI/AAAAAAAAArc/iBr9VLIu9Sk/s72-c/Picture+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-2376276004879084806</id><published>2008-09-26T20:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:34:01.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FARHAN RAHMAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Few minutes ago, Ive just finished chatting/webcaming with my brother, An. He's totally full of craps. Then, he forced me to call his girlfriend and ask her to online now. Alamaaaak nie budak tk leh lepas kerinduan saaaak. Hahahahahahaha!!! He then told me &amp;amp; Ibu that he had to make-over as Pochong by his team mate. It's kinda bullshit, but awesome laaah. Hehehe. Wanna see his picture? No matter how far you are from your evil sister, I'll always love you devil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SNzTVn8yKMI/AAAAAAAAArE/ScYOh3isjjE/s1600-h/26092008(001)(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250303634061797570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SNzTVn8yKMI/AAAAAAAAArE/ScYOh3isjjE/s320/26092008(001)(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS YOU AN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;PS: I cant wait for the big surprise from Mister A. Meet ya soon dude. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-2376276004879084806?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/2376276004879084806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=2376276004879084806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2376276004879084806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2376276004879084806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/09/farhan-rahmat.html' title='FARHAN RAHMAT'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SNzTVn8yKMI/AAAAAAAAArE/ScYOh3isjjE/s72-c/26092008(001)(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-2487983694542184246</id><published>2008-09-23T12:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:20:56.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work. Birthday. YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SCREEEEEEEAAAMMMMM!!! Im so exhausted, worn out and dead beat. Serious! Ive been lately busy with work, work and work. For your info, I just came back from MN shift. And later, I need to report back to work at 8pm to 8am the next day. Oh gosh. I really have no time for myself to do things such as catch up with my bestf, window shopping, slacking my time at any cafe, catch a movie and so on. I really miss my old life. How I wish I dont have to work now. How I wish. Haish! Lets drop the topic about my working life. Now, I would like to recall everything happened during my 18th birthday. Kiwek after a week gitu baru nak udpate. Mangkuk kental nak mampos. Hahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I would like to say a big thankyou to those people who wished me HAPPY BIRTHDAY in advance, on the spot, and belated. Appreciated it so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;List the people;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Fauzy aka Og - He's the first one to wish me in advance 4 days before my birthday falls. Never fail to wish me every year. Cause you're my least expectation for this year. Hahaha. Anyway, thanks ya and appreciated it a lot, old friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Siblings Loved - Thanks for Adidas sneaker even though I know the real price and after discount. Why dont you guys wont want to get for me Braun Buffel Wallet? Hahaha. Next year I'll ask that or Coach. Hint-Hint &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Close friend Razmeer &amp;amp; the Gang- Thanks for being my whining here and there all the years. Anyway, thanks for the treat in advance at Spize. Nice meeting ya dude. Meet ya as soon as possible. All the best for your O's. Love ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Cousin Noi, Bro An &amp;amp; An's Gf; Val - Thanks cuz for making your time free just to spend time with us. And especially stayed up late night, just to sing me a Birthday song at Big Mac. An thanks for punching me 18 times. YOU SUCK! No matter what, I love you guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Bestfriend Lyra - Thanks for the post that entry and msg you sent to me. Im so touched. ILOVEYOUMANYMANY. IMY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. Girlfriends - Thanks for short outing, present and d-i-y card. No words can describe how fortunate I have wonderful girlfs like you. Love you girlfs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Childhood Friend - So surprised. Hahaha. Thanks friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. Teman-Teman Secondary - That's surprised me. Through phone, friendster, msn. Thanks a lot. Meet ya soon. Chalet? Maybe. Miss them like heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. PT/FT Barista &amp;amp; Manager - Yawyawyaw thanks a lot lot lot. Next things to do = Clubbing. Hahaha mcm paham. Thanks eh suroh ku blow the candle w/o cake. Cool. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. Gerek Friends - I was surprised and speechless at the same time. Never expected to celebrate at Efa's crib after iftiar. I really enjoyed myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11. Everyone - THANK YOU SO MUCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay wooooah that's quite long list. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, Im already miss my brother, An a lot. For the first time, he's not celebrating with us this year. Sad sad sad. Sorry bro for not sending you to Airport. A bit tired for me. Understand and understood eh. He's now at Japan for training. Next, he's going to Uzbekistan. Tournament NFA under 16's. All the best ya, Make us proud of you, bro. I LOVE YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p.s// Thanks Mister O for early the morning. Hahaha. Same goes to Mister A. Winks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-2487983694542184246?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/2487983694542184246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=2487983694542184246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2487983694542184246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2487983694542184246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/09/work-birthday-random.html' title='Work. Birthday. YOU'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-2566617073767755386</id><published>2008-09-08T15:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T16:53:08.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Fever.18th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh my goooooood! I should be studying Accounting instead of wasting my time on this electronic devices. Seriously, I need a break. My mind cant really absorb any calculations or formulae or practice on some questions. After tomorrow, I can feel so yippppeeyaaaayooo!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, it was special for a girlf of mine, Khairiah. Turned a year older. Finally the moment youve been waiting for, you're officially LEGAL! May all your wishes come true and succeed in life. May God bless you with wonderful year ahead. Sorry for not celebrating your day, unlike the previous year. Hope you like the surprise in the middle of night, video, small note, present, and cookies Ive baked just for you girlf. Be always happy. ILY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6c15d6ba52a6a02" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D06c15d6ba52a6a02%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331454061%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54E9C919582E1CF621CC2206451D330267BA5C45.AFE000B3FA508A902AF37B332BBD269BDEDA427%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c15d6ba52a6a02%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D69NAjSQ39hWzJM_gmUr5pkrUryM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D06c15d6ba52a6a02%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331454061%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54E9C919582E1CF621CC2206451D330267BA5C45.AFE000B3FA508A902AF37B332BBD269BDEDA427%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c15d6ba52a6a02%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D69NAjSQ39hWzJM_gmUr5pkrUryM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[Laugh]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mister O, thanks for the wish dude. Kau kekek lah. Treat me soon ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-2566617073767755386?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6c15d6ba52a6a02&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/2566617073767755386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=2566617073767755386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2566617073767755386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2566617073767755386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/09/exam-fever18th-birthday.html' title='Exam Fever.18th Birthday'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-6107649190490429300</id><published>2008-09-03T20:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:40:30.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun. Stress. Doubt.</title><content type='html'>It's been a little bit too long since I did some proper updating over here. Sorry for the lack entries dear friends, cause I was occupied with activities on weekends, besides schooling and working life. Urggghh! At least, I had fun and enjoyed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First semester will ends soon. Yahooooo! The examination season is drawing nearer. Solid 1234&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days to go. Ive left 5 more topics to read through and memorise every single detail in the book if I want a get A. (That's my idiot teacher told me.) Hahahahaahahhaha! Accounting is bloody scary. Im not lying. Im so stressssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'll be soon legally. HAHAHAHA WHATEVER! &lt;strong&gt;Only wish is to celebrate with the people whom I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;It'll be the best, greatest and awesome present for me this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-6107649190490429300?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/6107649190490429300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=6107649190490429300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6107649190490429300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6107649190490429300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-stress-doubt.html' title='Fun. Stress. Doubt.'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-4508960250802698539</id><published>2008-08-23T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T15:53:13.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School, Work, Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;School has been okay. Quite tiring to wake up at 6am just to buck up my attendance before my third letter send again. More assigments. More revisions. As I have only two weeks to go before final exam begins. Im so worried about my Acct so much. 4 qns for 2 hrs 3o mins only. IM NOT READY YET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Working for 4 days straight wasnt great for me especially on Thursday. It's so disaster day, i tell you. After Grady &amp;amp; I went for our break, she took her break and stayed inside doing her own things like sms-ing with her guy and cash-out from 8pm to 11pm. When I asked her to help us outside cause it's slam time, she didnt go out and help it. The queue was so long and Ive to say umpteen time apologise to my customer for long waiting to serve. What the heck siaaa?! Luckily yesterday, she helped us little bit by doing service, serving customer, making ice blended than nothing. Maybe Nizam was there. Being "helpful". I was so fed up when I came back from my break. She scolded me " You know how long your break time?" I gave one kind look and said " I know 30 minutes only and Im late cause I had stomachache!" Snorrrts! I dont know how long I can tolerate working with her. Urgggghhhhhh!! And today finally, I have my own quality time for weekends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mister O, what a small world. A lot of stories and crack jokes to share. Thanks for that. Youre really make my day. Hahahaha! Dont forget to treat me yaaa when you get your pay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, if you happen to read my blog, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IREALLYMISSYOUSOMUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-4508960250802698539?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/4508960250802698539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=4508960250802698539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4508960250802698539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4508960250802698539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/08/school-work-life.html' title='School, Work, Life'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-4484142671805006351</id><published>2008-08-07T19:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:03:44.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh fcuk Im back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yawyawyawyawyaw niggas!!! Im back once again, but only for today i guess. Hehe. Its been awhile since Ive updated this rusty blog of mine. Im really really lazy to switch on the computer. Oh well, my activities are so occupied till I have no time to spend with my family and friends especially my bestfriend. I miss her like urgghh. Whatever shit, I miss blogging. Hahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Errrmmm, I recently just came back from Tioman Island holiday trip on last Mon. I went there with Fie, Fiq(her boyf), Azhar, Ash and Bo. I thought it's gonna be a normal trip, however the 4days 3 nights turned out to be fun, amazing and enjoyable trip that I ever had. Its my first time ever to take a ferry and Im so sea-sick person. That's sucks! My skin tone oh shiiiit became darker. So whatever happens over there, it's just between five of us okay? I love the people, beach, scuba-diving, music, stuffs, snacks except for the dinner. Hahahaha! And I cant wait for Dec trip. Yahooooooo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I cant wait for weekend onwards. Seoul Gardens with my classmate. Dinner with my girlfriends. Attend Nurez's pit with my colleagues. And if you miss me so much and feel like meeting me, oh please do come down to Starbucks TM cause I'll be wasting my time to slack there and crack a joke. Hahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, Im done. Toooodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-4484142671805006351?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/4484142671805006351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=4484142671805006351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4484142671805006351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4484142671805006351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-fcuk-im-back.html' title='Oh fcuk Im back'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-5387795423377574872</id><published>2008-07-08T18:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:07:57.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AT LAST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yawyawyawyawyaw teman-teman ku! Ive just completed the holiday trip blog which I went recently. It's really took me almost a week to finish and touch up everything that I had. It's only left video to upload from the start to the end of our journey. If my mum finds out that electricity bill goes up, Im gonna be dead meat! Haha. So, view &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://shortholidays.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and comment it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Firstly, Im back to school after three weeks break. And it's driving me nuts. Test, test, test, test is coming up next. Oh man! Im telling you that Im not well prepared. Yes, Im not ready. Now, I seem to lost interest in studying. Dont ask me why. Please push me to study hard! I really really need to buck up. It's left less than a month plus before taking 1st semester exam in Sept '08. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Secondly, work so far so good. Nothing much happened. If yes, it's normal routine. Gossip about her, her and her. Sometimes, I feel like looking a new job. However, this job is flexible with my schedule. That's why I cant bear to leave my job. &lt;em&gt;Job aku kene serve2 people. Sekejap okay. Sekejap menyampah yooou. Kadang2 ku nak bunuh org ngada2 especially keling. No racist eh. They're blooody hell tatau sabar nak tunggu. Nga bobal dgn customer lain, suke2 dier aje nak menyampuk. Mcm nak sumbat drg kat tong sampah aje. &lt;/em&gt;Haha Im so evil siaaa. No matter how exhausted/frustrated/irritating my job is, I'd still love my job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lastly, it's been awhile since I hang out with my friends. Believe it or not, it's almost a month I get to meet TemanRapatku. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss her terribly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Idk why I feel our friendship like drifiting away. Maybe me. Maybe you. So far I know, we need each other. Guess take time. As long as you're happy, Im happy for you. Aku tetap sayang kau eh? Same goes to girlfriends, cousin and gerek friends. I love you toooooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-5387795423377574872?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/5387795423377574872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=5387795423377574872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5387795423377574872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5387795423377574872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/07/at-last.html' title='AT LAST'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-3882583002655112172</id><published>2008-07-05T01:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T05:13:01.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO'S BACK BICTH?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SG_jlfoiFSI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/iDjYzW0IzfI/s320/DSCF0390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219640726431864098" border="0" /&gt;Ive just got back from work. Yes Im so exhausted. I dont have enough sleep since I came back from trip. Oh yeah lets talk about my holiday trips. Yeah yeah yeah aku dah balek. Yeah Yeah Yeah!!! Perangai budak kecik sia aku. Haha. Errrr, I was unexpected that the KL trips (3days 2 nights) turns out to be awesome. I really enjoyed myself there especially shopping like nobody's business sey. Tak bedek! So, I went there with my colleagues Fie, Azhar &amp;amp; Afiq. As if kite couple gitu. Tak dapat lah. Haha! No matter what happens in KL, it's just between us okay? I bet Im gonna miss this trips a lot. Cause we're like one big family. Pictures will upload soon once I recieved from Fie. Bear with it. It's more than 300 pictures we took for each days. And it's left two day to enjoy night life before school term start. Im not looking forward. Urghhh!! I have to buck up with my attendance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-3882583002655112172?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/3882583002655112172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=3882583002655112172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3882583002655112172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3882583002655112172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/07/whos-back-bicth.html' title='WHO&apos;S BACK BICTH?'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SG_jlfoiFSI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/iDjYzW0IzfI/s72-c/DSCF0390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-1539209546920932077</id><published>2008-06-29T11:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T12:11:54.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOK HOLIDAY YOK</title><content type='html'>It's almost afternoon. I havent pack my things. I dont know what I should bring along with my vacation this time. Oh yes friends Im leaving Singapore for holiday trips. Im sorry if I didnt tell you girls about this. I need a long break before school starts. Hopefully, I'll feel better once I come back. Wish me a safe journey to and fro. For sure, Im gonna miss this people. Love you hollas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGcJgJK2qUI/AAAAAAAAApo/mExfKyfGG2E/s1600-h/Family+Potrait+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217149141153917250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGcJgJK2qUI/AAAAAAAAApo/mExfKyfGG2E/s320/Family+Potrait+2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGcJhBW8IMI/AAAAAAAAAp4/4ZX-P_cmkeY/s1600-h/DSC03250.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217149156236992706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGcJhBW8IMI/AAAAAAAAAp4/4ZX-P_cmkeY/s320/DSC03250.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIRLFRIENDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGcK_JC2-WI/AAAAAAAAAqI/73QLJe1hbx4/s1600-h/DSC02713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217150773207955810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGcK_JC2-WI/AAAAAAAAAqI/73QLJe1hbx4/s320/DSC02713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLLEAGUES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGcJhdyY0NI/AAAAAAAAAqA/2329eL3uJA4/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217149163868311762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGcJhdyY0NI/AAAAAAAAAqA/2329eL3uJA4/s320/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GEREK FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGcJgvlri5I/AAAAAAAAApw/-cyb1F2g3Y0/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217149151466982290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGcJgvlri5I/AAAAAAAAApw/-cyb1F2g3Y0/s320/DSC00555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TEMANRAPATKU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-1539209546920932077?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/1539209546920932077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=1539209546920932077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1539209546920932077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1539209546920932077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/06/yok-holiday-yok.html' title='YOK HOLIDAY YOK'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGcJgJK2qUI/AAAAAAAAApo/mExfKyfGG2E/s72-c/Family+Potrait+2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-4020912993233492189</id><published>2008-06-20T23:38:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T22:02:20.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Use Time Wisely</title><content type='html'>Yo yo yo wassup my niggas! See who's back baby? Hahaha! For the time being only. I find my blog is getting rusty and dull. And it's fact okay. I dont have time to update. Chey mcm paham lah ku. I just woke up from my sleeping beauty and beast. Phew! Im really worn out, exhausted and sleepy. Few hours later, I'll be going to work midnight shift today again. Oh man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last week, I really had a wonderful time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Like finally, I did my hair treatments. It's much much better and smoothie than the last time. Tha&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOQyAcSsUI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Z-y954tLeuw/s1600-h/P1040638.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nks Na for accompaning me that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGORXX2TsHI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/45S7wPcvG48/s1600-h/P1040638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216172624149983346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGORXX2TsHI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/45S7wPcvG48/s320/P1040638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ireallymissyou! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The next day, I went out with my colleagues [ Azhar, Ashraf, Baya, Dhabitah, Fie, Syikin and Me]. It didnt expected that most of us were taking fucking day off. I met Fie and Baya earlier. We went to Bugis to grab something. After wasting our time, we made our move to Cineleisure and meet the others there. We had our late lunch-cum-dinner at KFC. Yeaaaah we catch a movie Kung Fu Panda. It's greaaaat movie siaaaa. Two thumbs up! Then, we overnight at Airport since the two guys are working midnight shift. Shitty happened in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img class="photoimg" id="photoimg" style="WIDTH: 473px; HEIGHT: 268px" height="281" src="http://images.syiko.multiply.com/image/2/photos/11/500x500/14/DSC02695.JPG?et=GFqe5z8%2CVpOFn7uzAHCIdw&amp;amp;nmid=101352850" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img class="photoimg" id="photoimg" style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 290px" height="281" src="http://images.syiko.multiply.com/image/2/photos/11/500x500/17/DSC02698.JPG?et=E8D9iFVidweNSOj48KYgDw&amp;amp;nmid=101352850" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="photoimg" id="photoimg" style="WIDTH: 468px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="281" src="http://images.syiko.multiply.com/image/2/photos/11/500x500/15/DSC02696.JPG?et=Mbp1tmCCpIGiM4IwvAZH7A&amp;amp;nmid=101352850" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img class="photoimg" id="photoimg" style="WIDTH: 479px; HEIGHT: 263px" height="281" src="http://images.syiko.multiply.com/image/2/photos/11/500x500/30/DSC02711.JPG?et=vRPX6xeTRYEwXza9Ucw2DQ&amp;amp;nmid=101352850" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img class="photoimg" id="photoimg" style="WIDTH: 481px; HEIGHT: 282px" height="281" src="http://images.syiko.multiply.com/image/2/photos/11/500x500/29/DSC02710.JPG?et=5EAeVMMTyRKmqlrUVGuGfg&amp;amp;nmid=101352850" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img class="photoimg" id="photoimg" style="WIDTH: 486px; HEIGHT: 282px" height="281" src="http://images.syiko.multiply.com/image/2/photos/11/500x500/34/DSC02715.JPG?et=cXCDVHzj7XhAG437IY%2Benw&amp;amp;nmid=101352850" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img class="photoimg" id="photoimg" style="WIDTH: 489px; HEIGHT: 281px" height="281" src="http://images.syiko.multiply.com/image/2/photos/11/500x500/41/DSC02722.JPG?et=Ji1Ht7S7RRjzOPRNm%2BkvlA&amp;amp;nmid=101352850" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Two days later, I went to Singapore Zoological with Abang, Adik, Kak Sarah and her friend, Amar. Yeaaah Yeaaah Yeaaah!!! I get to meet the animals such as Zebra, Giraffe, Lions, Tigers, Ah Meng and the Family etc. Its my first time that Kak Sarah drove us out. It's pretty scary, but fun tau. Upon reaching our destination, we grab something to eat at KFC. We're really famished. It's really tiring to take care those kiddos. They're the only one who can brighten up my life. Sometimes aje eh. Kadang2 sakit hati aje. Kate satu, dua kali lima drg ckp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOaXELNSNI/AAAAAAAAAoY/jh46LqOu2pU/s1600-h/P1040818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216182514473584850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOaXELNSNI/AAAAAAAAAoY/jh46LqOu2pU/s320/P1040818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOaXwWm2xI/AAAAAAAAAog/5y-Or_NGrM4/s1600-h/P1040819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216182526332558098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOaXwWm2xI/AAAAAAAAAog/5y-Or_NGrM4/s320/P1040819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOaYMkQXSI/AAAAAAAAAoo/453GzdPbYSs/s1600-h/P1040817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216182533905997090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOaYMkQXSI/AAAAAAAAAoo/453GzdPbYSs/s320/P1040817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOaYpDPfBI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Q0_2HBF8_rE/s1600-h/P1040850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216182541552155666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOaYpDPfBI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Q0_2HBF8_rE/s320/P1040850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOaYYqIjUI/AAAAAAAAAow/ZkmSzq81Jzw/s1600-h/P1040849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216182537151876418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOaYYqIjUI/AAAAAAAAAow/ZkmSzq81Jzw/s320/P1040849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The next day, since Im not working on that day, I made a plan to catch a midnight movie at the last last minute. I met Afiq since he asked me to accompany him to see his PSP game. Jalan sana sini tkde. When I saw MNG sale, I asked his opinion whether its really suit me or not. Alamaaak tk gune aku ckp. Semue aku pilih tk kene. Haha! We boarded the bus to Airport to pick up Azhar from work. We took cab from there to Cineleisure. Baya waited us there. Biar lambat asalkn sampai. Out of blue moon, we received a bad news that Kak Has was admitted to hospital. We bought the ticket Get Smart show at 0150hours. We have an hour to do before movie start. We walked all the way to Starbuck. Skali mak oi nampak budak2 senior zaman sec aku. After an hour, we made a move from there. We bought a lot of food as if we didnt eat for almost ten days. Its really worth it to catch that cool movie. We then had our late supper at Swensen. Desert time baby. We talked a lot about work, life, future and random stuffs. Haha. Around 0530hours, we took cab and headed home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOfyLyYgrI/AAAAAAAAApA/zBkzJ0xu6GY/s1600-h/DSC00254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216188477931553458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOfyLyYgrI/AAAAAAAAApA/zBkzJ0xu6GY/s320/DSC00254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOfyCbTGpI/AAAAAAAAApI/RlmnpcaIYVM/s1600-h/DSC00259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216188475418811026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOfyCbTGpI/AAAAAAAAApI/RlmnpcaIYVM/s320/DSC00259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOfyd1zsXI/AAAAAAAAApQ/j2-ExVAfMok/s1600-h/DSC00267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216188482777756018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOfyd1zsXI/AAAAAAAAApQ/j2-ExVAfMok/s320/DSC00267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOfzCDSSGI/AAAAAAAAApY/8VzxifCFPLc/s1600-h/DSC00268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216188492497963106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOfzCDSSGI/AAAAAAAAApY/8VzxifCFPLc/s320/DSC00268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOfzSkRWhI/AAAAAAAAApg/GyElLGtKsoQ/s1600-h/DSC00270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216188496931281426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGOfzSkRWhI/AAAAAAAAApg/GyElLGtKsoQ/s320/DSC00270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wooow!! It's long essay. Okay okay okay I'd better get ready to work before Im late again. Haha1 Anwyay, Ive recieved a warning letter. Hahaha! Im off. Loveyou bitches!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-4020912993233492189?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/4020912993233492189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=4020912993233492189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4020912993233492189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4020912993233492189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/06/use-time-wisely.html' title='Use Time Wisely'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SGORXX2TsHI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/45S7wPcvG48/s72-c/P1040638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-8389560911931794961</id><published>2008-05-26T17:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T19:04:49.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP, WAKE UP &amp; MOVE ON!</title><content type='html'>Oh oh oh yabedabudooooooo like finally baby I'm back siaaaa. Its been such a long long time since I had a proper update cause I'm so fcuking lazy. That's all. Hahaha! &lt;strong&gt;Let me remind you:&lt;/strong&gt; Ive a lot of things to share with you people. Just zip your bloody mouth. Thank you ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;School has been such an asssssshole. Swear, it is. Lucikly, 7 wonderful friends of mine never make my days boring. With huda selenges nye, she's really make my day. Seriously. Dont kembang kembang eh! Oh yarh, I'm so unfortunate to have IQB mate as my class. They're always on time for each classes. Never been late. See how to cabut class, cancel the class and etc. OMG!!! Sometimes, I feel like killing the geeks and nerdy in class. Too much of paying attention in class. Busted siaaa aku! On brighter note, Alhamdulilah, Ive passed 1st CA Accounting with flying colour even though I studied at the last minute. Hehehehe. Ive decided not to join photography as my CCA. I dont know whether I can go to Poly if I dont have any CCA points. Dont think too far. My aim is to do my very best in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's almost 6 months that I'm working as a part time barista. Surprise that I'm working? Haha no big deal. I've no choice. I need to work to support my own things such as paying bills, transportation, shopping stuffs and etc. Besides, I want to have work experienced. Even though I've never expected myself to work under F&amp;amp;B line. Trust me, I hate it a lot. Work has been ups and downs for me. Never been easy for me. Been tekan mati-mati by all my manager and full timer. I've never ever thought of leaving that work cause I'm so grateful to have such bunch of gerek manager, barista/s and people around. We can be too open minded, two face, too mean, but we're nice people. Dont worry. I've made a lot of friends from police guards, Harris, Hard Rock Cafe, Strait Bar, Accessorize, Chocolate Candy and many more. It's like one big family. That's the reason why I cant bear to leave that workplace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last but not least, I miss having a boyfriend. Haha. Being pampered, kissing my forehead, telling me those three words and etc. Not that I'm afraid to fall in love. Im just too curious. Dont ask me why. I know it's still long journey to go. Now, it's time to heal the pain. Get up and move on!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I MISS MY BESTFRIEND, GIRLFRIEND AND COUSIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-8389560911931794961?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/8389560911931794961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=8389560911931794961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8389560911931794961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8389560911931794961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/05/stop-wake-up-move-on.html' title='STOP, WAKE UP &amp; MOVE ON!'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-4059902214082744382</id><published>2008-05-11T15:39:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:59:30.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLFRIEND OUTINGS FOR 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REUNION GATHERING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199036851839671186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCaweJgRm5I/AAAAAAAAAnI/bMauHFg6x44/s320/P1040679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199036856134638498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCaweZgRm6I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/mdL9ksn92H4/s320/P1040682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199036860429605810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCawepgRm7I/AAAAAAAAAnY/CpUVp3Zf9lc/s320/P1040680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199036864724573122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCawe5gRm8I/AAAAAAAAAng/ENlc4AxkjIs/s320/100_4698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199037474609929186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCaxCZgRm-I/AAAAAAAAAnw/znYqWuefssM/s320/100_4700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199036873314507730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCawfZgRm9I/AAAAAAAAAno/uni5-yPisfU/s320/100_4699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199037478904896498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCaxCpgRm_I/AAAAAAAAAn4/eg468NAzCtU/s320/P1040678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ICE SKATING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199033411570867026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCatV5gRm1I/AAAAAAAAAmo/VITv4JSw6zM/s320/DSC03236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199034721535892338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCauiJgRm3I/AAAAAAAAAm4/dP8uyFY8f4c/s320/DSC03218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199034730125826946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCauipgRm4I/AAAAAAAAAnA/iv-AZqe-jC4/s320/DSC03219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199033415865834338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCatWJgRm2I/AAAAAAAAAmw/-r8N28pZxsM/s320/DSC03250.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199032926239562546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCas5pgRmzI/AAAAAAAAAmY/MB37lDiL03g/s320/DSC03237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PICNIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199032101605841586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCasJpgRmrI/AAAAAAAAAlY/A5LkXilWM_I/s320/DSC02984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199032110195776194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCasKJgRmsI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-49cVcpgdAQ/s320/DSC02983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199032110195776210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCasKJgRmtI/AAAAAAAAAlo/kkXZk6w45zE/s320/DSC02982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199032110195776226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCasKJgRmuI/AAAAAAAAAlw/4ivxUtR45vY/s320/DSC02981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199032114490743538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCasKZgRmvI/AAAAAAAAAl4/5_T-SrcCYWw/s320/DSC02977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-4059902214082744382?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/4059902214082744382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=4059902214082744382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4059902214082744382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4059902214082744382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/05/girlfriend-outings-for-2008.html' title='GIRLFRIEND OUTINGS FOR 2008'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SCaweJgRm5I/AAAAAAAAAnI/bMauHFg6x44/s72-c/P1040679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-2576656001819218239</id><published>2008-05-06T08:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T19:44:37.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL MIXED UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What an unlucky day for me yesterday. It's between me, him and her. I cant revealed anything here. Let it be a secret between us. I am still confused yet unbelievable that it could happened so fast. Oh gosh. Lets put that aside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;School has been alright. Timetable is just an ass. As well as accounting too. Screw it baby. I need to wake up fucking early as school begins at 8am. Since there's no more assembly. Still, I am late for first period. Luckily, it was my class advisor's lesson. And it happened everyday. If not, warning letter siaaa. How fortunate I am to have reasonable teacher like her. Hehe. I am still need a lot of time to get along with my classmate. 29 Chinese + 6 Malay + 1 Indian = IQB! Unlike last year, average Malay and Chinese and few Indian. I hate my BZF teacher. Seriously. Even you're late for her lesson a minute or more, it's considered you're late. Merepek kan ku nye guru. Now, I have a few assignments and projects to be done soon. Oh no! No more talking about my school days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life has been upside down. As far as I know, I am tired. I have a long hectic schedule every weeks. School, family, friends and other commitments. I dont have enough sleep. I dont have enough time to chill out with my friends which I have been abandoned for quite some times. No one knows how I feel. Maybe one or few. Ever since I took that risks, I have to face the challenges and prove it that I can handle my hectic life. If I did something that I hurt your feelings, I am so sorry. Overall, I am still human beings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A note for him,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you happen to read this, please dont involve me in your relationship okay. So what if I am still hanging on you? So what if I am still in love with you? So what if I dont want to get move on with my life? So what? Overall, it's my choice. Frankly speaking, I really do miss you so much. Since we went our separate ways, I tend to keep it to myself. In positive ways, if I really love you, that's doesnt mean you must return your love right? Since you dont feel any love towards me. You dont have to feel guilty or what. I am the one who doesnt want to move on. Actually, I am happy that you've already found a girlfriend. Even I feel hurt a little. Let me tell you, go complete your love. Dont worry about me. It's not the end of the world if I didnt get to be with you right. It takes time and effort. In fact, Ive already loved you once. I only left the memories that I had with you. I know the fact that we cant be together. During our relationship, it taught me a lot. Please change yourself to a better guy. Treat your girlfriend nicely and be serious this time. I will try not to disturb you again. I am so sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-2576656001819218239?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/2576656001819218239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=2576656001819218239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2576656001819218239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2576656001819218239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-unlucky-day-for-me-yesterday.html' title='ALL MIXED UP'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7886182634608577851</id><published>2008-04-15T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:15:22.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First day of school, it's kinda embarrassment cause Huda, Fie and I were late for the orientation. When I was looking for my class in the list, it was unexpected that Huda and I would be same class again. But I am not sure for 2nd year. Yes God answered our prayer. Alhamdulilah. Fie was in different course. She was same class with KB and our enemies. Fie, take care of yourself. No matter what happens, we're still friends. My class was full of Chinese. Can count by using your finger how many Malays and Indians. Oh gosh. I dont know whether I can get along with them. Maybe it's first day. Need time to adapt old environment with new people. I really miss my IOQ classmates. Oh shit. Why must it ends a year only? Kebaboooom!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Second day of school, I was not looking forward to school. First, we're already late for 2nd orientation. It's totally boring. After sitting at Foyer, we headed to B-107 to meet the class advisor. I think she'd be great teacher. Oh yeah I need to report at 11am tmrw. Isnt it so good for the first day of lesson? WAH!!!! After having a talk at Auditorium, Huda &amp;amp; I left the school [CABUT] cause we'll be having activities afterwards. I dont want get myself wet. Hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, Im chatting with my ex fling. He's funny sia when he pooped out the old story. I was almost cant recalled anything about the card I gave him two years ago. He then told me smthg that I feel so waaaaah. Haha funny. Nice knowing you okay. Winks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7886182634608577851?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7886182634608577851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7886182634608577851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7886182634608577851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7886182634608577851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/04/boring.html' title='BORING'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7811594003033963259</id><published>2008-04-13T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:06:07.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VERY CUTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh no! Im really feel so sleepy. Yawn. What the heck! Okay, lets have a decent post for readers. Chey mcm paham aje aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Firstly, Im totally broke to square one. All the money gone such as groceries, shopping and of course food food food. Dont you know that Im food lover? I can tell you after Im having a light/heavy meal, I'll start hungry every five minutes. I dont think it's food lover, but GELOJOH! Haha kerepek sia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Secondly, I met my secondary mates including girlfriends. But it's not complete of us like Hari Raya. We supposed to meet up at MacD by 2pm. Tapi mcm biasa kate janji melayu. So, everyone arrived at 3 plus. We then made a move to East Coast Park. Once we reached there, everyonr had thier lunch meal. And oh no I didnt finish my food even though it's student meal okay. Hahaha! After eating, we played bowling for two game. Bear is super good sia in this game. Sunil is being such an asshole cause he's worst bowler. Err when I was about to throw the bowling ball, it drop and everyone laughed at me. Siaaa malu. Then, the rain starts to pour heavily. We had our arcade game. It's funny to see the guy's action and the girls giggled at thier silly actions. When the rain stop, we quickly make a move to Parkway Parade to have our dinner. We went to Timezone to kill the time. We played alot okay as if there's no tomorrow. My girlfs planned to have karoake session, but I wasnt in the mood sicne I received a msg from him. Nothing too personel, it's just kinda irritating. I went home with the guys. It's great outing for me. I want it more and more. Please. Love each of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thirdly, I went to my cousin's wedding yesterday. The food didnt turn out nice as I thought, but the cream puff oh yummmmmy. After wedding, I thought we went home first, but nyeeeh. That moment, I was really pissed off. Ive already told my mum that Ive something on later night. I just keep quiet cause it's worthless to argue over the matter. What I know, we went all to West Coast Park at the middle of the night. After making my pathetic faces, they decided to go home. My bro and family stayed till 12 plus. He then sent me off to Fie's crib. I made them suprised cause I told them Im not going and dont ask me why. When I appeared at Fie's crib, Ive got a middle finger from Ila. Kelakar kepe. Haha! When I step into her crib, they are watching Indon movie. It's so merepek nye cite. Cite nye tkde link langsung. We sent Ila back home. This is cute part of our movie marathon. I couldnt tahan mataku. Ku lelap sekejap hingga terhidu Kentucky Fried Chicken. Ku automatik bangun dan makan. Lepas ku makan, ku terus tido hugnga Irfa kate ku bobal dgn dier. Haha it's so cute of me. Mepek. Everyone awake almost 12. We brushed our teeth and had our breakfast and left her crib. Irfa had a plan. I decided to accompany Fie to CWP for ahwile. We met Ila and I went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lastly, IM NOT READY FOR SCHOOL. THANKYOU. OKAY IM TIRED. MY BRO IS NAGGING. 0OH FCUK CONTINUE TMRW OKAY FRIEND!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7811594003033963259?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7811594003033963259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7811594003033963259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7811594003033963259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7811594003033963259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/04/very-cute.html' title='VERY CUTE'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7672719420788711813</id><published>2008-04-01T01:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T02:50:33.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S WORTH TO SPEND TIME WITH FIREND RATHER THAN WAITING FOR YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh my god! My blog is really so damn bored. So sorry cause Im so fcuking lazy to crack my brain and write an entry for reader to read. No wonder my tag board is so dull. Dont want to prank me huh? Hahahahaha! Alert these might be longest entry. So take your sweet time to read and just your bloody mouth shut. Thankyousomuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Tuesday, I went to JB with my gerek friend Fie. Waaah kecoh pergi dgn kwn. Haha! It was a last minute plan. I was stucked at Woodlands Checkpoint Immigration cause my thumbprint cant detected. Jari ku kan cacat alien nye adek-beradek. KETAWA KAN LAH!! Once we reached there, we supposed to catch a malay movie Duyung. However, we dont have much time. We had our late lunch at Kenny Rodger. Yummmmmmy!! Then, Fie bought her sneaker whereas I spent on accessories, magazines and food which can be found at Spore too. Di sana kan murah ape lagi kebas aje. When we reached Spore, we went to Old Woodland to get my mum's long sleeves. We then seperated our ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last Saturday, I met my bestfriend. Like finally. I hugged her till she's suffocated. Okay bedek siaaa. When I was hugging her, I whispered to her eye " AKURINDUKAAAAU!! " Okay that was first time I let it out to her. Cause I am not the type person to say ILY IMY or whatever shit. I love to keep it to myself. That's why people labelled me SECRETIVE!! We went to town to get a book from Border and get ourself something to bring home. I was so frustrated cause I didnt get a sneaker. No size for me. Oh no wtv! As time goes by, we had so much fun even though it's short outing. When we were slacking at Tamp MacD, I wanted to say something to her. However, I dont have any courage to let it out. OH SHIT! Here you go baby. I am so sorry if I didnt get to spend time with you quite often. Fana, how many time you wanna say sorry?!! You know what's the reason behind it. I know you want to tell me something, but you cant to let it out. Either you keep it or tell to Firi. It's okay baby. Firi can be your next bestfriend, soul, sister, everything to you. For time being, she never fails to being there for you. Unlike me. Busy busy busy! See how bad your bestfriend treat you. Gosh Fana! At least if anything were to happen to me, you can look up upon her. Just flip through our pics, songs, vid etc. Dont be angry if I say this okay. AKU MANE NAK CKP SIAAA. MULUT KU KAN BERAT. Thank you for everything you've done for me. There's no other words to say a thankyou. Actually it's a lot to say, just make it short. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ILOVEYOUBABY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Sunday, I met my gerek friends except Nisa at Bugis. I dont know what actually happened and Nisa smsed me like leave her alone. Oh man I dont want to lose a friend like you siaaa. Back to the story. I was late cause I need to settle something to be done that day. Fuuuh! We went shopping siaaa. Kecoh siaa. I know you all mad with me for being fickled minded about that tube dress kan. Sorry lah aku tatau nak pakai ape dgn tu kalau aku beli sey. Haha next time aje. We were so bored and decided to head down to Town. We saw Ila's ex admirer at Cineleisure, sape lagi Haidir. Sanggup keluar nak tgk dier tapi tk clear. Wahahahaha! I thought of getting myself a Fred Perry shoe, oh nyeeh. We had our dinner at Ramein Ten. Skali skala aje nak makan besar. Haha! Fie left early cause she's working night shift. We had our little time to get our shopping done. We were running up and down. Finally, I bought myself a pair of Birkenstock, two clothes from Cotton On. I need more clothes and two pair of sneaker. Oh I really cant wait to big party for next two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST, I WANT TO GET OVER HIM. I DONT WANT TO SEE MYSELF SUCH A BIG LOSER. CRY CRY CRY!!! IM SICK AND TIRED THINKING OF HIM. I NEED A BREAK. KIK-KAT WILL DO FOR ME. HAHA WTV! IVE BEEN SAYING FORGET HIM, BUT I CANT. SO ANY SUPERHERO TO RESCUE ME? HAHA VERY FUNNY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7672719420788711813?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7672719420788711813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7672719420788711813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7672719420788711813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7672719420788711813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-worth-it-to-spend-time-with-firend.html' title='IT&apos;S WORTH TO SPEND TIME WITH FIREND RATHER THAN WAITING FOR YOU!'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-1599194384280288350</id><published>2008-03-30T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T01:31:46.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATING SOON YAAAAAA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-1599194384280288350?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/1599194384280288350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=1599194384280288350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1599194384280288350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1599194384280288350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/03/updating-soon-yaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7231675842153721268</id><published>2008-03-21T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:04:59.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLFRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Saturday, I met my awesome girlfriends (include their boyfriends). Like finally baby! Only god knows how much I really missed them. The moment I saw my girls, I hugged them as if I dont want to let it go. Haha! The last time we met was errrr picnic which was two months ago. Oh god! Everything we planned went smoothly. We had so much fun. First, we had our ice skating at Kallang Leisure Park. Seriously, I dont have any experience into skating or not even roller blading. How terrible. I dont feel like ice skating actually, but I was eager to learn new things. Once in your lifetime maaah. My girlfriends were willing to help me. They were so patience with me. I fell down for twice. Yeah twice. Imagine that I was holding Zurin's hand. In split second, our body unbalanced and I fell down for first time. Not even few mintues, Zurin pushed me (not purposely) and I fell down again. And there goes my second time even though it's so unfair! Haha ketawa lah krg. For umpteen times, Ive got it. I skate on my own without holding hand, asking my girls to follow me, grab me or whatever shit. Yes Ive made it baby!!! My effort, confident, hard work were really paid off. And my money was worth it than nothing. So people, go try to skate. It's fun but tiring lah. Ive got a blister. Serve me right. Hahahaha!!! After ice skating, we headed to Coffee Bean to have our drinks. In the end, we bought puff, drink and a slice cheesecake for birthday girl. Who else none other than Zurin. Happy 18Th Birthday! I bought for her a Chomel bracelet. We made a move from there and headed down to Airport Terminal 3. We had our dinner at Popeye. Oh it's so delicious. I bought Popeye meal takeaway for my family. We then went our separated ways home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Tuesday, I met my girlfriends again (except Khairiah) after Ive settled my school stuffs. After Farid's interview, we watched a movie Step Up 2 : The Street at Plaza Singapura. It's awesome. Two thumbs up! We were so hyped after watching the movie cause we got addicted to their moves. I am in love with their dance moves. So groooovy!! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PS: RIKA!!! I WANT PICTURES. THANK YOU YA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7231675842153721268?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7231675842153721268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7231675842153721268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7231675842153721268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7231675842153721268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/03/girlfriends.html' title='GIRLFRIENDS'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-6925702518805171083</id><published>2008-03-10T19:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:12:11.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7TH HEAVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176084349999686194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R9UlStEwojI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/69uLhNRHw_0/s320/DSC00294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Praise be to God. I am so grateful and anxious at the same time. My efforts were really paid off, baby. I cant wait to hit jackpot. Yabedabedoooooooo!!! Jgn risau ya, duit halal beb. For sure, I need to put aside so that I'll buy my girlf's birthday gift and give money back that Ive owed to two boys. Soon, I need retail therapy. New things in my wardrobe. Hopefully, I'll get some cash from Ibu to get a new pair of sneaker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On another note, I'll get to meet my girlfriends on either Friday or Saturday. I am really looking forward. Oh please dont turn it upside down. I want/must/need to meet them cause I really want to share never ending stories with them, laugh with them like nobody business, take pictures with them like there's no tomorrow. Yeah basically, there's a lot of things to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Err a note for Ah Boy, Happy Birthday. Dont worry ya you'll receive a birthday gift from me. But wait long long eh. Quick get a girlf, dude. Have fun on your birthday. Meet you soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-6925702518805171083?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/6925702518805171083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=6925702518805171083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6925702518805171083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6925702518805171083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/03/7th-heaven.html' title='7TH HEAVEN'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R9UlStEwojI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/69uLhNRHw_0/s72-c/DSC00294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-6858617735696734621</id><published>2008-03-09T00:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T01:43:32.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PATIENCE IS VIRTUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ah Boy asked me out today. So, I agreed to hang out. He was late to fetch me cause he had to accompany his friend to workshop. We wore the same colour clothes. What a coincidence! We had no idea of heading to. Since he was starving, we then made a move to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt;. When we reached there, he was being so fickle minded &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jauh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;situ&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Malas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jalan&lt;/span&gt;. I was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;arrghh&lt;/span&gt; telling myself to be patience. I suggested to have our super late lunch at McDonald and he agreed with my suggestion. If not, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kene&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;membebel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dgn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt;. After eating, we headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt; Street as he had promised his manager to get her earrings. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Lps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;nie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;tkde&lt;/span&gt; mood. Seriously. He kept asking me where to go. Then if I said this place, he would ask "for what? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ade&lt;/span&gt; ape?" I was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;arrgh&lt;/span&gt; better &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; ask me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;. When we just reached at Marina Square, he received missed call. He returned that missed call and his friend asked him where, with who, for what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; etc. I was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;alaamak&lt;/span&gt; if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ade&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;temu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;janji&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;dgn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;kwn&lt;/span&gt;2, better &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; ask me out or what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. It's so pathetic you know. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know why I was angry with him. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! He sent me home. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; talk too much. Thank you for making my day upside down. I think you know that. I forgive you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I reached home, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;membebel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;dgn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;mak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;ku&lt;/span&gt;. Victim of the day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Tk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;bersalah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;kene&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Ibu&lt;/span&gt;. I asked her to get ready to have a dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Mamak&lt;/span&gt; Shop. All the way tau throughout the journey, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;ku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;asyik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;membebel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;siaaaa&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;Dier&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;minum&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;ku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;tgk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;aje&lt;/span&gt;. No mood &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;kate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;. Lost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;appetite&lt;/span&gt;. But, I paid the bill. Ibu kate s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;yaitan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;masuk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;badan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;ku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;agaknye&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;Mengucap&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;bnyk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;bnyk&lt;/span&gt;. Amin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday Haney! At last you're legal, unlike me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. Have fun with Eddy and your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;girlfs&lt;/span&gt;. May your wishes come true. All the best in everything you do. May you and Eddy will last long forever. Hopefully, we'll meet up soon. A lot of things to say, share and do. Argh! I miss you, babe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-6858617735696734621?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/6858617735696734621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=6858617735696734621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6858617735696734621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6858617735696734621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/03/patience-is-virtue.html' title='PATIENCE IS VIRTUE'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-3496851842009954642</id><published>2008-03-06T16:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T17:23:52.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Never See you Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174556515899126994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R8-3vDhZtNI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Jcc043i5cHc/s320/P1040311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ive already watched The Leap Years. Two thumbs up! The storyline is awesome. Those words. Those phrases. "Its better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all." Arrgh I was thinking about him throughout the movie. I dont have any courage to say or speak up something. All I do is to keep the feelings and eventually makes myself suffered. Serious. Ive done my part. By smsing him. By calling his cellphone. By trying my best to meet up. But there's nothing happen. More excuses given. What else I should do? I know I should give up. I should forget him. I should learn to let him go. At least if I told him how I feel, it would make me feel better. Hopefully, I would open my heart again and learn to love someone else who deserved it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss my friends very much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-3496851842009954642?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/3496851842009954642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=3496851842009954642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3496851842009954642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3496851842009954642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/03/like-never-see-you-again.html' title='Like Never See you Again'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R8-3vDhZtNI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Jcc043i5cHc/s72-c/P1040311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-828612592856840967</id><published>2008-03-01T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:13:59.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29TH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, it's 29th Feb. It'll appear every four years. For me, 29th is totally &lt;strong&gt;F U N&lt;/strong&gt;. Seriously. I was chatting with ah boy. Its just a random conversation between us. Both of us were bored and nothing to do at home. So, I asked him out. Oh what?! Yes, I asked him out and he's being too kind to fetch me. How sweet of him! As usual I am late laah. Biasa da lambat kene horn. Irritating. We headed to town to meet his friends. I took that opportunity to meet my cousin since she wants her novel back. Orang tgh dating, nie ah boy nak kacau. Kate kwn suroh meet. Hakdissh! First, we met his friends at Plaza Singapura. Lucikly, it's easy to get along with his friends. Kate ku friendly mah. LOL! His friends shared their interesting stories especially secondary school. How shit I missed my secondary mates. We camwhored and teased ah boy being too hot stuff. Then, me&amp;amp;ah boy and Katak&amp;amp;a date met my cousin. My cousin was shocked. Haha! We went seperated ways since Katak had to send his date home. Ah boy&amp;amp;I had no idea of heading to. I hate him when he speed up. Alamaak ah boy. Since mamak shop is full house, we had our supper at MacD. I treated him MacSpicy meal, in return. We waited his friend to come and sent me home. Ah boy, thankyou for your wonderful vrooom vrooom. I really had a lot of fun especially you said this to me. Very funny ar you. *Grins* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-828612592856840967?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/828612592856840967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=828612592856840967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/828612592856840967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/828612592856840967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/03/29th.html' title='29TH'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-5756188581131772273</id><published>2008-02-27T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:21:49.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come And Go. Oh No!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Arrrrgggghhhhh!!! Oh well yesterday, I was sleepless for almost 14 hours. Isnt tt great? That moment, I was having body ache, but I just bear the pain. Only god knows how I feel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R8Vhkc8CxFI/AAAAAAAAAks/vH5DpADqhRo/s1600-h/P1011373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171647025976099922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R8Vhkc8CxFI/AAAAAAAAAks/vH5DpADqhRo/s320/P1011373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Monday, I had fun time with my gerek friends included Nad and Fikah. As usual I am late to meet them. The girls wanted to take their Nitec certificate. When we reached school, first I want to see Mat Qader. Long time not meet. As usual the same old us Mat&amp;amp;Minah never ending stories. Haha. We thought of having lunch at canteen. Plan changed and had lunch at LJS. Afterwhich, we were so hopeless children and missed few trains cause we had no idea of heading to. We've got to bump into Wan Faris, Haidir and a friend. Mcm Ila happy pe dpt tgk? Haha lol! Since the train towards to Marina Bay arrived, we boarded and alighted off at Orchard. We window shopped, played pool and arcade. Ive won a few tickets. I was so happy as if I am still a 10 year old kid. Nad and Wan Faris left. We took a bus and slacked at Esplanade. Played Uno Card and camwhored. We walked all the way to Arab Street. It's so tired of walking. Lose the fat. Yarh right we had our dinner before heading home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R8Vhk88CxGI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ilrHs5EFAqo/s1600-h/P1040412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171647034566034530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R8Vhk88CxGI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ilrHs5EFAqo/s320/P1040412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Like quote say A Picture Is Worth One Thousand Words. I miss my bestfriend a lot. Its been such a long time since we met each other. Telling secrets, jokes, riddles, laugh loud like nobody cares etc. No one knows how I feel. Even her. Only god knows it. I am just praying that our friendship will keep going strong forever. I dont wish to lose a beautiful bestfriend like her. She's just another part of my life. And three words &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ILOVEYOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-5756188581131772273?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/5756188581131772273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=5756188581131772273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5756188581131772273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5756188581131772273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/02/come-and-go-oh-no.html' title='Come And Go. Oh No!'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R8Vhkc8CxFI/AAAAAAAAAks/vH5DpADqhRo/s72-c/P1011373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7710960592461844386</id><published>2008-02-20T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T02:59:40.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168766391410672706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R7slpc8CxEI/AAAAAAAAAkk/BVhr8tzTaPw/s320/P1040302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh my god! I didnt expected today that I would bump into my ex boyfriend Ogggg. Never thought of it. I was stunned and speechless. I dont know how to react or what should I do. Should say hello to him or ask him how is he etc. Seriously. At that moments, my heart sank. My jaw dropped and my eyes bulged. I felt like going home without getting my things done. My mind was swirl of something else. I was just thinking why it must be today. Why not the next day, the following days or weeks or months? Aiyah!&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, we (Me&amp;amp;Ogggg) had a nice time chatting and catching up on each others' personal lives. He was surprised whereas I was relieved. I thought of telling him, but I couldnt tell him over the phone. He was trying his best to make me jealous over those girls that he got to know recently. I dont feel any feelings of jealousy. No matter what happens, God decides everything. Good, bad, fair, unfair. As a human, we have to accept the fate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7710960592461844386?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7710960592461844386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7710960592461844386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7710960592461844386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7710960592461844386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/02/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R7slpc8CxEI/AAAAAAAAAkk/BVhr8tzTaPw/s72-c/P1040302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-6073780889553960404</id><published>2008-02-12T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T20:51:23.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REWIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166075272277181442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R7GWFs8CxAI/AAAAAAAAAkE/LTK6EFVwERw/s320/DSC00350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey baby hey baby!!! Like finally, I touched the keyboard and mouse. Haha kental siaaa. Errr I have a lot of things to share. But I dont know how to begin the story. I guess I should rewind the stories from CNY. Okay Abg Sani &amp;amp; Kak Maz had open house for two superheroes, Abg &amp;amp; Adek birthday celebration. I missed the cake session. I was late due to valid reason. I didnt get a chance to meet Kak Naddy &amp;amp; Kak Sarah and her boyf. Abg Sani decided to play bingo. Standard first game I'VE WON. I cant denied I am too good. Chey! However, Abg Iwan told us if anyone won the game for three games, you will reward a 10 dollars. Alaah mcm hangpoa! Obviously not me lah, it's my 2nd sis in law's brother won. Congrats! But in second round, it's Abg Sani offered a few things from 3M and then 20 dollars who can win for three games. Still not me, but Abg Iwan's girlfriend, Kak Efe. Congrats! Chey sorry AKU KENTAL BAB AKU KALAH! Before heading home, the superheroes wanted to sleepover at our home till weekends. Aiyaaaah seebook aje nie budak-budak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When was the last time I headed down to town with friends? Errr I cant remembered. I really miss my bestfriend, my girlfriends, my cousin and lastly my gerek friends. Its been such a long time since I met them. Each of us are getting busy with our own stuffs. We dont have any quality time to spend together. Maybe it's not the time to meet each other. Sigh! Hopefully, we'll meet as soon as possible okay friends? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the lighter notes, I cant wait to hit a jackpot soon. Yeaaah retail therapy session. Get my things done, then get other unesscesary things. Pray hard I'll be happy and satisfied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-6073780889553960404?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/6073780889553960404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=6073780889553960404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6073780889553960404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6073780889553960404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/02/rewind.html' title='REWIND'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R7GWFs8CxAI/AAAAAAAAAkE/LTK6EFVwERw/s72-c/DSC00350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-6831407162837558456</id><published>2008-02-06T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T22:26:16.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM SO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163873042324035714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R6nDLDDwmII/AAAAAAAAAj8/Bc0qE4bDlWw/s320/DSC00297.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Arrrrghh!! Now, I am so weak and my muscles ache throughout my entire body. As first I dont get enough sleep yesterday night. Due to a friend of mine called my cellphone when I was about to sleep and had to entertain him for few mintues. Second, I had to wake up early as I promised my mum to accompany her today. Third, I havent bought any birthday present for my superhero kiddos, Abg Sani and Aan. Lastly, I want to go shopping babyyyy!! Oh shiity I need cash badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Monday, I was looking forward to meeting my beloved girlfriends. Unfortunately, it didnt turn out good as what Ive planned. I was quite dissapointed and upset. Two girlfriend of mine Rika and Zurin couldnt make cause they had something held up. So, Khairiah and I headed to Marina Square to catch a movie. 27 dresses is awesome movie. It's worth tradaaaaa. We were just slacked around at Starbucks and windowshopped. Girlfriends, lets go out together. I really miss you girls so much! &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/20119837-6831407162837558456?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/6831407162837558456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=6831407162837558456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6831407162837558456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6831407162837558456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-so.html' title='I AM SO'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R6nDLDDwmII/AAAAAAAAAj8/Bc0qE4bDlWw/s72-c/DSC00297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-8232566340960009638</id><published>2008-02-02T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T01:43:38.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO FEBRUARY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162065114495490162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R6NW3zDwmHI/AAAAAAAAAj0/4MM8deqIbRM/s320/S5006060.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Yo yo yo!! Evil laugh. Hey, it's already second day of Feb. Oh God! Times really flies so fast. I dont know what Ive done on the month of Jan. Maybe Ive been doing too much such as slacking at home, watching drama(s), drinking too much hot drinks etc. Lame! I was unexpected and wondered. Guys are coming back to me. Chey lol! And I say GOODBYE! Cause I cant be bothered or Just make use of them. Hehe whatever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, I met my gerek friends. Like finally! However, it's just me, Fie, Nurul, Irfa and her brother. No Nisa. No Ila. It's so uncomplete. I really miss Nisa a lot! We had our late lunch at KFC. Then, we just slacked Starbuck Civic. Since I bought UNO cards along, we played few games. Ive won baby! I love seeing Irfa stressed herself whenever we played STRESS game. Hehe! Fie arrived and we left the place in few minutes later since Irfa's brother had to meet his friend. We walked around at Causeway Point. I thought of getting either pants or slipper, but it seemed nothing that really caught my eyes. Aiyaaah! Fie suggested to have a dinner at Banquet. So, we really had a lot things to say. Naaah it's just random. And it's time to say goodbye. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There's a lot of activities on this month. Meeting my girlfriends. Meeting my ex classmates at Graduation Ceremony. School Result. Happy Valentines Day. Happy Chinese Year. Happy Birthday to my two Superheros and Aan. Wooow!!! I am looking forward. Seriously. Ive been busy with my own stuffs. Like really durrrh! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AND I MISS MY BABY DARLING SIAAAAAA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/20119837-8232566340960009638?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/8232566340960009638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=8232566340960009638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8232566340960009638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8232566340960009638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-february.html' title='HELLO FEBRUARY'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R6NW3zDwmHI/AAAAAAAAAj0/4MM8deqIbRM/s72-c/S5006060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-3988121582709239081</id><published>2008-01-26T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T16:44:27.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Give Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159700305502312546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R5rwFzDwmGI/AAAAAAAAAjs/X9DlZdw34YQ/s320/DSC00031.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ive just applied on my ITE Higher Nitec courses. It was difficult to make choice. After asking my opinion from others, Ive made up on my mind. Especially, Wan Daddy really motivated me. His words gave me encouragement! Hopefully, I'll get into Accounts course as I really interested to pursue on my studies. Even though I dont have any basic knowledge of POA, I am willing to work hard and strive it. Pray hard to God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know I am late to wish good lucks to all the O's students. Congrats to those who pass their results with flying colours. If those who cant make it, ITE is not the end. It's just need time to adjust and adapt with the new environments. If you really put in an effort on it, you'll be successful like others. TRUST ME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My body ached. I am too exhausted. I dont know how long it could lasts. It's fun to click with them. As long as I patient with the tasks, I can do it. Never Say No! Haha mcm kenal tu phrase. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, I am really missing my girlfriends very terribly. Sob sob sob! Ive a lot of things to tell them. It's been almost a month since we gathered during our picnic session. No matter how busy we are in our daily lifes, our friendships still remain strong. ILOVEYOUGIRLFRIENDS!&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/20119837-3988121582709239081?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/3988121582709239081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=3988121582709239081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3988121582709239081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3988121582709239081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/never-give-up.html' title='Never Give Up'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R5rwFzDwmGI/AAAAAAAAAjs/X9DlZdw34YQ/s72-c/DSC00031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-8831629291302798634</id><published>2008-01-23T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T14:59:53.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill Out Part IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158562164938676306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R5bk9TDwmFI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ptBMiKuHqKs/s320/P1040412.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yaaaaaaaaw! Yesterday I had a wonderful date with my TemanRapatKu. She invited me to come over her crib cause she wants to be the chef for the day lah beb! Just for me okay. Isnt she so sweet? &lt;em&gt;Hahaha jgn kembang lah kau. &lt;/em&gt;It was a wrong timing to come as she was busy chatting on MSN with her friends. &lt;em&gt;Sorry lah aku kacau kau eh.&lt;/em&gt; Haha! We both slacked at her room. Since I brought PSP along, we watched movie Game Plan. We really laughed our ass out. Then, we ate our late lunch. &lt;em&gt;Boleh tahan eh kau masak. Ade potential housewife okay.&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHA! Beside that, we had a desert ice cream with cookies. &lt;em&gt;Mcm restaurant sey. Ade meal, then ade desert. Chey mcm paham siak! &lt;/em&gt;When I was returning her stuff back, there's a surprise gift inside the bag. As in return lah katekan lah. She was shocked and I just gave my big smile. Hey babe I hope you'll like it even though it's small gift from me. I dont know what to give you lah darl. Abeh kau pun sweet sebab kau kasi tu bende for the last mintue. Aku suke tau! Back to story, we had our random stuffs. Opportunity comes once. Grab it or lose it. Think and decide wisely. Out of the blue, he appeared on my cellphone. What a big suprise! Just wait and see ape lah akan jadi eh. &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/20119837-8831629291302798634?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/8831629291302798634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=8831629291302798634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8831629291302798634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8831629291302798634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/chill-out-part-iv.html' title='Chill Out Part IV'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R5bk9TDwmFI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ptBMiKuHqKs/s72-c/P1040412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-831076440379169805</id><published>2008-01-21T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T17:27:38.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill Out Part III</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157843894997711954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R5RXsfBBfFI/AAAAAAAAAjM/aJUYh5IBhEg/s320/DSC00098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Like finally yesterday, I met my missed cousin Noi. Yeah that's her! Isnt she sweet? &lt;em&gt;Alaah jgn kembang eh kau. Hahaha evil laugh!&lt;/em&gt; I thought I was late to meet her cause I was at my friend's crib. Unfortunately, she was really damn late cause she was caught in traffic jam. So, I had to wait her for almost two hours. &lt;em&gt;Boleh cuci mata siak aku. Terpikat kat nie orang tau. Quite good looking. Hehe.&lt;/em&gt; I walked alone at Cineleisure. I sat and hog on the phone with my lovely bestfriend. &lt;em&gt;Terima kasih ya kerane kau nak layankan aku nye fantasi.&lt;/em&gt; Finally, she arrived. We had our dinner at LJS since I was tempting Combo 1 for quite some time. &lt;em&gt;Macam aku mengandung lak. Da shhh!&lt;/em&gt; Then, she bought famous amos cookies and had our conversation session at coffee shop Youth Park. The unexpected story, the loved story etc. Thanks cousin for hearing my mini problem and now you know why I cant forget him. ILOVEYOU COUSIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-831076440379169805?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/831076440379169805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=831076440379169805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/831076440379169805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/831076440379169805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/chill-out-part-iii.html' title='Chill Out Part III'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R5RXsfBBfFI/AAAAAAAAAjM/aJUYh5IBhEg/s72-c/DSC00098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7052736528145972873</id><published>2008-01-18T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T19:54:09.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh UntukMu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156780246346857538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R5CQT_BBfEI/AAAAAAAAAjE/K4mBKQb4uBM/s320/%C2%AE15JULY06%C2%AE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Setiap malam ku cuba untuk memejamkan mataku, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wajahmu sering terbayang-bayang di mataku.&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa ku sedari&lt;br /&gt;Airmata berlinangan di pipi ku,&lt;br /&gt;Tidak mudah untuk ku melupakan kenangan silamku dan diri mu,&lt;br /&gt;Di manakah janji-janji manis mu sewaktu kita bersama dahulu,&lt;br /&gt;Kesetiaan, pengorbanan dan kasih sayang ku hanyalah buat mu,&lt;br /&gt;Dan kini itu semua hanya tinggal memori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tanpa ku sedari &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ku sudah kehilangan seorang teman yang paling disayangi,&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun sukar untuk menerima kenyataan,&lt;br /&gt;Ku tetap melalui kehidupan seperti biasa tanpa mu disisi.&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa ku sedari&lt;br /&gt;Cinta &amp;amp; perasaan ku terhadap mu tiada akhirnya,&lt;br /&gt;Hatiku masih lagi terbuka buatmu,&lt;br /&gt;Kerana &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KU MASIH MENCINTAIMU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7052736528145972873?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7052736528145972873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7052736528145972873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7052736528145972873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7052736528145972873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-untukmu.html' title='Oh UntukMu'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R5CQT_BBfEI/AAAAAAAAAjE/K4mBKQb4uBM/s72-c/%C2%AE15JULY06%C2%AE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-1482369679763060185</id><published>2008-01-17T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T19:49:25.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O H  M A N</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156391534626700338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R48ux_BBfDI/AAAAAAAAAi8/7MmKSOWCiFE/s320/002+-+rika%26fana+.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday in the middle of night, my tears rolled down on my cheek. Maybe I've been keeping my feelings for too long. Maybe I cant figuring out what I am supposed to do. Seriously, I dont know what to do. So, I did let it out my feelings to a girlfriend of mine Rika. I told her that I am really weak. I am really tired. As if I've already give up. Supposedly, I should meet her today. However, I didnt want to leave my dad alone at home. Maybe I am giving excuses. Maybe it's not right time to tell you girls how I am doing etc. I just need a break. I just need time to be alone by myself. At least, I feels so relieved after telling her those little things. I felt much much better even though it's still killings me. Anyway, thanks babe for listening my little problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-1482369679763060185?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/1482369679763060185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=1482369679763060185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1482369679763060185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1482369679763060185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/o-h-m-n.html' title='O H  M A N'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R48ux_BBfDI/AAAAAAAAAi8/7MmKSOWCiFE/s72-c/002+-+rika%26fana+.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-711895980882433465</id><published>2008-01-16T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:19:24.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Out My Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R44Cx_BBfCI/AAAAAAAAAi0/mya016eRGM0/s1600-h/P1040286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156061681138367522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R44Cx_BBfCI/AAAAAAAAAi0/mya016eRGM0/s320/P1040286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am still confused. I am still wondering. I am still asking myself that question. I dont know why I have this sort of feelings. Oh boy! Why cant things to be normal? I am sick and tired thinking of you. My heart is still beating for you. No one can replace you in my heart. I've tried to love someone else, but I couldnt. I failed. It's been a year plus to forget you. However, the past is still haunting me especially those sweet memories. I am not strong. I am weak. You've already moved on, but here I am still stuck to wait for you. I feel I am such a big fat loser! I know God is testing me. God, please give me a strength and a lot of patience. And if one day we're meant to be together, we will. But if not, I accept the fate. Lets put you aside. Now, let the fate decide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-711895980882433465?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/711895980882433465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=711895980882433465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/711895980882433465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/711895980882433465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/let-it-out-my-feelings.html' title='Let It Out My Feelings'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R44Cx_BBfCI/AAAAAAAAAi0/mya016eRGM0/s72-c/P1040286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-910752823609174989</id><published>2008-01-15T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:19:26.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They Are My Superheros</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155705984831814642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R4y_RvBBe_I/AAAAAAAAAic/E3TeAvv8Wxw/s320/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155705989126781954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R4y_R_BBfAI/AAAAAAAAAik/i6r0Y4eRk7s/s320/DSC00159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155705993421749266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R4y_SPBBfBI/AAAAAAAAAis/p5mtmb9oy9I/s320/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am missing this two kiddos, I mean my nephews. Since they both started schooling, they seldom come over to visit us. I miss their silly jokes, their story telling, never ending watching superheros such as PowerRanger, SPD, Bed Ten etc.&lt;em&gt; Mcm nie example,&lt;/em&gt; a&lt;em&gt;ku tak tahu pasal Bed Ten, dorang ajar and ajak ku suroh join skali sampai tgk kat Cartoon Network. Kecoh nya!&lt;/em&gt; HAHA! However, they are the one who can make me smiling the whole day whenever I am feeling down. Like today, Bro Ogy called the kiddos. Abang picked up the phone and talked. And blablablabla till he said to me this, " Aunty Nana, kepala otak kau! " I was so mad, but it's okay. &lt;em&gt;Banyak sangat tengok cite Pendekar Bujak Lapok sampai terikot-ikot. &lt;/em&gt;Whatever it is, &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE THEM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-910752823609174989?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/910752823609174989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=910752823609174989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/910752823609174989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/910752823609174989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/they-are-my-superheros.html' title='They Are My Superheros'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R4y_RvBBe_I/AAAAAAAAAic/E3TeAvv8Wxw/s72-c/DSC00091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-8238621171326377332</id><published>2008-01-14T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:04:23.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Kid On The Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155332301202226146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R4trafBBe-I/AAAAAAAAAiU/4DYb6ar_28I/s320/S5006047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, I was really worn out and exhausted. I had to stay out for more than 10 hours. I didnt expected that it would turn out that worst. Not really worst, but I just accepted the way they wants to. I dont think it will be last long for me. &lt;em&gt;Pray hard baby for the best!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was thinking and figuring out. When was the last time I was really fallen in love with someone? &lt;em&gt;Alamak rindu pe tkde boyfriend? Kecoh siak!&lt;/em&gt; I cant denied that I really do miss having someone whom always care, concern, love. &lt;em&gt;Aku admit sey&lt;/em&gt;. Sometimes, I feel like smsing my ex boyf cause &lt;strong&gt;aku masih mencintai mu!&lt;/strong&gt; But still, there's always something stopping me from doing it. My heart keeps saying not to waste five cent cause it's really not worth it. &lt;em&gt;Nanti aku yang sakit hati walaupun aku bahasa kn dier joke dgn dier&lt;/em&gt;. Oh man, it's really killings me. Only god knows it. As long as I think positive, strong and patient, I'll be happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-8238621171326377332?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/8238621171326377332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=8238621171326377332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8238621171326377332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8238621171326377332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-kid-on-block.html' title='New Kid On The Block'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R4trafBBe-I/AAAAAAAAAiU/4DYb6ar_28I/s72-c/S5006047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-325852420077108482</id><published>2008-01-13T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:13:26.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole New Ball Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh yarh I have a new hobby. Guess what? Now, I am learning how to cook ala Melayu style. Since I was bored doing nothing at home, at least I am willing to learn something anew. As I dont want my future husband and in laws to laugh at me cause I DONT KNOW HOW TO COOK! &lt;em&gt;Fikir jauh nampak aku, PUKE!&lt;/em&gt; Actually, I myself dont want to regret it. I dont want to be forever lazy bum for not knowing anything on household chore. &lt;em&gt;Aku mengaku aku nie pemalas buat keje sikit je da give up.&lt;/em&gt; LOL! At least, I am helping out my mum in the kitchen. Like today, I was tempting to eat fried vegetables. So, I decided to cook Fried Cabbage with help of my mum's instuctions. It's turned to be nice okay. &lt;em&gt;Jangan suruh aku masak. Masih belajar memasak. AKU BUDAK MASIH MENTAH beb!&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-325852420077108482?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/325852420077108482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=325852420077108482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/325852420077108482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/325852420077108482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/whole-new-ball-game.html' title='Whole New Ball Game'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-6742823122658229768</id><published>2008-01-12T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T22:33:40.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Of Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think I've lost my mind or my brain is not working. That night, I was on the phone with my best friend and I popped out this question. Please dont laugh at me okay! &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;" Na, I want to be Psychologist as my career job. So how is it? "&lt;/span&gt; She laughed her ass out. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Kurang ajar nye budak. Bukan nak sokong ke ape, nie ketawakan lah.&lt;/span&gt; I dont know why I was talking about that. Maybe I've been advising too much on my friends. MENDAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, since i was rotting at home today, my best friend decided to come over my house and meet me. I think she miss me so much. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Alaah sweet kan dier. Lain kali, bawa buah tangan ke khas untuk aku. &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA! We talked on personal, random stuffs etc. Once again, she had to entertain my nonsense. Now, it is regarding on MARRIAGE. I told her this, " Na, if i were get married at this age, I want my future husband comes from Brunei. As he is so rich and have a lot of treasures. It's easy to get promote as Datin, Dr, YB etc. Maybe I'll be call as Datin Nur Farhana. My family dont have to go work and earn fcuking a lot of money. They could stay at home, watch movie, sleep, go holiday, have a private je etc. " &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Hahaha perasan siak aku!&lt;/span&gt; It's just random when I was really bored. Back to story, we had our dinner and watched a malay romantic movie. At 8, she left my house and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.Y.I; I'll not be updating much on blog, friendster, myspace etc. My brother put a password, so I cant access the computer again. Furthermore, I'll be busy on my stuff for few months. Please miss me okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-6742823122658229768?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/6742823122658229768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=6742823122658229768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6742823122658229768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6742823122658229768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/out-of-mind.html' title='Out Of Mind'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-5730180667696173722</id><published>2008-01-12T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:12:39.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill Out Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I met the Gerek Partners (include Wan, Amar &amp;amp; Firdaus) at Marina Bay. As usual, I am always the late comers! &lt;em&gt;Muke aku kan mane nak datang cepat.&lt;/em&gt; I cant always on time unless it's really urgent such as exam. LOL! When we reached at Superbowl, we found out every shop closed down. &lt;em&gt;Tkde business pe, tk laku pe?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Alamak baru nak semangat nak main, sekali mendak!&lt;/em&gt; It's the cheapest bowling fare among others. TAK BEDEK! On the other hand, I was so mad over my ez-link. I dont know that it's been cut down the fare as adult fare even though I am still using that fcuking student card. It's so unfair. &lt;em&gt;Aku nak start skola balik, it's cheap tau. Bodoh nye adult fare!&lt;/em&gt; Ten dollars gone for topping up on my stupid student ez-link. Then, we had no idea exactly what we were heading to. Since our plan ruined, we decided to watch One Missed Call at Plaza Singapura. For me, it's satisfactory, not bad and not too good. After watching movie, we walked all the way to Takashimaya. We chilled there for an hour before we separated our way home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I dont know whether I am going to Temasek Polytechnic Open House. I sense there's something gonna bothering me or bad thing gonna attacking me. LOL! On the other hand, I am totally broke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OH BOY, IM SO CONFUSED!&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/20119837-5730180667696173722?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/5730180667696173722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=5730180667696173722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5730180667696173722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5730180667696173722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/chill-out-part-ii.html' title='Chill Out Part II'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-6241477547898845333</id><published>2008-01-10T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T01:08:47.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill Out Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;" ................ I hope we could start afresh! " - A Mysteries Guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, I met this little sweet girl Firah. She's really grown up, I mean that she's really growing taller and much prettier. Its been ages since we both met up, like finally. The last time was last two year ('06) when I was really close with Machy and the gang. LOL! We had no idea exactly what we were heading to. Both of us hate of going to Orchard and Bugis. So, we boarded the train and alighted off at Harbour Front, Vivo City. Yes, we went there to have window shopping, chilling as well as catching up session at the same time. As time goes by, there's nothing we could do over there. We left the place and headed back to my hometown area, Tampines. We chilled at Coffee Bean for a while before heading home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-6241477547898845333?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/6241477547898845333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=6241477547898845333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6241477547898845333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6241477547898845333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/chill-out-part-i.html' title='Chill Out Part I'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-1984911358588847963</id><published>2008-01-07T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T01:11:14.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAVE A BALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last week, the outing with my girlfriends went smoothly as we had planned. We (include boys) really had great time and a lot of fun among us. We pitched the tent, played the music, bought the $6 kite and played till stucked at the tree, had too much of eating fondue and gassy drink, our non stop favourite game BINGO. I am always the winner as usual. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last two days, this guy from the course I attended wants to get to know me better, but I turned him down. The main reason I AM NOT READY. Then, i received an unexpected call from him. (Muke aku terkejut monyet) It's so surprising. It's been such long long time we last contacted. We had short conversation over the phone cause he had to meet his friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, I was so unexpected that I could hang out with him. GRINS! He fetched me under my block. We headed to Orchard cause he had received pay check for the last two days. &lt;em&gt;Shopping mah!&lt;/em&gt; This guy is so fickle minded and choosy over size. &lt;em&gt;Ayo Ayo Technology betul lah nie org!&lt;/em&gt; We browsed from Wisma Astria to Pacific Plaza to The Hereen. &lt;em&gt;Penat siak layan kerenah dier tau, sabar aje!&lt;/em&gt; At last, he bought himself 2 pair of T-shirt at Fourskin. We had Old Chang Kee and Apek drink session while waiting his cousin arrived. Then, we met his cousin and girlfriend at Lucky Plaza to play pool. I cant denied he's such A BIG LOSER! We went separated from them as he wants to his friend at Bugis. So, we had to wait for an hour to finish working. We made a move and fetched his friend's girlf-friend at her workplace. They wanted to chill out, but I back out cause it's already night. He sent me off to home. Ah boy, thanks for everything especially VROOM VROOM VROOM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-1984911358588847963?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/1984911358588847963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=1984911358588847963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1984911358588847963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1984911358588847963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/have-ball.html' title='HAVE A BALL'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-5435847328235831542</id><published>2008-01-02T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T12:35:41.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150722942300158866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3sLOfBBe5I/AAAAAAAAAhs/nRAHQSdl5f4/s320/P1040450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150722950890093474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3sLO_BBe6I/AAAAAAAAAh0/leFQ8_8Xytk/s320/P1040451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150722955185060786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3sLPPBBe7I/AAAAAAAAAh8/AZNqPIg-YjA/s320/P1040452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This pictures were taken on 31st December 2007 at Fountain of Wealth. I didnt go Countdown 2008 cause the feelings of getting feathers in a bunch appeared out of sudden. I shed tears cause I was thinking of him too much. It's really killings me at that moment of time. OH MY! I believed this when something bad happens and nothing can be done to help it people say, 'Don't cry over spilt milk'. Last night, I didnt get to sleep well cause I was having tummy ache terribly. Now, I felt much much better when I forced myself to vomit. It's so gross man! Anyway, I cant wait to meet my girlfriends tomorrow. We will be having a picnic as we suggested on last week. Hopefully, the plan runs smoothly as we planned. I am running out of time as I am late to meet my gerek friends at Airport baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-5435847328235831542?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/5435847328235831542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=5435847328235831542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5435847328235831542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5435847328235831542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-man.html' title='OH MAN'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3sLOfBBe5I/AAAAAAAAAhs/nRAHQSdl5f4/s72-c/P1040450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-2532087215078530039</id><published>2007-12-31T12:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T14:04:46.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAYONARA 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149991578089126786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3hyDfBBe4I/AAAAAAAAAhg/gD_sxw9wCtY/s320/P1040297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Praise Be To God, I passed my examination with flying colour. It's much much better than the last semester. So unexpected to get that point. At least, my effort was really paid off cause I burn the midnight oil at very last minute. I am really make my parents proud of me. Unlike last year, I made my parents really disappointed with my N's level result. I cried and cried throughout the night. I feel so elated and satisfied with my result. Hopefully, I will get into any Business Higher Nitec at Bishan Central Collage so that I could go to Polytechnic! Pray hard baby! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This year 2007, it's so different like previous years. I had to go through the difficult times by my own. Yeah A-L-O-N-E! Create one problem, another problem. Friends do come and go, and I agree with that statement. Got into ITE Bishan and luckily i found gerek friends there. Drifted away from my girlfriends. I really missed them very terribly! Crush over this guy. (No knows it. I guess he's happy with her.) Still cant get over my exboyf though I dont have any feelings toward him anymore. No string attached for a year. (Aku achieved lah sey.) Family bonding. Whatever happened, it's already done and couldnt turn the time back. Look forward ahead of you. Let bygones be bygones. NEW YEAR NEW REVOLUTION! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now, what am I going to do is have a ripper throughout the night. I cant wait to celebrate birthday my gerek partner NurulYemen. Maybe I am heading to Countdown. Maybe I am not. Maybe run away from crowding people and place. Maybe rotting at home and watching TV. That's so pathetic. HAHA! Enjoy your last day for the end of year 2007!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-2532087215078530039?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/2532087215078530039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=2532087215078530039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2532087215078530039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2532087215078530039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/12/sayonara-2007.html' title='SAYONARA 2007'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3hyDfBBe4I/AAAAAAAAAhg/gD_sxw9wCtY/s72-c/P1040297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-1763860709820822036</id><published>2007-12-26T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:14:19.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A WALK TO REMEMBER POEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3I3SPBBe2I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/F6w1SWc4LoI/s1600-h/walk-to-remember-poster-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148238110445894498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3I3SPBBe2I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/F6w1SWc4LoI/s320/walk-to-remember-poster-0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is always patient and kind,&lt;br /&gt;It is never jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Love is never boastful or conceited.&lt;br /&gt;It is never rude or selfish&lt;br /&gt;It does not take offence,&lt;br /&gt;It is not resentful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-1763860709820822036?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/1763860709820822036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=1763860709820822036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1763860709820822036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1763860709820822036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/12/walk-to-remember-poem.html' title='A WALK TO REMEMBER POEM'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3I3SPBBe2I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/F6w1SWc4LoI/s72-c/walk-to-remember-poster-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-2887510454297243916</id><published>2007-12-25T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T13:41:27.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOWN MEMORY LANE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147776182418242194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3CTKfBBepI/AAAAAAAAAfo/s7ItxVecUjY/s320/P1040189.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147776186713209506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3CTKvBBeqI/AAAAAAAAAfw/6yB-43-yN-Q/s320/P1040198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147776191008176818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3CTK_BBerI/AAAAAAAAAf4/IK0wMveMQFk/s320/P1040202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147776199598111426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3CTLfBBesI/AAAAAAAAAgA/F_gNbdNqPAA/s320/P1040203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147777810210847442" style="DISPLAY: block; 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CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3CUqPBBewI/AAAAAAAAAgg/1VjCRil2SKg/s320/P1040269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3CWufBBeyI/AAAAAAAAAgw/LyBK1N6yh8I/s1600-h/P1040307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147780099428416290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3CWufBBeyI/AAAAAAAAAgw/LyBK1N6yh8I/s320/P1040307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147780992781613906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3CXifBBe1I/AAAAAAAAAhI/1yyT4yeyPsk/s320/P1040315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147780108018350914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3CWu_BBe0I/AAAAAAAAAhA/lqKp5OySYcA/s320/P1040320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-2887510454297243916?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/2887510454297243916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=2887510454297243916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2887510454297243916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2887510454297243916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/12/down-memory-lane.html' title='DOWN MEMORY LANE'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R3CTKfBBepI/AAAAAAAAAfo/s7ItxVecUjY/s72-c/P1040189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-3826754089037231103</id><published>2007-12-24T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T16:06:16.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEVENTH HEAVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R29WufBBeiI/AAAAAAAAAew/BTA4tQ7UObM/s1600-h/P1040311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147428255707527714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R29WufBBeiI/AAAAAAAAAew/BTA4tQ7UObM/s320/P1040311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY SINGLE FOR A YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is date awaits in my mind. I kept saying to my friends " AKU TK SABAR ON 24TH! 24TH BEB! " They'll look at me with weird expression, as if i would leave them forever. -_- This date make me how hard I've been through ups and downs after breaking up someone special whom you thought he'd be cared, loved, being there for you forever. PROMISE is such a big word. I never expected! This is a big achievement for me haha! &lt;strong&gt;Without a string attached for a year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (and i achieved it). &lt;/em&gt;My friends never fails to be there for me when i needed and make me laugh with their little silly jokes. I really appreciated it so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147445259483052658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R29mMPBBenI/AAAAAAAAAfY/nqXH_3PET9g/s320/P1040353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147446376174549634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R29nNPBBeoI/AAAAAAAAAfg/DVVFMPXUnoQ/s320/P1040411.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;From top : TemanRapatKu, Lyra &amp;amp; Myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;From bottom : Nasir, Din, Qader, Lyra, Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, like finally i met this birthday girl LyraDiyana. Its been quite sometimes since i met her, cause she was so hectic and excited on going off to vacation with her family. How envy I am! I was late as usual. We boarded the train. First, she wants to meet her girlf Firii at Leisure Mall, where she works at, as she wants to pass the cookies she made in 2 am in the morning. SEMANGAT ARGH LU BEB! When we're waiting for the bus 11, the weather changed. Raining like cats and dogs. What a bad day! After passing those cookies and received a present as in return, we headed to Suntec by bus to meet her another friend Aris. He knows me, and I dont know him. HAHA -_- While her friend was so busy entertaining his customer, we was hungry. It's already our dinner time, so we had at KFC! We went back to her friend's workplace, i cant be bothered to stand up for just few minutes. So i sat on the bench in between of a grandfather and a Filipino maid, and took out my favourite novel PS ILOVEYOU and i read till she came out from that shop. I love this part man! Why? Cause my mission accomplished at very last minutes. Serious! I told her I want to go Starbucks, out of sudden. When we reached, i couldnt see my friend. So i saw my friend outside the Starbucks with another two unknown friends. HEHE OINK! She was unexpected to see our friends Qader, Din &amp;amp; Nasir. We gave our present. The card was from Me&amp;amp;Family. The warm chocolate cake was from Qader &amp;amp; I. She didnt get sabo from me this year cause she knew the plan. OH MAN! Then, the guys was so tempting Factory Donuts, and the girls took pictures while waiting for them. As the time goes by, it's already almost 10pm, so we made a move from there. We thought of getting a taxi, but taxi is so choosy the passenger. We gave up and took train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R29fbPBBejI/AAAAAAAAAe4/5Tif2nIBek8/s1600-h/P1040414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147437820599695922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R29fbPBBejI/AAAAAAAAAe4/5Tif2nIBek8/s320/P1040414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY OH TEMANRAPATKU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hope you like the inexpensive present from me. It's really last min things to do. Luckily, my dad gave me a hand. If not, NO PRESENT FOR YOU! Sorry for not telling you Qader will be joining with us later. It's really last minutes to make a birthday surprise. Tell your mum, sorry for not sending you home early. Anyway, I REALLY ENJOYED WITH YOU. At least, I've got hugged and kissed from you darling! I've also has a three words to say,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R29kdfBBekI/AAAAAAAAAfA/kYtzad8Xn-Y/s1600-h/P1040411.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-3826754089037231103?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/3826754089037231103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=3826754089037231103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3826754089037231103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3826754089037231103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/12/seventh-heaven.html' title='SEVENTH HEAVEN'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/R29WufBBeiI/AAAAAAAAAew/BTA4tQ7UObM/s72-c/P1040311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-3460379459537381983</id><published>2007-12-23T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T23:42:31.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHORT ENTRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im running out of time cause im going to watch National Treasure with my parents, Bro Iwan, Sis Elfi, Bro Og, Aan and I at 1200am = 0000hours! It is our first time to watch movie together as a big family. Im sorry to my lovely ITE Cliques cause i dont want my parent thinks that friends are first proirity. For me, family is really important. Oh well, i really had a fun time hanging out you girls. We'll meet soon either on 31st Dec or 1st Jan to celebrate one and only forgein family member Nurulhuda Yemen. HAHAHA -_-! Btw, ive bought a new bag from Charles&amp;amp;Keith as belated birthday from Sis Elfi&amp;amp;Bro Iwan! Thanks i love it and appreciated so much! Before i end the entry, i've short message for my one and only bestfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v651/babylyra/?action=view&amp;amp;current=zz04.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v651/babylyra/zz04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/6xbJOx6lfi"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/6xbJOx6lfi" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy 17th Birthday, Oh TemanRapatKu! May God bless you with a great life ahead! May your dreams and wishes come true in future! Wish you all the best in everything you do! Hopefully, you'll pass your O's Level with flying colour and get into your course you wants! Lets forget those bad times we had! I really cant wait to meet you babe! I've got alot of stories to share with you baby darling cause &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I REALLY MISS YOU TERRIBLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-3460379459537381983?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/3460379459537381983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=3460379459537381983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3460379459537381983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3460379459537381983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/12/short-entry.html' title='SHORT ENTRY'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-5156866196271800321</id><published>2007-12-21T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T03:25:36.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R A N D O M</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I thought this year Hari Raya Haji would be mundane, but its proved me wrong. It's totally different cause my family celebrated at Majidee where most &lt;em&gt;(but all haha)&lt;/em&gt; of my mum's side lived there. I miss my auntie's cooking and non stop talking, or should i say either LASER or GOSSIPS! -_- Its been quite sometimes since i went there to visit my relatives. I guess it was last year when my grandfather passed away. Kiwak peh lama tuh. No transportation = No JB! &lt;em&gt;(mendak siak)&lt;/em&gt; Not all of my uncles, aunties and cousins were there, cause they dont know that we're coming down. Im not really looking forward to foods instead. However, my cousins has grown up. Even their appearances and lifestyles has changed. For an example,my cousin Jaza, a fourteen year old girl, rebond her hair and highlight her hair. Fuuyoh maju nampak sey, kalah aku hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When reached Singapore, i switched on my cellphone and received few messages. Kate tkde auto roaming kan, tu pasal aku tk leh sms. Save duit bill aku hehe oink. So we headed to my mum's uncles who lived at Boon Lay since we didnt get to go visit him and his children on Hari Raya Puasa this year. Unexpectedly, my chatty laser cousin would be there. She looks alike Sheik Haikal wife, s&lt;em&gt;ape ntah namanye aku lupe dok. &lt;/em&gt;Tepi tepi je, tknk compliment dier, nanti kembang. Btw she's really has a figure man, even though she has a four children! We sent Abg Sani and family home except his two kiddos FatBoy and TambyBoy die-die want to stay Tampines, but with a condition for a day only. &lt;em&gt;Sedap hati ku dgr satu hari je!! &lt;/em&gt;We fetched Abg Iwan's girlf and Bro Og tagged along to have our supper at Simpang Bedok. The food was yummy, but still prefer Kampong Seafood Chai Chee Restaurant! We headed to Mustafa Center, where all the banglas and mamaks never fails to buy toilteries, household suppliers etc over there. Their armpits are so stinky which you could still smell if you stand 10 feet away from them. &lt;em&gt;Tak cukup body shower dok siak agaknye.&lt;/em&gt; The boys went shopping for their stuffs, whereas i was too busy entertaining on the phone with MisterNS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On the other hand, the Zoo trip with MisterNS and Nisa was cancelled at the last mintue due to financial problems. -_- Luckily, Nisa ada back up plan either to hang out or shopping with my ite cliques! Kalau tak M-E-N-D-A-K! Wuhooooo dpt jumpe korang lagi siak, nanti semue org da busy next year sey. AKU TETAP NAK JUMPE BESTFRIEND AND ESPECIALLY GIRLFRIEND KU YG AMAT KU RINDUI!!!! IMISSYOUSOMUCH BABE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-5156866196271800321?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/5156866196271800321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=5156866196271800321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5156866196271800321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5156866196271800321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/12/r-n-d-o-m-s.html' title='R A N D O M'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-5076445191461512466</id><published>2007-12-16T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:30:55.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Things To Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey! I've alot of things to say here, but i'd like to make it short, simple yet sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Firstly, I've just graduated from ITE Bishan for one year Office course. The result will release on after 25th Dec onwards. Hopefully, I'll pass my exam with flying colours and pursue my studies to Higher Nitec on either Accounting, Administration or Management course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Secondly, I've already found a job. The offer quite good, yet im asking myself " Am I sure to accept this job? Am I happy with position and price? Will I put it on effort to make profit and successful? " Im really unsure to take up this job. Maybe I'll reject this job, and take another job which makes me happy. I just need time to think wisely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thirdly, I need to slove the problem as soon as possible before anything happens between me and a friend. I cant reveal here. It's too personnel for me. I cried terribly alone last night cause I'm afraid of losing you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fourthly, I want to meet my girlfriends Rika, Zurin and Khai. I miss outing with them, teasing each other, listening to silly jokes etc. I really miss them terribly. I'm sorry if I didnt have any quality time to spend with you girlfs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, I cant wait to celebrate on 24th. It's special day just for Me, Myself and I!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-5076445191461512466?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/5076445191461512466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=5076445191461512466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5076445191461512466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5076445191461512466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/12/5-things-to-say.html' title='5 Things To Say'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-9031835408368468315</id><published>2007-11-13T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T17:21:05.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I FEEL SO RAAAAWWWWR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh well i didnt come to school today cause i cant hold the pain anymore in the middle of the night. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nie lah padan muke aku kerana tipu Mr Koh, kate lah ku nie sakite sebab nak cabut PE nye pasal. lagi lagi ku semangat bwk ubat tapi da lame nye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; see my retribution is paid. hahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know why im still thinking of him. whenever i think, the feeling of love will sure come back. sigh! i really dont understand myself why i cant move on. no matter how hard i tried to win his heart, im so sure we wouldnt be back together. friends would say this umpteen times. JUST MOVE ON FANA! there's much better guys out there would like to know you more. you deserve it rather than wasting your time to think about him him him over and over again. he's just totally different from others guys. i know him well, and i even know the way he treated me so unfair. even though sometimes he driving me crazy, giving me headache with his shitty attitudes, i forgive him. i believed everyone makes mistake, so forgive and forget. there's no argument until something came which makes our loves fade away slowly. if i could turn the time back, i should be there for him to help, guide, everything he needs so that he would turn to a better person than before. however it is, i should thanked him because he made me realised something that dont take the life so granted. when you love something, dont let it go. &lt;strong&gt;and so far i know i was loved by him!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/20119837-9031835408368468315?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/9031835408368468315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=9031835408368468315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/9031835408368468315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/9031835408368468315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-my-oh-my.html' title='I FEEL SO RAAAAWWWWR!'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-4925648783035441632</id><published>2007-10-30T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T23:21:10.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Laugh With Me HAHAHAHAHA</title><content type='html'>this is ridiculous, cause i asked a friend of mine NurulYemen regarding what i should write out in this entry today. she told me why should bird fly? alamak this girl mcm nak kene flying kick siak. tanye soalan mcm tk musnasabah. obviously, every birds has wings to fly around as to search foods, disturb people away etc. i think she's sick in the brain. seriously. hahahahahahaha! now i am missing him. its been awhile since we last contacted. i gave him a call, but his cellphone switched off. "baby, i miss you CB!" i think i should find a temporary job to get some income. i dont want to keep asking money money money from my parents. my dad is no longer working, retired. my mum needs permits to work, as she's PR. isnt it troublesome? so how long should i depends on them? i dont know yet, cause im not really interested in working. seriously. whoever knows me well, for sure im relly lazybum worst than a pig i guess lah, such as to waste my time on sleeping, eating, slacking etc. im still pending whether to get a job or not. dont laugh at me fcuker! hahahahahaha *middle finger*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-4925648783035441632?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/4925648783035441632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=4925648783035441632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4925648783035441632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/4925648783035441632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/10/come-laugh-with-me-hahahahaha.html' title='Come Laugh With Me HAHAHAHAHA'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-2575226733670874054</id><published>2007-10-29T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:28:41.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; turning to Apologised by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Timbaland&lt;/span&gt; featuring One Republic. i wish i could turn the time back and continue the storyline with happy endings. i wish i could listen your umpteen reasons, but not to end it without thinking the consequences. i wish i could given you another opportunity to show me that youre worth than diamonds. i wish i could be reasonable and understandable that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;youre&lt;/span&gt; leading your situation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;difficulties&lt;/span&gt;. i wish i could open my heart and arms whenever you need me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wish i could be yours forever and ever in your life.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no matter what happens in my life, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; already failed to run my duty as a girlfriend. it came to realise that you're really meant for me. sometimes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; regret about the decision &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; made.i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; no hopes to get back together as a sweet couple, cause you should know the reasons. i should accept the fact and face the reality, rather than being an emotional girl. BIG GIRL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt; CRY! -_- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-2575226733670874054?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/2575226733670874054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=2575226733670874054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2575226733670874054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2575226733670874054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/10/failure-end.html' title='More Than Words'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-6678575013120683249</id><published>2007-10-17T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:24:42.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CER LA MAT HARY RAAA YAAA =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/RxYkkfHTHnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/5xbc8MLsP6s/s1600-h/P1040062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122321835426520690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/RxYkkfHTHnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/5xbc8MLsP6s/s320/P1040062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i know im outdated for few days to wish Selamat Hari Raya to all my friends and readers. ada ke org bace? wahahaha oiinkoiinkoiink!!! if i've hurt you, curse you, gossip about you, pinch you, and whatsoever, im really sorry. halalkan makan minum ya. dont forget to come over my house. korang datang bukan psl MINTAK MAAF, tetapi increase pocket MONEY. hahaha lol jkjkjk!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA!&lt;br /&gt;MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-6678575013120683249?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/6678575013120683249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=6678575013120683249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6678575013120683249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/6678575013120683249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/10/cer-la-mat-hary-raaa-yaaa.html' title='CER LA MAT HARY RAAA YAAA =]'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/RxYkkfHTHnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/5xbc8MLsP6s/s72-c/P1040062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-3764150605911823589</id><published>2007-10-11T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:04:47.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHERISHED, VALUED, USEFUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; still searching the strengths and weaknesses that i lacked of. the questions are hanging in there without any solutions solved. the feeling of hatred is the worst enemy in our life. sometimes the history will haunt back as nightmares. REWIND&amp;amp;REPLAY! i do believe no matter how hard we try, some good things never last. all we can think is letting go. we will learn the mistakes as learning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;experienced.&lt;/span&gt; as we know that we'll live in this world for a moment. it's our choice to choose whether to lead our life in good way or another way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAST unequal FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-3764150605911823589?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/3764150605911823589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=3764150605911823589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3764150605911823589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/3764150605911823589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/10/never.html' title='CHERISHED, VALUED, USEFUL'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7104980818926968457</id><published>2007-10-08T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T22:57:34.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOMENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after few weeks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WOAH&lt;/span&gt; like finally, i met my one and only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bestfriend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LyraDiyana&lt;/span&gt;! we missed each other so badly. even though we cant meet frequently like we used to, but luckily in this century we have high technology such as Messenger, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Smsing&lt;/span&gt;, Calling etc to communicate to someone we loved. so i met her and her close friend Man at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haig&lt;/span&gt; Road. since we cant find a place to break fast, we bought foods and drinks and sat in front of Hotel 81. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think pessimistic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;okey&lt;/span&gt;? we walked and browsed the things that sellers sold at each of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bazzar&lt;/span&gt; stalls. and until we were dehydrated of water and no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;energy&lt;/span&gt; to walk to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sation&lt;/span&gt;. we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;boarded&lt;/span&gt; the train to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; Station. then, i was so tempting to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LongJohnSilver&lt;/span&gt; and asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bestf&lt;/span&gt; to accompany. when we reached there, it was closed due to under construction. maybe make the place big and classic? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; so just wait and see later! anyway, i really had fun time with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;bestf&lt;/span&gt; and Man even though we spent too little time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; A BIG BIG GIRL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IN THE BIG BIG WORLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7104980818926968457?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7104980818926968457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7104980818926968457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7104980818926968457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7104980818926968457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-moment.html' title='HAPPY MOMENT'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-2518754533079797710</id><published>2007-10-06T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T23:58:51.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A LONG TRIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday, i didnt want to stay at home all alone by myself. so ive decided to tag along my family and headed to JohoreBahru by car. we went to my auntie's crib cause my auntie borrowed her cooking book. i dont even know that she's just started a small business at home. in three hours later, we left her crib and decided to buy some HariRaya stuffs at Plaza Angsana. we were really lost our way to go there. it took more than a hour to arrive the actual place. it was an almost time to break fast, so we break fast at KennyRogers. the service was quite disspointed. No kumar! No spoon! Late served! Quite expensive! i didnt expected to turn out like that. it's totally different from City Square. we were searching HariRaya costume here and there for Abg Iwan's girlfriend. but there's really nothing catch our eyes! we walked around the bazar to get the best and tasteful kuih tart for Abg Sani. then we bought some groceries for home at supermarket. then the guys (dad&amp;amp;Abg Iwan) put the stuffs at the car first. so, i took this opportunity to buy the shoe from Summit with my mum. we met the guys again at flowers shop. i thought my mum and dad will get new vases, but my dad decided not to cause the prices cannot get any further discount. ouh yarh before ending the entry, I BOUGHT A LOT OF DOUNTS AT DUNKIN' DONUTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-2518754533079797710?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/2518754533079797710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=2518754533079797710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2518754533079797710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/2518754533079797710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/10/long-trip.html' title='A LONG TRIP'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-5459203791330881091</id><published>2007-10-05T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T00:29:04.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'LL BE BACK SOON!&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/20119837-5459203791330881091?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/5459203791330881091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=5459203791330881091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5459203791330881091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/5459203791330881091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/10/ill-be-back-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7858055439162015276</id><published>2007-09-20T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T21:40:28.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER EXPECTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112278666838351026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/RvJ2XIm1HLI/AAAAAAAAAeg/spWje7viKc8/s320/P1030943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;thanks for celebration, gift and always been there for me. LOVE YA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;yesterday, there was a short outing with my ite cliques. i felt weird with my friends cause they kept asking the same question where am i right now. i met Nurul Yemen at the last cabin. we then window-shopped each shop at Bugis Junction while waiting the others to arrive. in 20 minutes, we met the others outside Starbuck. they gave me my belated birthday gift. i cant unwrapped the gift at upon of time. HMMPPFFT! out of sudden, i looked at the time that we left an hour to break fast. i was the only one panic whether we get a place to sit and eat at Ayam Penyet House. seriously their face looks relaxed and fine. without wasting the time, we went there. i dont even know that they actually made a reservation. i was like " if you tells me earlier, we can come over there late. " LOL! while we was eating, the manager then talked to Irfa about whose birthday etc. i wasnt listening attentively cause i dont really understand Indon language. HAHA! after having our break fast, it was totally strange. everyone was put the plates aside. they said it was a mess. i was kept changing the sit cause this and that. there was a worker wished me a Happy Birthday. then Irfa came with a birthday cake. i was stunned, surprised, shocked, touched to describe my feeling at that moment. it was killing me when unwrapping the gift cause they wrapped a few newspaper. RAAAWR! the gift was sentimental for me as there's alot of memories with them. we thought of heading to Geylang bazzar, but the plan changed to snap some pictures. then we headed to home sweet home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7858055439162015276?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7858055439162015276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7858055439162015276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7858055439162015276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7858055439162015276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/09/never-expected.html' title='NEVER EXPECTED'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/RvJ2XIm1HLI/AAAAAAAAAeg/spWje7viKc8/s72-c/P1030943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-7794506261415451591</id><published>2007-09-16T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:30:24.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17TH BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/Ru59YHCV3pI/AAAAAAAAAeY/TSIZ34WC9Yc/s1600-h/P1040297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111160480271294098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/Ru59YHCV3pI/AAAAAAAAAeY/TSIZ34WC9Yc/s320/P1040297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woaah finally, aku jejak tujuh belas beb! aku bangge lah beb, but the title "bongsu" cant get rid it off cause im still the youngest amongst them. raaawwr! i would like to take this opportunity to say a big thank you to my family, bestf, girlfs&amp;amp;boyfs,ex-boyfs, ex-schmates, tts, ite cliques and friends for wishing and praying me. anyway, thanks for the birthday gift from my family and girlfs&amp;amp;boyfs. i really appreciated so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s: bestf, aku nak jumpe kau. AKU RINDU KAU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-7794506261415451591?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/7794506261415451591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=7794506261415451591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7794506261415451591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/7794506261415451591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/09/17th-birthday.html' title='17TH BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/Ru59YHCV3pI/AAAAAAAAAeY/TSIZ34WC9Yc/s72-c/P1040297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-1649503251919390929</id><published>2007-09-14T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T13:12:59.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CEPAT-CEPAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;since im running out of time, i'll make it short and simple okey. tomorrow is my big day which hit me seventeen. &lt;strong&gt;NO MORE BONGSU LAH DEY!&lt;/strong&gt; -_- i dont think that it would be great like last year where celebrated double celebration with him etc. thsi year, it's totally different cause no one is celebrating with me on the special day. anyway, i miss my bestfriend, girlfriends&amp;amp;boyfriends so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;an hour to like someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; day to love someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-1649503251919390929?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/1649503251919390929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=1649503251919390929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1649503251919390929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1649503251919390929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/09/cepat-cepat.html' title='CEPAT-CEPAT'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-8002443178332462438</id><published>2007-09-09T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T20:12:12.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MATA-SEPET again -_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love this song, cause it's turn me on and dance sexy groove with hot guy. *DREAM ON*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yesterday, i really had nice conversation with mister mata-sepet. *insert happy face* we never fails to talk crap, his ex-girlfs etc which makes me giggling. i felt different when he talked about his leaving. " tk miss me ke nanti? nk send me? i ade lagi two tix. "of course, i will miss you dude! i want to send him to his camp boot at 1pm, but i finish school late. *insert disappointment face* i supposed to go out with him today, but i fell alsleep while revising POA. i'll find the time to meet you one of this days. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;today is our 5th month of friendship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108175624814199458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/RuPiqp9cAqI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/D6UnW2ZOhhA/s320/P1030724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS TEMANRAPATKU SEXY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-8002443178332462438?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/8002443178332462438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=8002443178332462438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8002443178332462438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8002443178332462438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/09/mata-sepet-again.html' title='MATA-SEPET again -_-'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/RuPiqp9cAqI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/D6UnW2ZOhhA/s72-c/P1030724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-1633081773757174265</id><published>2007-09-08T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T02:43:20.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RE-CALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im back again. i'll try to restore my brain what has happening around me recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;firstly, i didnt attend to school for three days cause im having a sore-eye. weird? just believe it friends although im not that type a fall sick person. HAHA! anyway, i miss my ITE Clique especially NuRangerz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;secondly, Khairiah's 17th birthday surprise went smoothly yesterday. credits to girlfs&amp;boyfs include hilmi, hazwan and her family. without them, it wouldnt turn out that great. BLISSFUL IN YOUR LIFE AHEAD! love you girlfku. muacks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thirdly, MataSepet&amp;amp;I are contacting back. Praise to God! he's left for few days to spend his quality time before serving NS. for sure, im gonna miss him. he's such a great friend although he's irritating sometimes. all the best, dude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lastly, my birthday is coming in less than a week. and im not looking forward cause it'll be different this year. unlike last yr, double celebration with someone whom i loved most. i hope he wouldnt forget the 15th eventhough both of us has moved on with our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;you're always my special memory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;whether &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;you're beside me or far of hundreds miles away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-1633081773757174265?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/1633081773757174265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=1633081773757174265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1633081773757174265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/1633081773757174265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/09/re-call.html' title='RE-CALL'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119837.post-8850787537357883618</id><published>2007-08-25T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T20:06:04.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MATA SEPET</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i wonder how is HE doing right now. it's already two weeks since we last contact. in the middle of the night, i recieved missed call from I-DONT-KNOW (private). it's impossible from him okey. God, let me hear his voice for the last time before he surrender himself to Pulau Tekong next month. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;seriously, i miss him!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You made me happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Right from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20119837-8850787537357883618?l=never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/8850787537357883618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20119837&amp;postID=8850787537357883618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8850787537357883618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20119837/posts/default/8850787537357883618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://never-say-a-goodbye.blogspot.com/2007/08/mata-sepet.html' title='MATA SEPET'/><author><name>FANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16120939409596531786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ENQpXoqAqR8/SK-5jbthNxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZHQuaB6MrHY/S220/P1040322.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
