<?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-6382211567636044389</id><updated>2011-07-31T09:48:51.837+08:00</updated><category term='4k-lp'/><title type='text'>(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-1672366686263120199</id><published>2010-01-07T12:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T13:04:15.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XMAS 28-31/12/2009</title><content type='html'>EXPO HALL 6B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked under orange coach part time with shah ibrahim team.with aizat ani ryan lisa alfian faizal and of course,afiq.bukan benci tak minat je gan nih afiq nih.macam paham.dah lah tak buat keje dapat gaji.dah miskin tuh keje jangan nak memilih ke demanding lah.cock up gile eh.world lah pulak.underground should remain bawah tanah lah.pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,it was fun while it lasted ade taufik ade hady mirza ade JEFFREYDIN.handsome oi.aizat was always backstage pass.mati mati tak nak naik pentas for lucky draw tapi nampak nye takde choice lah kan.haha.terpakse.dah lah seluar terkoyak rock lah orang kate pulak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abeh last day he wore the nirvana tee i bought him and he wore the yellow skate shoes i bought him.love you bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/130209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image020.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;i miss skyrides&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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28-31/12/2009'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-2633886624519923838</id><published>2010-01-01T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:32:19.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR (:</title><content type='html'>2009 has been ridiculously some what fun others were holy straight kick ass big time and while that tiny portion of love left was indeed some say memorable.although 2009 wasnt that easy to behold it was good while it lasted.and my new year resolution is to go see next year fireworks with the same guy i felt back in 2005 and in a whole lot of love when we met in 2009 again and still going on and out happy.i love 2009 and imma love 2010,dont disappoint me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to yanie rahim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although the truth doesnt look like reality its only right you buck up.cause in other words looking forward to new year and the rest of the year ahead,you still have me&amp;amp;ryan&amp;amp;jatt bitch so be thankful.i spend 3 whole days with you just to see you smile.i brought you to POPULAR so somehow that should count for something right?i love you lah babe but just maybe not more than bf haha.the truth hurts kan but this one's from me truly love yah hon &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang kate: buang yang keruh ambil yang jernih (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-2633886624519923838?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-5730923289048311238</id><published>2009-12-20T22:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:24:04.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ana photographs.</title><content type='html'>i know i know my post has been a bit boring ever since pictures have been lazy to be put up with. its a whole lot of hassle you have to upload through the web and then paste it here resize and all, just leceh lah you know ma'fan.okay so since pictures was the problem,imma upload some to kill your curiosity hey hey because xmas is around the corner and its all about sharing this few days till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/cincai/111220091098.jpg" width="150" height="185" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/cincai/111220091108.jpg" width="150" height="185" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/cincai/PB040023.jpg" width="150" height="185" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/cincai/111220091110.jpg" width="150" height="185" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/cincai/051220091011.jpg" width="150" height="185" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/cincai/19122009708.jpg" width="150" height="185" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/cincai/PB040022.jpg" width="150" height="185" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/cincai/19122009719.jpg" width="150" height="185" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/cincai/12112009474.jpg" width="150" height="185" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&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/6382211567636044389-5730923289048311238?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/5730923289048311238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=5730923289048311238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5730923289048311238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5730923289048311238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/12/ana-photographs.html' title='ana photographs.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/cincai/th_111220091098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-1246660717446714461</id><published>2009-12-12T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T13:18:41.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>banyak sangat</title><content type='html'>my birthday was over in seconds and aizats ord was over after mine was done.too many to upload.i feel super duper lazy can i.yesterday marks our 11 month and aizat with his retreat back home and i with the walauwhey look.its disastrous.but he wanted to send me home and i pushed him away because it has been quite a while since we never ever go back before 4am but he just got to.yelah mane tak!ktm pegi ktm balik.but he smiled just now sending me in the lift all the way to my front door because i decided to wipe that walauwhey look of mine.okaylah awak maybe ill see you later or what kalau jadi torn gan kawan kawan aku ayte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-1246660717446714461?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/1246660717446714461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=1246660717446714461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/SvBlBJTqUYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CRAYasGg6nw/s1600-h/aizat+lavigne+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/SvBlBJTqUYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CRAYasGg6nw/s320/aizat+lavigne+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399927023569883522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock on at australia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;miss you much&lt;/span&gt; i could barely survive the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;whole month &lt;/span&gt;acted like my dad support me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;behind every mountains on my shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; cheer me up with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'practice what you preach'&lt;/span&gt; sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you went and left &amp;amp; i hug you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;like ill never see you again&lt;/span&gt; but i know i will call me now &amp;amp; then&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 7 minutes&lt;/span&gt; was how long every call would last&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;wait &amp;amp; wait &amp;amp; continue waiting&lt;/span&gt; no matter how life wants to keep us apart&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; im prepared for war by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;..are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-999092985222611338?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/SvBlBJTqUYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CRAYasGg6nw/s72-c/aizat+lavigne+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-5402559551226288947</id><published>2009-10-25T21:18:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:35:47.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seasons of love</title><content type='html'>how do you measure in truth that ive loved you in truth that i'll wait for you in truth that ive missed you?how do you measure 9 months of love;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In daylights, in sunsets,&lt;br /&gt;In midnights, in cups of coffee?&lt;br /&gt;In inches, in miles,&lt;br /&gt;In laughter, in strife?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;500 twenty 5 thousand 600 minutes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my case it's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;4 hundred 37 thousand 7 hundred 60 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how long ive &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt; aizat,for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imy xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-5402559551226288947?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/5402559551226288947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=5402559551226288947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5402559551226288947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5402559551226288947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/10/seasons-of-love.html' title='seasons of love'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-8361767885947233260</id><published>2009-10-14T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T12:28:52.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/StVTTV-1wTI/AAAAAAAAASI/HajpzMHyWqw/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/StVTTV-1wTI/AAAAAAAAASI/HajpzMHyWqw/s320/29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392307720629371186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i still love him in any form and shape (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&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/6382211567636044389-8361767885947233260?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/8361767885947233260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=8361767885947233260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/8361767885947233260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/8361767885947233260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/10/raya.html' title='raya.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/StVTTV-1wTI/AAAAAAAAASI/HajpzMHyWqw/s72-c/29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-5089520642821599805</id><published>2009-09-26T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T16:09:14.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sudden death.</title><content type='html'>we were budak budak coffeebean and i was hanging out for awhile after close shop yesterday.yesterday happens to be a normal day like the rest lah kan.i receive a call dari anie saying bapak zul meninggal tadi pukul satu.inna'lillah wa'innalillah rojiun.yesterday was happy today happens to stunningly drops me off my chair.sedih seh.although idk his dad,but zul aku dah anggap seperti adik beradik aku seh.mcm anie alep yan khai.hari hari gan dorang ape tak.susah same same happy pun same same seh.sedih seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zul aku harap kau take it easy it is too sudden we know we all know but kalau dah ajal tak mungkin lah kite nak larang kan.takdir di tangan tuhan begitu jugak dengan ajal.death may not be a happy occassion but on the good and brighter side of life look at it carefully,he passed away peacefully which is at home.semoga rohnya dirahmati tuhan.amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-5089520642821599805?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/5089520642821599805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=5089520642821599805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5089520642821599805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5089520642821599805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/09/sudden-death.html' title='a sudden death.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-9192042591966534655</id><published>2009-09-26T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:21:44.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrea's out!</title><content type='html'>oohh ame gave birth already!!!andreas out (: im so excited i want to visit can we?ame,yanie was saying we're auntys already wah so old meh.can we visit can we visit can we?ehe.im just relief that you and baby are fine you know.now youre a mom.you become mom already right dont become so aunty aunty hor.i love you ame but i love andrea even more (:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-9192042591966534655?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/9192042591966534655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=9192042591966534655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/9192042591966534655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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lagu nih sehk.nih lah first time.tapi sedap pulak.hahas.aizat for you uh.jangan perasaan lah mimpi pun tak kesampaian.cish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.4shared.com/embed/61657962/50929b7" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="200" height="20"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; clear: both; height: 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CINTA KITA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Inka Christie &amp;amp; Amy Search&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(0, 204, 0); text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 204, 0); font-weight: 400; font-style: normal;font-family:georgia;font-size:14;" class="IL_LINK_STYLE"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demi cintaku padamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemanapun kaukan ku bawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;walaupun harus kutelan lautan bara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;demi&lt;/span&gt; cintaku padamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ke gurun ku ikut denganmu&lt;br /&gt;biarpun harus berkorban jiwa dan raga&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;reff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bulan madu di awan biru&lt;br /&gt;tiada yang mengganggu&lt;br /&gt;bulan madu di atas pelangi&lt;br /&gt;hanya kita berdua&lt;br /&gt;nyanyikan lagu cinta&lt;br /&gt;walau seribu duka&lt;br /&gt;kita takkan terpisah&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* andai dipisah laut dan pantai&lt;br /&gt;tak akan goyah gelora cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; andai dipisah api dan &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;bara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak akan pudar sinaran cinta&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;repeat reff&lt;br /&gt;repeat *&lt;/p&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-3029777191249606944</id><published>2009-09-18T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:48:05.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my friends.</title><content type='html'>you see i dont change in fact ive never change.not even when im in my working life.i miss all my friends after such a fucking long time.being able to laugh and cry and spill everything has been a hobby or habit,that you can call it too.i miss chilling.work has been fun although hectic,i still want that piece of freedom a bit of a time for me and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends are like what somewhere around my age i got 4 friends getting married this october.time flew by like in a flash id like to say.those years to school and now what a training mother to be.ame's going to give birth soon.should be lah i assumed.isnt that great?im as sexcited as anyone to see the new arrival or additional to her family.i talk arrival as if youre giving birth to a shirt hor?!wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and id like to add to all my friends,although i dont contact or reply your messages like i always do or never at all it's not that i'm ignorant or any closer to avoiding but i just wana save my bills you know.now i know how it is when even you worked and get pay which is like 2k,its still not enough considering you have a big family like mine.how sometimes we all wished we just hafta shake our leg and do nothing and money falls from trees.or maybe lee kuan yew is charitable enough to donate some to us.sound so needy.pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.imy bf (: what cannot meh.last but grand finale must be uber sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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friends.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-7971926832623446433</id><published>2009-09-14T16:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T17:12:36.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STOMP!</title><content type='html'>we're gonna catch stomp at esplanade theatre.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;be jealous be very very jealous&lt;/span&gt;.ehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to remind oneself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*ANA PLEASE REMEMBER IT'S 10 OCTOBER AT 8 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*COLLECTION OF TICKET IS ONE HOUR BEFORE SHOWTIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*AT ESPLANADE THEATRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*BOX B LEVEL ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i really dont know where i should go collect the tix i mean i do know it's esplanade theatre but really exactly where.esplanade is huge okay.i hate going around asking people.aizat this is your job go do your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-7971926832623446433?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/7971926832623446433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=7971926832623446433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7971926832623446433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7971926832623446433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/09/stomp.html' title='STOMP!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-6380354485302435712</id><published>2009-09-13T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:24:18.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello (:</title><content type='html'>been sucha long time aint it since my last update.not that long ago i was so enthu in updating everyday of my fucking life.just gotta let everyone know how i love my life right now for now.you know.but eversince work got in the way..(come on lah ana everyone works &amp;amp; they still have time for their blog),eh sukehati aku lah nak say ape.maybe they're just gaji bute.(reads: blind paycheck).okay maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/Sq0NCmgAuvI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XFNZOc2klhY/s1600-h/f26be12b23468639c37b1cf7eddac56b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 95px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/Sq0NCmgAuvI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XFNZOc2klhY/s320/f26be12b23468639c37b1cf7eddac56b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380971468123323122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/Sq0OToOOwuI/AAAAAAAAASA/-qxbh5X8h04/s1600-h/aizat+himself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/Sq0OToOOwuI/AAAAAAAAASA/-qxbh5X8h04/s320/aizat+himself.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380972860155020002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so our 245 days together was here.broke the rules,we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;until that day your COE expires.bring me out again,would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oxxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-6380354485302435712?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/6380354485302435712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=6380354485302435712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6380354485302435712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6380354485302435712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello.html' title='hello (:'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/Sq0NCmgAuvI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XFNZOc2klhY/s72-c/f26be12b23468639c37b1cf7eddac56b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-1229691928391383079</id><published>2009-08-31T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:55:56.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you (:</title><content type='html'>28 august/friday &lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;got pay went out meet bf only after break fast.so i went to fetch him since i wasnt fasting.temptations got me on my knee.like usual on my pay i never forget no single soul who has been there most of the freaking time with me.i know im undetachable at times.so anyway since eejat wanted to renovate his room right,i bought something uber funky to add in the funkyness of his room when its done.you know a bit of a touch here and there and boom! yall.i got him that electric thingy inside the so called "gypsy" bowl.anyway after a long day outside,we decided to head back it was 5am,mind you.and he stayed to accompany me till 630am.working in the morning 'fraid that i fell asleep he stood by me.oh and the super bad news is i lost my keys that i carried all the time around my neck.i lost my house keys and i lost the heart key eejat gave me.super sad i tell you.saturday we went out yet again super weak with no super mood.but eejat was some boyfriend indeed.that same morning he accompanied me,he went back supposedly home but i guess he made a turn back to ecp to look for that key.yes yes i love you b.youre indeed something behind your thick eyebrows and tense eyeball.i super super super super super hero deedly love you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-1229691928391383079?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/1229691928391383079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=1229691928391383079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/1229691928391383079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/1229691928391383079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/08/you.html' title='you (:'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-5736442979742449445</id><published>2009-08-24T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:59:46.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>bf aku dah broke so am i just waiting for this friday till payday.but bf was so sweet even though the broke part came in and all he still went all the way here just to go out with me.see how bf could be so touching at times.i the good gf this time forked out the money.alah duit mintak dari mother lah siape lagik.i pay her payday okay.anyway bf said something random today, "im in the boat,just now we talked abt our ite life,then i found myself missing you.maybe because of all the stalking eh." random kan .aku suke.anyway of all the fever today i went thru hell.he made my day saying something so unthinkable and so not expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pikiran:"..abang aku dah menghilang.bile die balik confirm bulan syawal.mesti nak mintak ampun.ape agaknye yang buat dier do something so stupid breaks my heart and so mother teared.adik aku lagik,rumah ade semua ade.ape yang tak cukup.bile nak laptop mother belikan.ade tak dier pikir mother sekarang mcm mane.nih ah kalau abang gan adik dah sepakat.bulan ramadan mcm bukan bulan ramadan.dulu first day semua orang buka kat rumah.sekarang semua menghilang.dah macam broken family.now its only me mother grandmother and the maid.dad too but only sometimes he's there not always anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo kan.you should go through it then you know how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway kelakar lah kan this month ramadan month and hungry ghost festival clash.lol.htu pun pikiran nak keluar ke taknak eh.haha.apelah nasib hantu zaman sekarang.teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*runs off to make a call to bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-5736442979742449445?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/5736442979742449445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=5736442979742449445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5736442979742449445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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against the world is another&lt;br /&gt;he gave me love under one breath he left me breathless&lt;br /&gt;you gave me everything he's all im ever after.&lt;br /&gt;you gave him, me and im all he's ever after.&lt;br /&gt;love is wonderful now but may not be happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;but so far so good forever is still not yet over&lt;br /&gt;for now this is all i can cover,so sit back and enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;cause im gona make it happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you to pieces on this seven but lets go on till we lost count of numbers so itd be a relationship not based on numbers and months but fun and laughter all together would be us and for nowhere is the new somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeyness (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-6087536666733017614?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-636888401732843634</id><published>2009-07-12T02:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:46:30.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>110709.</title><content type='html'>11 july 2009&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;marks our 6 month together.i had work but he fetch me from work which is at 11pm/closing.and then he met the coffeebians if that even makes any sense.so anyway,after that celebrating was not really a celebration.he treated me mac at ecp.where we had breakfast and then off to mustafa centre to buy his something spray.and then was home by 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what god gave us is more than enough.but he always brings more and that my friends is fate.fate delivered aizat to me and i have to cherish this moment like my last one cause like aizat said: this may not be forever but lets crossed fingers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sexth month i mean Sixth.ehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-636888401732843634?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/636888401732843634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=636888401732843634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/636888401732843634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/636888401732843634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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card.so the slots was left with separate seats which is stupid and we end up not watching but playing the arcade instead.bah!i think we've spent quite alot maybe even equal to the movie tickets if we 3 were to add up.so anyway after arcade we went to eat at LJS.they ate i cukai aje.its not that i dont carry enough money its i dont want to waste food they say kids only eat a little bit..you see.so i just wana save thats all.and then off to rooftop,so jihan could play with the water and then a few moments later guess who arrived?douzzz&amp;aishah.i didnt knew they were coming.so anyway after that another round of arcade before proceeding home.took pictures with aishah t70..sony cybershot.so reached home at 1030pm.and went out only the 2 of us to west coast to catch supper at mac.&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5july 09&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;supposed to work today.but im so freaking tired lah so i took mc instead.lied that i had fever and all.boo hoo!so told bf i took mc and he asked me out.we went out to bugis village.he bought himself a digi watch.with red lights okay.$15.and then off to penin bought himself tech deck: 1 is $15,2 for  $20.yes he bought 2.then he bought me a box bag you know the square one which everyone is wearing nowadays.yes and then chill and when home.it was raining super heavily.he texted me later that this was the worst trip he have ever made.touching gitu loh.yes its a damn cold night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-7086737762737118769?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/7086737762737118769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=7086737762737118769' title='0 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type='html'>25/26/27 june 2009&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;thursday off day from work.bf fetch saw bf for awhile.26 june payday.met bf saw transformers.bought him super dc heroes tee &amp; topshop tees two, signing off the flash.plain shirt fresh boutique costly you know nowadays.its the quality and the happy faces which mattered.so anyway was broke sooner than you think.bah!!sunday off to work.monday i transferred to JP.was okay just kekok (reads: awkward).new friends new in-charge.just one month so much happens.i start cashiering next week when ani comes back from KL,she my first in-charge[FYI].so anyway i have work tmr till next sat until which sunday arrives my off day.chiong the whole week oi.yelah half year anni with bf is coming sooner than you think,something meaningful to me even for awhile ataupun tak sampai ke mane but at the very least something kan?so much love to give bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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comes.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-6652431585993983719</id><published>2009-06-26T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:16:48.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ</title><content type='html'>my utmost respect to MJ who recently passed on.i know you know how much i adore MJ.you know i love him to the core.as shocked as everyone else i was,didnt know,he suffered from heart attack.the rescue team tried to revive but of no respond.so to the king of pop,rest in peace.may god bless your soul on both heaven and earth.love you michael *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wveI05xSslQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wveI05xSslQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-6652431585993983719?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/6652431585993983719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-7258727460990097160</id><published>2009-06-24T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:16:44.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23.6.09</title><content type='html'>23.06.09&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;had this GIO COURSE down at singapore warehouse at 930am.i thought i was gonna sesat (reads: lost) for sure but thank god no.yehness.i found my way in and i found my way out.the course was super gerek lah.i super like it lah.Mr. Asni was a funny man the way he explains stuff and the way he told his grandmother tales.this was definitely a good experience.i make new friends today from different outlets.gerek gitu loh.anyway when course ended aizat fetch me.supposedly i wanted to go cycling from his house to ecp but his bicycle...dont know lah eh.either its alasan (reads: reason) or just plain truth.so anyway we ended chilling at ecp waterbreaker instead.pfft.and off to penin after that to look for aizats printed tee.and then off to next building Funan IT Mall.to browse for that T700.it was only 830 but most of the shops pancit (reads:closed for the day).and after that he sends me home.maklumlah at 12am,hes going skate with his friends.for if hes happy and even if i wont,ill still let him have it all.cause im just his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**down with cough bad sorethroat and voice pun pancit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-7258727460990097160?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/7258727460990097160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-5214171151019294856</id><published>2009-06-22T09:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:31:08.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4k-lp'/><title type='text'>20june2009</title><content type='html'>20.06.09&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;went out with him on a saturday to support my nephew.you know i just pity but i have always wanted to be there for him only because my grandma brought him up a few years before his mum took him back to her care and another reason he doesnt have any other siblings just his mum and dad and him.you see his mum,has kidney problems and she cant conceived anymore.i didnt mean to make him sad or what.anyway he's in primary 4.i used to ask him this question when he was i think 6 or 7,"eh Jihan,haha you dont have any sister or brother!" and he said in a pretend happy voice "haha i got!you my sister what and abang iwan and ajan is my brother!" somehow after that day i feel very bad.everyone has his own unforetold stories right.for me i just wish i could be there for him everytime needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway we attended nephew silat tournament at silat federation at bedok.for nephew,his team was only on guest performance.by the time i,aizat &amp;amp; cik ros (nephew's mum) arrived,he finished performed liao.and then before i went off,i make aizat bonceng Jihan.aizat was reluctant at first but soon give in.ehe.he said it was awkward enough i dont know Jihan.and then after that.we went off to eat at "bedok simpang" (thats what i call it,i tend to mix up alot of words this days like wth).and then off to courts at pasir ris.search for tamus (reads: the one that you used to heat/cook water inside),nih aizat yang punye idea.house one spoiled kan b.and then off to level 2 and to survey for the digicam.i want T700 for aizat.it was on sale till last sunday from 599 drop till 299.what shit i cant buy pay havent come in sial.aizat pun dah peng oi.and so was i but only i dont show it.so after that off to downtown east to catch midnight movie but last last ended up watching at Jurong Point at 140am."DRAG ME TO HELL".good show not too scary and its abit funny.i think people scared only due to the sound effect which by the way makes you feel you know whats gonna happen next but still you feel the shocked-ness of it all.i tell you aizat was like covering his eyes with his fingers like "mintak ampun macam dulu-dulu" aha.he say the movie was not a nightmare but it was scary for him.boyfriend i scared sial for the fucking first time with me.padanmuke kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie ended at 330plus.and off to pioneer mall nye mac to have breakfast.and was home by 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-4911488799001922075</id><published>2009-06-18T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:08:11.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah whatever.</title><content type='html'>went out with him again 17june2009.blah blah blah.&amp;amp;but nvm is not good enough for me.theres nothing else i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*you should have done it long ago :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-4911488799001922075?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/4911488799001922075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=4911488799001922075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4911488799001922075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4911488799001922075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/06/yeah-whatever.html' title='yeah whatever.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-3215155303110861452</id><published>2009-06-17T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:01:26.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16.06.09</title><content type='html'>16.06.09&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;went out with aizat he fetch me from work and off to home cause he ask me to change and i bathe sekali.ehe.must smell super fresh when youre out with bf lah oi.and went to eat at thohirah restaurant once again at seletar.place was jam packed i tell you.but we managed to get a sit.had dinner and off to henderson waves.hang around till both fell asleep there and woke up early today [17.06.09] at 630am at henderson waves.funny i tell you.we both worked that day.its touching how he makes time for me,you know.this is just the beginning of hooking up.not yet when you talked about long term and not yet that piece of discussion calls engagement.when its the time its will be the time but for now lets take things slow.i'd rather have a relationship with him based on love and taking it slow than the part where youre married and you end up being a widow.[no pun intended] vah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*love that love gave me time to hang out like we used to.as busy as i am,i always make time for the people i love and i know he does too.till saturday for that silat tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-3215155303110861452?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/3215155303110861452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-1516625488779755920</id><published>2009-06-13T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:11:30.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>giordano,</title><content type='html'>been busy working this whole week.there was off days but i guess i was too tired to update.since i have time now let me say something to keep you people updated about me.no pictures just a plain post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started work on monday 8 june at giordano (IMM).tomorrow would be the fifth day at work.at first i didnt wana start cause im too shy to make new friends but i thought for a fast seconds that i need this job so badly only because i really want to spend.and even though standing was tiring listen to this,i had to re-fold clothes at the outlet which is already clearly folded neatly just to let people know that we're doing something instead of standing around doing nothing.even the third-in-charge had complaints.suck.but anyway,i like the job although its not something i dream of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway again randomly stating,i really miss taking pictures with aizat.aizat get a handphone with a camera that flashes.or maybe not i'll buy you that digi cam soon on my first pay okay b?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo ana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-1516625488779755920?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/1516625488779755920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=1516625488779755920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div id="scroll3" style="border: 1px solid ; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 300px;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 252px; height: 227px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/aizats21st/aizats1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 266px; height: 242px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/aizats21st/aizats2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 266px; height: 278px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/aizats21st/aizats3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 272px; height: 271px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/aizats21st/aizats4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 272px; height: 271px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/aizats21st/aizats7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 272px; height: 271px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/aizats21st/aizats11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 272px; height: 271px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/aizats21st/aizats15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 272px; height: 271px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/aizats21st/aizats16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 272px; height: 271px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/aizats21st/aizats17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 272px; height: 271px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/aizats21st/aizats12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes aizats birthday happens to fall on 5 june and i did went out with him but i had a different plan the day after his birthday.i didnt happen to sms puteri but i purposely sms her because i wanted aizats birthday to be celebrated with his jiwe and the rest who has been his good friends for years.i met up puteri&amp;amp;zai at tampines mall to buy his birthday cake,its tiramiss-u,you.ehe.so anyway,as i bought that cake for him,i very gatal see colourful candles and i bought that too.i suke.so to shop &amp;amp; save to buy the tidbits.and then proceed to somewhere near aizat block.to make long story short.there was puteri who sms yan (aizats lil sis) and puteri who sms aizats mom.to make it even shorter,his family join kaki (reads: combined forces) with us,thanks to put yet again.and of course the rest like yanie &amp;amp; zai who came up with a plan 1 to 5 of how to sarbo aizat.and again su for leading the way which last last pun kene caught red handed by aizat.and iz his good friend which sms him before we sarbo that we want to sarbo him.party spoiler plan failed but it was funny while it lasted.and fuad &amp;amp; hafiz which join shortly after the cut cake ceremony.see dvd.throw eggs that never break and flour which was all over the place.i had fun.im sure they all did.&amp;amp;kiko too&amp;amp;aizats parents for making the plan oh-so-obvious with the spaghetti's&amp;amp;oranges yang sudah siap sedia (reads: fully set up) with the paper plates&amp;amp;cups.&amp;amp;yan for wanting to help as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**THANKS TO ALL THOSE WHO HELP MAKE IT HAPPEN,I REALLY APPRECIATE IT (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxi joy :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-7460830794320744918?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/7460830794320744918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=7460830794320744918' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-3914502193043988979</id><published>2009-06-06T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:17:43.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5/6/09</title><content type='html'>5/6/09&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 21ST BOYFRIEND I LOVE YOU ASS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bf accompanied me to interview at singapore warehouse for the post of customer service associate.at 2 i came at 5 i finished.i got the job i commence on monday 8 june.giordano customer service associate at imm.best nyer.cant wait.asik imm je.7 eleven pun kat imm.kelakar pe.hint hint i ke.anyway,spend a beautiful day with aizat.i wana spend today wit his friends pasal i think thats the way he wants it instead.you know.so anyway puteri call me if you read this.i need to confirm lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;splendid plan (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-1605304310434647526</id><published>2009-06-02T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:11:37.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hear me out.</title><content type='html'>yes aku tersinggung dengan kata kata kau tapi aku tak sakit hati.senang kate walaupun aku tak happy ape kate aku tahan aje.pasal takde hasilnye kalau aku balas balik.like i say mom taught me better than that.believe me.it hurts to hear and it hurts even more to bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;so anyway bf's birthday is coming up.idk what i should buy him.confused gitu lah.you know 21 doesnt happen every year only once in a lifetime &amp;amp; i want his birthday to be the soup of the day for him because he's turning 21 i wana make it special tapi tak tau camne.aku ingat nak belikan die something lah which i cannot say sini pasal he will rummage thru my blog.and he'll find out and then it wont be a surprise anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:&lt;br /&gt;aku sayang kau walaupun hari tak begitu baik bagi kite.aku sayang kau walaupun kite tak sering jumpe.aku tetap sayang kau dalam hati aku dan lebih daripada itu walaupun kau menyinggung hati aku tanpa pengetahuan kau sendiri.the best part is i give all out for love because ive been waiting for this day the day we get back together.i love you that much i would stalk you but i dont have too.fate brought us back together until fate decides to,not,then lets cheers to the future we'll have together for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be heard ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-1605304310434647526?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-8133342957957646233</id><published>2009-05-31T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:51:04.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30may2009.</title><content type='html'>30.05.2009&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;met at 4pm.went to search for dempsey hill which i think we're lost somehow.cause i cant see whats so great about dempsey hill except for the standing statues which look like gondolf in lord of the rings.or maybe i just have a different look at things which is good right?anyway we angkat kaki jalan naik moto to search for bottle tree park which also suck because i dont know the direction aku agak agak aje.sampai cramp sial kaki duduk atas motor.pastuh pit stop jap at sembawang park before take off to thohirah.where i ordered 2 butter naan and he had nasi goreng kerang die (tak habis habis) &amp;amp; bomb (reads: roti prata with butter &amp;amp; honey).it sounds like a bad combination kan but it taste as good unlike the sound and the ingredients of it.pastuh we proceed to esplanade.singapore arts festival going on.ramai orang seh like alot lah.from all kinds of genres of people were there.to oi oi &amp;amp; whats up.so anyway,yesterday was some japan band.they were funny with their accent and all &amp;amp; aizat dancing the old school bang bang! kelakar sial.not expected gitu kan bile aizat joget macam gitu.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-8133342957957646233?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/8133342957957646233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-8686061080948879204</id><published>2009-05-29T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:27:34.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malas-ses day.</title><content type='html'>today lemme see supposedly to go interview for work at coffee club as waitress.dayahs recommendations.i do wana work but after telling mom &amp;amp; bf they were like "ish!tak worth it langsung" (reads:ish!not at all worthwhile).usually it will sound like this "we cannot choose our job take whatever up for now".i do wana work but sorry eh dayah no offence hanye after re-thinking about it,i think not worth it and yet worth it at the same time.i do want the money i do wana work but when i compared to my previous 7 eleven job although doesnt pay that much,its so fun there.great companies of friends makes the not so gerek day to uber hilarious day.sorry eh dayah i turned this down,jangan sakit hati ye.ehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,too late bf came to fetch me lah pulak to that interview we actually end up eating and going home instead.and then night lepak with the friday people,fiza,ritsa&amp;amp;aidil(ritsas bf).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wasnt that great a day for me.these days im so restless.body aching,heart pain&amp;amp;hurt so everywhere else.to remain strong is one thing to live it is another.and im not complaining this is my call its whinning.pfft!what a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebalik senyumku (behind my smiles) :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-8686061080948879204?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/8686061080948879204/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-6236823834583934716</id><published>2009-05-27T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:46:42.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all out.</title><content type='html'>this entire post may contain alot of vulgarities leave if you dont think youve mentioned fucked or whatsoever else.i think i deserved at least a little bit of love here.this thing called life happens to fucking give me alot of fucking problems.at the very least i know this stupid life this stupid day this kanina chiao chibai situation dont only happens to me.this stupid day just got bitch worst when somebody decided to push my worst day to worst-sial day.macam chibai nak mampus.macam sial.always tryna be the good girl tryna make you people bloody happy tapi korang takder pikir pe aku sedih belakang takbir.pikir korang je pe bad day.aku bad day pun aku cheer korang up.aku bad day pun aku simpan.my takde pape is just fake happy.geramm nye aku macam nak bunuh orang.tak rase ade erti hidup kalau setiap orang selalu salahkan aku tak ade erti hidup bagi aku kalau setiap orang asyik carik salah aku.semua salah ini salah itu salah.ape yang betul ape yang korang nak sebenar nye.menyirap darah aku.i need to hit something or somebody.i feel so bloody well actually so bloody fine that i love this bloody nabei day so well.fuck you guys to every piece of my fucking heart if it decides to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck what not (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-6236823834583934716?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/6236823834583934716/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-1562347012447619551</id><published>2009-05-27T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:34:47.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>klorox.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was the worst day i had i tell you.first it was the stupid starhub bill which jangan surprised okay amounted to 120 bucks.ALOT FOR ONE MONTH RIGHT.second was the my grandma sister, i think, passed away yesterday at noon-ish.(dalam hati: innalillah wa'innalillah roji'un).and then the last and not least mom!yes mom.she wana clear the stains that is plastered to this so called "favorite family" bowl.yes as in 'mangkuk'.and she uses chlorox.yes she uses chlorox.usually no one would use it until the next day but for some cases,my younger brother which is not so young anymore aged 18 cooked maggie and put in the purple "favorite family" bowl.and then some 2 minutes later,he's blood rush to the top and i mean not literally only,physically as well,his face was really red and he kept coughing for a few half an hour and it sounded fucking serious.as if he's on his deathbed.(i used to wish,my brother was dead but having to see that kind of reaction i was this much scared.literally i do wish him that but i dont mean it.)so anyway he was okay after mom send him to clinic.thank god (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bf and i are great.these days its 3 times a day message and called as much as i want to using home line.suck right.its his idea plucked out from a great friend of mine.i dont have cash now to buy bf's bdae present which is taking place in one week.ahhh shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aizats my sex boost,literally (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-716094950187596918</id><published>2009-05-25T18:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:20:37.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesss.</title><content type='html'>bukan aku marah bile aku post this thing.aku macam rase i give in alot.kalau nak cakap setiap kali perang je,aku selalu 'dah lah takpelah lupekan lah'.aku nak luahkan ape aku rase tapi aku taknak perkara kecik boleh flame on macam gitu aje.based on past experiences,i know i suck at relationships only because i tend to give in alot then tolak tepi ape aku rase ape aku nak.always been like that.aku dah banyak kali fucked up ah.aku sendiri pun kadang kadang binggit sendiri macam sah-ful orang gile.nak share gan matair tapi he goes 'itu je?'.sakit hati?yes.tapi tak perlu aku rase nak bilang die.pade aku kalau yang sakit hati itu biar sorang.jangan babit orang lain.kite pompuan mau banyak sabar.lelaki adekalanye die gini pun maybe because die pun tengah under pressure.kite pun kene help lah walaupun die maki hamun kite and all.lelaki kalau ade problem die confirm lari jauh jauh dari kite hanye kerana die taknak kalau die mintak tolong dari kite,kite pun rase susah kan.tapi kalau kite takleh tolong pun jangan ever tengking,it'll just make him rebel more.ape kite patut buat,listen to him,be there on the double &amp;amp; let him lean on us.that should be more than enough.die takkan tunjuk yang die appreciate it alot or say thanks and all,but if youve known him for quite awhile,die confirm will say somthing nice or cheeky or buat baik after that.so we must show we care okay?ehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benci seperti sayang (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='yesss.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-5832235547051921292</id><published>2009-05-24T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:12:17.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously.</title><content type='html'>22may2009-friday&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;should be out with bf to dont know where.but tyre pancit oi.went home instead.tak sampai ke mane hanye caltex opposite the stadium slash pool.oklah to me daripade tak jumpe,batang hidung pun takde atleast jumpe kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'pakkkk!!' (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[END]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23may2009-saturday&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;to vivo eat then to marina at keppel bay.overshot lagi oi.chill and was home by 9-ish,tak salah.short date worth the while.bf book in at 11pm with alot of things left home.the worst has not end yet,his POSB card kene detained pulak.apelah nasib.he must have stepped into something without the sorry.sorry ah people but i very the superstitious kind.you may not believe it neither does he but i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i done to derserve this? )':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-5832235547051921292?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/5832235547051921292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=5832235547051921292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5832235547051921292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5832235547051921292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/05/seriously.html' title='seriously.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-3386889508512770694</id><published>2009-05-20T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:03:54.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohshit.</title><content type='html'>yes oh shit.i was,yes, "chill chill pineapple" with fiza,maraidi,ritsa,aidil,mamat&amp;amp;etc at toh guan when bf decided to fetch me.he booked out from camp but had to book in before 12am today and he did fetch me but,he lost his phone again,this time its his temporary number which by the way belongs to his mum.i was like "eh siallah".this is twice a week already seh.its bad enough he lost most of his precious memories kat hp yg previous now he has to lose what is not even his.bf was upset but not so upset.this time its not the memory card because there is no memory card,this time,its definitely the phone because it belongs to his mum.duh!i pity boyfriend seh.if i have the money i would probably buy him a new phone but not the line.been cheated once and i have had enough.i know aizats not that kinda mat but id rather be safe than sorry,you know.i wished money would just fall from trees so i could buy him that new phone but thats just impossible.you know aku sayang aizat tapi when i see him breakdown,i breakdown too i dont know why but i guess its because i love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**phone found in house forgot to bring bukan terceceh oi.org dah kate banyak bersabar.you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could it be my fault? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-3386889508512770694?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/3386889508512770694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=3386889508512770694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/3386889508512770694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/3386889508512770694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/05/ohshit.html' title='ohshit.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepak at ECP poch with put&amp;amp;zai which after a few half an hour,hafiz pun sampai.till 2am i think.bf&amp;amp;i went back to ECP from Esso to buy double cheese burger.i very hungry tau.i dont eat nasi nor mee that much but i super love junk food lah.fast food or you can say fats but i dont care.bile bile pun boleh kurus macam bile bile pun boleh gemuk oi.ehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[END]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 may 2009/sunday&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;lagi sekali ku bertemu bf at 5.reached vivo then he asked 'have you seen my hp?' i was like 'dont bedek lah' &amp;amp;he was like 'otak kau lah' &amp;amp; i was like 'sorry lah you always bedek what' &amp;amp; he was like '@#$%' &amp;amp; i was like 'lets go back we'll searched for it' &amp;amp; he was like 'as if we'll find it,people take already one' &amp;amp; i was like 'lets try our luck' &amp;amp; he was like starting the bike.dah reached bawah block aku,he sat there helplessly while i go look for nobody in particular but maybe one whos holding onto the same phone bf has.no luck.today wasnt our day i guess.but at least i was able to make him from frust&amp;amp;sad to oklah&amp;amp;happy.like he said, 'its not the phone,its the memory card.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[END]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasib arh :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-118017629864039756?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/118017629864039756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=118017629864039756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/118017629864039756'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>yey.the day has arrive.my first time seh.tak sabar gua deh mau tgk fmx.its today at 7pm to 10pm.at singapore flyer backdrop ok.but to tell you the truth,i dont feel like going out today.i scared i hurt people feelings.because i tend to speak my mind alot this week.&amp;amp;i hurt alot of people this week itself.its not only you.idk why but its as if something inside me already partly gave up.no not love.just being me.me me me me me.so i was on suicidal mode.trying so hard to kill myself but i kept having those family&amp;amp;friends face rewinding at the back of my head.drowning myself in pillows cause i feel better when silence overcome the noises at home.and scratching myself like a dj would scratch his record.you know.its nice.im so sick&amp;amp;tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick&amp;amp;tired of it :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-3768400462523022856</id><published>2009-05-14T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:51:17.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complications.</title><content type='html'>What is happening here?Why is everyone keep running away from relationship problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be easily solved if both party make an effort to communicate, finding a better solution to improve the relationship and learn how to accept each others flaws? Love is a straight forward action or feeling that only needs to be nourished with trust, sincerity and faith. That's all. Nothing more, nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really confusing and unexplainable when negligence began to allow complications to take place and give this blessed feeling, a bad name. If running away is the best solution when problems arise, why should people waste their precious time and efforts going through courtship and involve themselves in a relationship? Both of you chose to get to know each other very well. Exchanging words of interests and flirts just to create a spark that will eventually light up the Love between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has everyone forgotten the importance and existence of Love? Ignoring the facts that there are millions of unfortunate people neglected by Love? Those who have been yearning, cried every night hoping for a twist of luck so that they can be loved? How about those who lost their Loved ones unexpectedly? Struggling through the thickest moment just to accept the fact of losing someone in this world. Did you ever think of all these before? Is it necessary for us to neglect Love and being unappreciative on this blessed feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will always be a solution to solve relationship problems. All you have to do is make an effort to talk, listening to what each other needs to say, rectifying the problems and try to work on a formula to improve your rusted Love to a new lively experience. Nothing is impossible because there will always be an answer for every questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a game, it's either you planned your strategy well to win or just blindly allowing the game to play you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-3768400462523022856?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/3768400462523022856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=3768400462523022856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/3768400462523022856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/3768400462523022856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/05/complications.html' title='Complications.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-29927564606610137</id><published>2009-05-13T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:06:23.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fahamilah aku.</title><content type='html'>it hurts.it hurts alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the rocks :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-29927564606610137?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/29927564606610137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=29927564606610137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/29927564606610137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/29927564606610137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/05/fahamilah-aku.html' title='Fahamilah aku.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-4561454907265136376</id><published>2009-05-11T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:28:21.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiritual Meaning Of Numbers</title><content type='html'>im a 5.like how?(03/12/1988)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**add your birrthdates up like this.add till you come up with a single digit only ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0+3+1+2+1+9+8+8=32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3+2=5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Five:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt; The spiritual meaning of number Five deals with travel, adventure, and motion. With the highs that come with these attributes, Fives also carry instability and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;unpredictability&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;, and radical changes. The spiritual meaning of Five draws our attention to the wonder of life, and beckons us to appreciate the perception of chaos all around us. Five has wild vibrations: primitive and erratic. When Five continues to pop up in your life be prepared for some action, like a trip. Remember, trips aren't all necessarily taken physically. Some of the best journey's are taken in the mind and spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aizat's a 1 (05/06/1988)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0+5+0+6+1+9+8+8=37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3+7=10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1+0=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;One:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;  One primarily deasl with strong will, positivity, pure energy.  The number One reflects &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;new beginnings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;, and purity. The symbolic meaning of number One is further clarified when we understand One represents both kinds of action: physical and mental. This combined with Ones urgency for new beginnings, we begin to see Ones recurring in our lives indicates a time to exert our natural forces, take action, and start a new venture. One encourages us our action will be rewarded in kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click here: &lt;a href="http://www.whats-your-sign.com/spiritual-meaning-of-numbers.html#myspot"&gt;spiritual meanings of numbers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ana &amp;amp; her spirits (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-4561454907265136376?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/4561454907265136376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=4561454907265136376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4561454907265136376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4561454907265136376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/05/spiritual-meaning-of-numbers.html' title='Spiritual Meaning Of Numbers'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-1713290129119850723</id><published>2009-05-11T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:34:35.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTOCROSS (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 100%;font-size:18;" &gt;RED BULL FIGHTERS&lt;!--sizec--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/sizec--&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Free style Motocross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/SgcFnXVuS4I/AAAAAAAAARQ/I7Kr0oBUgvQ/s1600-h/XF_ExTour_Web_240x180_hes%5B4%5D-734797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/SgcFnXVuS4I/AAAAAAAAARQ/I7Kr0oBUgvQ/s320/XF_ExTour_Web_240x180_hes%5B4%5D-734797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334238457481808770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 16 May 2009 (this saturday!!)&lt;br /&gt;Time: 7 - 10pm&lt;br /&gt;Place: Turn 22 &amp;amp; 23 Singapore Grand Prix Circuit - Singapore Flyers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;held against the backdrop of the iconic Singapore Flyer and the famous Singapore cityscape,the Red Bull X-Fighters Exhibition Tour Singapore is set to be the first stop of a three-leg Asia Pacific exhibition tour,which will also include Hong Kong and Taipei.you will not want to miss the action when these riders will pull out all stops to show off their skills on their bikes - while flying through the Singapore night sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey yey i get to go.wuhoo!!see you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Admission is FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;update for the love of it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-1713290129119850723?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/1713290129119850723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/SgcFnXVuS4I/AAAAAAAAARQ/I7Kr0oBUgvQ/s72-c/XF_ExTour_Web_240x180_hes%5B4%5D-734797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-552600479236055567</id><published>2009-05-10T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:00:42.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>こんにちは</title><content type='html'>9 may 2009&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZAI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to zai birthday which puteri set up.have a feast downtown east at sakura.eat all you can after payment.heh.there was everyone but yanie and su.understand understood.i wouldnt have gone neither because my pocket empty lah people.dah lah aku tak keje.sigh.tapi go ahead jugak.terime kasih lah bf,nanti saye treat awak pulak bile dah keje dah de income that is.sigh again.anyway it was fun.laugh laugh here and there.hehe.cupcakes sedap you,free.then proceed to marina barrage.actually wanted to pegi marina at keppel bay drive.but barrage i guess is nearer ke ape lah kan.as long as theres a group of friends together,its always fun.tapi ade seseorang itu kate keppel at marina lah pulak.ape dah.hehe.ooh ooh fetch yanie and su along the way.eh dah salah tuh.its fetch yanie and su di tepi jalan lah.hoho.and after menunaikan haji di barrage,kite di sah half-ji half-jah.ade lah seseorang tuh pun kate.belum 7 round nak setengah je eh,haus lah pulak semua pegi lah kite berangkat ke railway station bukan nk berangkat gi haji tapi nk legakan tekak lah pulak.ade ade je.tapi aku pun haus lah.kalau aku ade gamba aku upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**puteri kalau bace post nih.saye nak gamba.awak send lah kat email saye.saye mau saye mau deh.geeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sakura and i (:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-552600479236055567?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/552600479236055567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=552600479236055567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/552600479236055567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/552600479236055567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='こんにちは'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-7929509259265137149</id><published>2009-05-02T13:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:34:49.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new place found.</title><content type='html'>marina at keppel bay drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.streetdirectory.com/asia_travel/travel/travel_id_33723/travel_site_143488/" target="_blank"&gt;MAP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found a new place.thanks to reading shaz multiply.hahas.anyway we went only at 12am.so bf and me didnt actually spend a long time there but it is a beautiful place.if you wana go there go afternoon.nights good too if you want to lepak instead.and and carpark is after the bridge at the first right turn and then left on level 2.have fun finding.watch closely at the road signs because bf and i almost missed it but we go-stan by just a short distance.and if you must know too,it's way after the brani terminal and it's also after sentosa gateway.the entrance is after this two places.have fun finding i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;furnished woods i walk on (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-7929509259265137149?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/7929509259265137149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=7929509259265137149' title='0 Comments'/><link 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so good.you learn something of it actually you know.the story's like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="visible" id="tabMovie"&gt;When Shelly, a Playboy bunny, is tossed out of the mansion, she has nowhere to go until she falls in with the sorority girls from Zeta Alpha Zeta. The members of the sorority - who also have got to be the seven most socially clueless women on the planet - are about to lose their house. They need a dose of what only the eternally bubbly Shelley can provide... but they will each learn on their own to stop pretending to be what others want them to be and start being themselves".it's a must watch uber funny and sexy and philanthropic.you'll get it when you see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.watch-movies-links.net/movies/the_house_bunny/"&gt;The House Bunny.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what bird?hahas. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-7162529559925683527?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/7162529559925683527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=7162529559925683527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7162529559925683527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7162529559925683527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/04/movies.html' title='Movies.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-2892394553867911747</id><published>2009-04-29T16:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T16:52:29.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood: high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;i swear that youve been all that im thinking of.i even called my friends,"aizat".now im wondering what youre doing.and who youre thinking of.i wonder if its me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sugar on top please (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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life.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-8002489548053900855</id><published>2009-04-27T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:38:53.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my marvelous weekends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:agitated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;friday out with aizat and his bunch of jiwes to ecp.no handphone no pictures.apelah nasib.saturday pulak again with aizat this time supposingly wanted to survey for hot pink tees tapi end up chilling at esplanade till stomach moaned &amp;amp; we had to jalan jalan carik makan.sunday went out with ermm the ghost busters team.im serious.they're friends from the past.used to hang out with them until i was forbidden to by ex-bf.yeah.im more of rough than gentle.i maybe a lady but a sporting one at that.naik lorry boy.gerek pe ramai ramai.till another ghost hunting trip with the rest who couldnt make it aye.hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seaweed on toes (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-8002489548053900855?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/8002489548053900855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=8002489548053900855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;eeei sial ah.someone stole my skin.he has like the same background as me.lagik lagik kite kawan boy.tak mungkin lah aku nak sial sial gan kau pasal skin.tapi have your own sense of originality lah.takmu lah amik bekas orang.ape seh.tak masuk akal.buang mase je aku carik background nih.kau senang senang snatch.i suke sangat.amalkan selalu ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nak change skin ah!!eee geramm nye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-1005245760272365538?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/1005245760272365538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-5555411673270877245</id><published>2009-04-22T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:32:46.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:malas nak mampus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MORE I KNOW YOU,&lt;br /&gt;THE MORE I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you expect me to love you lesser but i dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;even if i lose you one day,&amp;amp; it hurts like one helluva punch,&lt;br /&gt;at least i know,i used to love you and i did it with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;the mistakes you made is already forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;god teaches us things that we're meant to learn along the way in life.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;one of it is to forgive &amp;amp; never to hold grudges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so BF.dont be the one to let me go cause i wont on you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-5555411673270877245?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/5555411673270877245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=5555411673270877245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5555411673270877245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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literally.cause physically it is me yg tak keje.wah.maaf kepade yg tersinggung.its still april lah awak.its not too late for april fool joke is it?FOOLED YALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suke!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-1176920471508585403?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/1176920471508585403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=1176920471508585403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/1176920471508585403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/1176920471508585403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/04/prev-prev-entry.html' title='Prev Prev Entry.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-7294269200394992165</id><published>2009-04-19T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:34:55.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sincerely.</title><content type='html'>Sincere Apology to Fiza.WE'RE SORRY OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;--END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i sucha letdown.i did try i swear i did.i just hate life or maybe just me bringing my ownself to such problems.i hate me just me for what always happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETDOWN ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-7294269200394992165?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/7294269200394992165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=7294269200394992165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7294269200394992165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7294269200394992165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/04/sincerely.html' title='Sincerely.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-58274186565356745</id><published>2009-04-13T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:36:19.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my future.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:uber bored.gees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;any of yall got interesting places to go to.cause im running out of ideas where to go with bf.i still have gmax reverse bungee to go to.tapi that one have to wait lah.no income babe.and i dont wana lean onto bf too much.not advisable lah gitu.and bintan have to wait too and i wana try jetski too.and first thing when i work imma finish my motor prac where i halfway left it hanging with intentions to give up.but after bf kinda talk abt it,imma continue.give me time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-58274186565356745?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/58274186565356745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=58274186565356745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/58274186565356745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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overcome.especially in love ive blindly fall.never biased not even to race or religion.yes i compare the past and the present.i dont deny that.but only because ive gone through so much i dont wana be falling yet again with the wrong person.so sick of being the victim so sick of being left &amp;amp; walk on.so sick of being used.why me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and life,what god has arranged and written in books for me.i go through it both in good and bad times.life gets harder and harder for each step i take.i await the day till im healthy and not sick once again.and being strong for even when people try to bring me down and say theyre only playing.with open ears i hear and listen.dont take it to hard.theyre only wasting my time and energy.be strong ana!i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-4371150024419914634?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/4371150024419914634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=4371150024419914634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4371150024419914634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4371150024419914634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-me.html' title='why me?'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-3488711581595094691</id><published>2009-04-07T15:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:55:14.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UP-dates.</title><content type='html'>current mood:angry x(&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;(040409)UBIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday date: ubin was uber fun.dier punye bunyi macam gini "wah!i nk lagi best nyer wah wah!".ok diam uh.it sounds so wrong but it feels so right.okay so there was so many dogs everywhere in ubin.imagine i was cycling with a "oh-so-happy" look planted on my face bile anjing nih lalu mcm takde pape tapi it was big just big enough to eat me up.oklah maybe not.i just feel claustrophobia ard dogs.taklah im just scared.enough said.tkmu terbawak-bawak eh awak.i felt like trapped in some island where one of the dogs there looks like a zombie.mcm kat movie ape tuh "28 weeks later" dah pandai boy.ehe.it feels something like that seram ah.tapi i got my "macho-macho man" to protect me,dah mcm shield.lols.oklah kadang-kadang.aizat terime kasih lah eh eh eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div id="scroll3" style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; WIDTH: 344px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid; HEIGHT: 263px"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 316px; HEIGHT: 286px" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/040409/040409ubin1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 313px; HEIGHT: 282px" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/040409/040409ubin2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 310px; HEIGHT: 343px" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/040409/040409ubin36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 314px; HEIGHT: 312px" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/040409/040409ubin17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 314px; HEIGHT: 310px" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/040409/040409ubin7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 311px; HEIGHT: 341px" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/040409/040409ubin21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;(060409)ECP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yelah padehal baru kelua,kelua lagik lah pulak.rindooo kot.hehe.terserempak hafiz seh kat macdonald.breakfast you.had big breakfast &amp;amp; bf had hotcakes.ohh padehal i could finish up the whole of my breakfast set on my own tapi aku nih agaknye dah biase lah penuhkan perut orang lain dulu.asal i had my first bites,the even bites i stuffed in bf mouth.menyumpah agaknye bf aku.eh okay ape dier gemuk,i suke orang gemuk ade babat abeh cute lah pulak tuh bile jalan.ahai.tapi dier tak nak lah pulak.agaknye because he really shrunk down a couple of pounds before he knew me and i mean alot.which for him we could say intensive training under army life.alah.it doesnt matter i love him back then when we were 17.and i still love him now at 21.i thanked god i had him at hello.or now wouldnt be.and i thanked god too,he asked me out or there wouldnt be all of this.i thanked god for the present.it was the best gift i ever received this year.insyallah to the year 2020.crossed my fingers,dont my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;WITH LOVE ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;(070409)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angry with dad &amp;amp; mom today.hate them alot.hate sounds too strong.lets just say i dont like them like really really really dont like them today.and ive decided to mute myself from them for a long time.dont ask why.i just dont wana talk to them.maknenye?takde makne lah bodoh.ooh anyway that rojak thingy at geylang,the one who passed away that lady shes my auntie.(innalillah wa'innalillah roji'un).and her husband is in the hospital sakit tenat.pitiful i tell you.why.they have kids.2 of them.1 of them goes to ngee ann poly.the other one a man going thru ns finishing in a year time.now that their mother is gone,lets pray for the father.for he to recover soon.its bad enough shes gone.lets just hope uncle's gona be okay.amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;PRAY-PRAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-3488711581595094691?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/040409/th_040409ubin1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-6894619790643994385</id><published>2009-04-02T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:51:39.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things you can learn about a guy in 10 mins.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:sleepy seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's a little something i got to share with the females:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How long he's been hanging out with his friends:&lt;/span&gt; A guy who has been friends with the same posse since he was 10 years old can certainly claim loyalty as one of his strong suits.But,you better like what you see,because he's probably not great with change.And be patient, because it will take a while for you to win his trust.If your date has buddies from all areas of his life i.e. college, the gym, work-dont be afraid to drag him to your cousin's wedding.He has no problem schmoozing strangers and adapts to new situations easily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Credit VS Cash:&lt;/span&gt; A guy who likes to flash his plastic craves status.He may be ambitious and confident. He'll reach his financial goals.If he always pays in cash,he's self-sufficient and independent,which might make him a difficult dude to corner. And if his wallet is dry?Heres a guy whos dependent on others to take care of him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;His bad habits:&lt;/span&gt; Gambling men are risk-takers, which can make them a lot of fun.But their over-the-top optimism that theyll come out ahead makes it difficult for them to face reality.Hard-core smokers tend to be anxious so it can be hard to pin them down for couple-time. And if he's a boozer,he could be hiding his insecurity behind his buzz.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;His communication style:&lt;/span&gt; When your date opts to email you rather than call he could be a hard nut to crack.The fact that he chooses a communication method that allows him to edit what he says signals that he might not want to show his true self.An IM addict craves your nonstop attention and needs that instant assurance that you're there for him. And the phone fan?He might be a little old-fashioned and likes to do things by the book. But,hes not afraid of intimacy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The clothes you wear that turn him on: &lt;/span&gt;If your fave T-shirt and jeans or a cute little sundress do more for him than your slinky black number,youre dating an earthy, laid-back guy who likes equally laid-back, low-maintenance chicks.A man who's wowed by a woman who likes to get dolled up in high-end designer duds places a high priority on prestige.He'll probably make a lot of money,but it also might play too important a role in his life.And a guy who wants a Carmen Electra-sexy girl on his arm is looking for an ego boost.He places a lot of value on being admired and envied.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If he always initiates sex: &lt;/span&gt;Does your guy jump your bones whenever, well, he gets a boner?He's probably confident in your mutual attraction.Surprisingly,however,he could also be on the conservative side and believe in traditional gender roles.As for the guy who waits for you to green-light him before making his move,he's likely to be an eager-to-please person or still healing a damaged ego from some serious rejection in his past.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Favorite tv shows: &lt;/span&gt;Take note if he parks himself in front of one sitcom after another.Here's a guy who uses humor to defuse stress&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.This can be a good thing,because he won't hold a grudge against you or lose his cool.But it also might be hard to get into a serious conversation with him,which can be frustrating as hell.The more you try to discuss something important, the more evasive he will become.A couch sleuth who's fascinated by &lt;i&gt;CSI&lt;/i&gt;-type shows,on the other hand,is analytical and thoughtful.He prides himself on his problem-solving abilities and will be there for you when you need support.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;His choice in underwear:&lt;/span&gt; Tightie-whities are the sign of a man whos proud of his equipment and how he uses it.The tighter they are,the more eager he is to show you his sexual skills and the less able he is to attune to your needs.Men who prefer donning boxers and boxer briefs might be less showy in bed,but they're more willing to keep the focus on you.And as for a guy who goes commando?He's a free spirit who's comfortable with his body.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;His sexual style: &lt;/span&gt;You can't judge a guy by one night in the sack (they get first-night jitters too), but a couple of booty calls can offer plenty of personality clues.If he's a 10-minute man,he's a Type A personality and very results-oriented,which can make him a little selfish..and not just in bed.On the other hand,a man who lavishes you with affection and spends hours hunting for your hot spots wants to connect with you on &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; levels and is generally a good communicator out of the bedroom as well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;His birth order:&lt;/span&gt; The oldest child is usually a responsible,take-charge kind of guy&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.If your babe is the baby of his brood,he's likely to be creative and a little rebellious.As for a middle man,he's a sensitive soul who needs loads of attention.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-6894619790643994385?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/6894619790643994385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=6894619790643994385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6894619790643994385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6894619790643994385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/04/10-things-you-can-learn-about-guy-in-10.html' title='10 things you can learn about a guy in 10 mins.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-139052377001702889</id><published>2009-03-31T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:14:51.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Current mood: agitated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;imagine,life without religion&lt;br /&gt;there will be no GOD,no miracles,no faith..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine,there has never been a war in history&lt;br /&gt;there will be no human rights,no humanity,Hitler would have had things his way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine,life without love&lt;br /&gt;there will be no peace,no respect,no excitement,no point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine,a world without animals&lt;br /&gt;what would we feed on,vegetables only?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine,clothings were never created&lt;br /&gt;there isnt any point to rate movies R21..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine,each human possess a superhero-like powers&lt;br /&gt;the world would be in turmoil,everyone is a villain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine,you cannot imagine&lt;br /&gt;imagine?whats thats!i cant imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-139052377001702889?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/139052377001702889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=139052377001702889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/139052377001702889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/139052377001702889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/03/imagine-this.html' title='Imagine this.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-6898696494727848518</id><published>2009-03-30T19:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:43:43.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PALE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;current mood:paranoid/down ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;so came back yesterday at 3pm.bintan was a 3days 2nights thingy.had not an entirely great time.but still there was some worth.first,it was paid for by first sister&amp;amp;husband.second ,there is no second reason.its just the first one.so i have 5 siblings but none i state none of them i am close too and none of them i ever consult my problems too.it has always been the jiwes.so thats why i said i didnt had no great time.it'd be better if i pay and i went with jiwes or bf instead.when i work ill wana treat my jiwes.theyre worth every single cent.theyre just priceless.expensive things that money cant buy.especially fiza.yah i used to dont like her and criticize her and stuff back then but back then was over.now its fiza,fika&amp;amp;yanie.one day okay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;"sometimes i wished i'd long be over.sometimes i wished what i had would die on me.sometimes i wished id disappear into thin air.sometimes i just dont wana be me.i wana run away and avoid and hide and whisper and cry and break down and drown myself in tears uncountable.sometimes is just not possible.i know it isnt.i smile and never looked behind on what keeps me down.i laugh and keep on laughing despite the agony im facing.i just dont wana faced it anymore,ive run out of colour.that explains why im pale most of the time eh.i wana give up but i cant.cause i made a promise to myself i wont and never will.its just something i have to go thru because i made plans for the future and it says im gonna lived way longer than expected and with the people i loved.i wana fall down and out but im stronger than this.let me prove to you my strength and how far i can go.let me do it at least i know i've tried and give it my all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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title='PALE.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-5749168199583640091</id><published>2009-03-27T02:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:49:27.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:drainedxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;yet another day with kak siti,kak yana &amp;amp; fiza.ok im too tired to post anything.let the pictures if they could they would have talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div id="scroll3" style="border: 1px solid ; 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;tmr im off to Bintan.imma missed bf alot although its still considered within singapore,i wana missed him that bad.ok.toodles.nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-5749168199583640091?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/5749168199583640091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=5749168199583640091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5749168199583640091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5749168199583640091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-again.html' title='Face again.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/face%20model/th_Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-7319895647840831533</id><published>2009-03-23T16:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:36:01.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>face model.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:ecstatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;face model went fine i guess.we turned out good in the end.of course it had to turned out good it solely depends on who's doing you and of course the other one had to be based on the make up quality.it's not about the price it's quality.so get it right.the one who did me was fiza's sister by the name yana.take note.she could be someone in the future.ehe.let the pictures do the talking.this was on friday the 20th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div id="scroll3" style="border: 1px solid ; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 300px;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 252px; height: 227px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/face%20model/DSC00258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 266px; height: 242px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/face%20model/DSC00255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 266px; height: 278px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/face%20model/DSC03469.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 272px; height: 271px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/face%20model/DSC03471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-7319895647840831533?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/7319895647840831533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=7319895647840831533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7319895647840831533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7319895647840831533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-model.html' title='face model.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/face%20model/th_DSC00258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-7677675517032096430</id><published>2009-03-23T16:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:38:30.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>check this out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;he's all over news if you havent heard of him,then dude or dudettes,you're seriously outdated.check him out.&lt;a href="http://www.garyng174.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Gary Ng.&lt;/a&gt;before he takes down the videos again.GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-7677675517032096430?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-4021538999137417575</id><published>2009-03-21T11:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:42:21.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;imma fly to the moon up high.grab a star write your name inside.tell the world that you are mine.hold you close to the end of time.your the treasure ive been searching for.a pretty boy that i adore.i dont ever wanna let you go.stay with me and our love will grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-4021538999137417575?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/4021538999137417575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=4021538999137417575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4021538999137417575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4021538999137417575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/03/current-moodloved-imma-fly-to-moon-up.html' title='shh.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-4514025135302367122</id><published>2009-03-21T03:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:15:40.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jgn byk comment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:smbrg lah eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson Feat Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;The Way You Make Me Feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XbxsADJnsUE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XbxsADJnsUE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-4514025135302367122?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/4514025135302367122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=4514025135302367122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4514025135302367122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4514025135302367122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/03/jgn-byk-comment.html' title='jgn byk comment.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-4489009072464019829</id><published>2009-03-17T12:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T16:52:50.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im yours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:unwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;"im your girl.your my man.promise to love you the best i can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is remarkable.what it can do to us.&lt;br /&gt;have us all weak in the knees.create a million of feelings inside us.&lt;br /&gt;wandering around like crazy.begging our internal organs for more.&lt;br /&gt;but one thing about love,love is unexplainable.if it happens,it happens.&lt;br /&gt;if it doesnt im sure it will one day.i cant guarantee that we'll be there together forever.but when i had you at hello that day,i wanna make it last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wana take you for granted.i dont wana leave you in the lurch.&lt;br /&gt;even if you dont wana share nor tell,i'd still wana be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;i just want you to know i dont wana be just your gf anytime.&lt;br /&gt;i wana be your friend whenever too.up or down,happy or sad,&lt;br /&gt;even if you're home,hurt i'll come down just so i could be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;i'll sacrifice and give up if it makes you happy,it makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;sincerely and faithfully im deeply in love with you even if we're only new.&lt;br /&gt;i just want you to know that but sometimes i'd rather keep it low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;A LOUD SHOUTOUT TO MOTHER:&lt;br /&gt;"HAPPY 58TH BIRTHDAY AND MORE TO COME (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for bringing me up,for taking care of me when i was very very sick.for giving me everything i needed.for tolerating me this past twenty years.i know it's been hard with dad.who hasnt been contributing at all and only cares about his stupid stupid car.if i get to live thru this mother,i'd swear i'll look after you and grandma.i'd swear i'd give you the best home.i'd swear i'll always be there.i know i wouldnt be able to stop the hurt.but i know i wana make it better for you.im holding on so please YA ALLAH give her the strength to do so.amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-4489009072464019829?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/4489009072464019829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=4489009072464019829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4489009072464019829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4489009072464019829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-yours.html' title='im yours.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-7121726688370296165</id><published>2009-03-16T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:11:39.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;SFB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tEhEriOGTD0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misses dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-7121726688370296165?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/7121726688370296165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=7121726688370296165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7121726688370296165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7121726688370296165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/03/current-moodcold.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-7672045761963202731</id><published>2009-03-15T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:51:45.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unplanned.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:uber tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;an unplanned date out with you know who (saturday 14.03.2009).as if im dating "Voldermot" from "Harry Potter".met his bunk friend for a movie double date which tak menjadi.takleh angs seh dgn heels mcm nk telan mentos cabut heels je.then skipped over to puteri's place,her bf,zai accident moto.scram you kalau bkn scram takpe.tuh time nk amik puteri tak salah,right?nk kasih present puteri yg hp nokia tuh 5800.tau aje.kaypoh a'uzubillah.girls will be girls.ehe.anyway,hope he gets well soon.okay pe mc.tapi no work no pay no claim.paycheck kurang 3hari agaknye.eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr jogging and swimming at 1500 hours.wah.penat loh.uh-oh.i lost 2kg.previous was 57kg and now a 55kg.okay if i dont wake up campak je galah rumah aku tuh.tembus tingkap.nasib ah kalau pecah.kalau tak campak tuh pokok-pokok father gua tanam kat corridor.kalau father balik luh tunggu mati aje.teehee.okaylah if i keep on posting it'll be a story yg tak mengene-gene dgn story aku.makin panjang je story aku.eh eh eh.okaylah bye.see you again tmr if i have anything to update lah kalau tak nasib uh.tc readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-7672045761963202731?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/7672045761963202731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=7672045761963202731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7672045761963202731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7672045761963202731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/03/unplanned.html' title='unplanned.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-4571351786416009904</id><published>2009-03-14T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:52:45.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fiza peh idea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:horny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt; xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;thursday (13.03.2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look pretty on thursday.thanks to kakak fiza.she's learning her way to being a professional make-up artist.and fiza pulak suggest why dont you use ana's face.best uh fiza.i suke.you mcm tau i suke je bende-bende gini.i love fiza.anyway,i nk pictures yang you took of me.send me kat msn eh.jangan lupe.i sayang you many many.pastuh dangdangdang.takleh cerite.*mimi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/SbsbkE-0cdI/AAAAAAAAAP0/tIWdU5YRGKI/s1600-h/DSC03434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/SbsbkE-0cdI/AAAAAAAAAP0/tIWdU5YRGKI/s320/DSC03434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312870492040098258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*uh-oh i cut my hair 1 week ago.ehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-4571351786416009904?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/SbsbkE-0cdI/AAAAAAAAAP0/tIWdU5YRGKI/s72-c/DSC03434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-341198802971332450</id><published>2009-03-12T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:29:25.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nih kelakar lah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:sakit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;stole this from elyne peh post.i think it's true tapi my bf is like the other way round.hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;table class="EC_MsoNormalTable" style="width: 100%;" width="100%" border="1" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Perkara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Sebelum Kahwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Selepas Kahwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;1. ANGKATKAN             BEG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Come sayang,             let me carry the bag 4 u. Kesian u... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Beg u pun u             malas nak bawa. Lain kali jangan bawa beg ah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;2. TERSUNGKUR             BATU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;'Sayang, intan             payung, you ok tak darling? Bodoh punye batu!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Jln betul2 la!             Buta ke? Mata letak kat mana? Pantat? Batu tu macam besar pun tak             nampak! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;3. PAKAI SEXY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Lawanye u pakai             baju ni. Seksi! Turn on I, macam nak gigit-gigit you sekarang             jugak! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;'Ni ape ni,             tetek terjojol, nampak longkang! Dengan babat berlipat-lipat! Tak             malu eh?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;4. MANJA DI             PUBLIC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Manjanye syg i             ni. Cium sikit sayang! Firm nye pantat you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Oi! Org tgk ah!             Tunggu balik rumah bole tak? Tak malu eh orang tengok?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;5. KEMPUNAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;U nak makan             burger ramly? Ok, besok i masuk JB belikan eh syg.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Burger McDonald             pun sama pe! Jgn cerewet ah! Makan je! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;6. KECANTIKAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Cantik nye you             hari ni. Eye shadow you lawa la! Berseri-seri muka you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Ape ni make up             mcm tepung gomak? Wayang pekji pun kalah tau! Bulan2 asyik beli             make up je! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;7. KEKAYAAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;U takde bnyk             duit pun, i tetap syg u. Kekayaan tk menjanjikan kebahagiaan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Tu la, dulu tak             nak blajar betul2. Skrg baru nak menyesal! Duit tong sampah bulan             ni camne? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;8. SEX &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Kalau kita             kawin, hari2 i nak main dgn u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Eh, i penat             tau! Ingat i robot ke? Gatal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;9. KESABARAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Sudahlah syg, jgn merajuk. Sorry eh Sayang. Memang salah I. I ni matahir tak guna! Jangan merajuk lagi ye Sayang. I minta maaf. Maafkan i eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Salah you, you nak suruh I cakap Sorry! Banyak cantik muka you! Dah buat salah tak nak mengaku. Tau nak merajuk je. Awak punye pasal ah! Tak kuasa aku! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;10. MASAKAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Sedapnye u             masak (walaupun tak sedap) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Mak u tak ajar             masak ke? Ni Nasi lemak ke nasi basi? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;11. DUIT NO             PROBLEM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Syg, kita mkn             dekat restoran mahal tu eh? Mahal takpe lah, skali skala... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Mak oi! Pe             mahal! Da la! Mee grg mamak pak kassim lagi sedap. Tak mau ah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;12. LUV PEGI             LUV BALIK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Bye syg, I luv             u too. Muaks! Miss u lah syg. (Padahal smlm baru jumpe) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Ah, ok bye! Tak             bole lah. Kawan i ade ni! Bye la bye la! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;13. PENGORBANAN             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Takpe Sayang, I             tak kisah. I sanggup buat apa saja untuk you. I fetch you later eh?             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;You ni, takde kepala otak ke yang I ni penat baru balik kerja. Apa salahnya you balik sendiri. Manja sangat ah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;14. JUMPA             LAMBAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Takpe Sayang..             Asalkan you selamat sampai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Takpe la. Da             biasa da! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 20.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="20%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;15. BUANG ANGIN             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 41.36%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="41%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;You kentot eh             sayang? Hehehehehe! Cute la you ni! *cubit-cubit* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 37.42%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="37%"&gt;             &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Franklin Gothic Medium';"&gt;Oi, asal bole             kentot je eh! *pukul-pukul badan*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-341198802971332450?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/341198802971332450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=341198802971332450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/341198802971332450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/341198802971332450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/03/nih-kelakar-lah.html' title='nih kelakar lah.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-151921302767149808</id><published>2009-03-12T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:55:22.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lil something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:hyper-sugar-rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;it takes two to create that bond.no contracts just something from the heart.i used to said i'll never fall in love ever again.and yet i did.i failed in falling in love again.but does that count?and loving too much seems to be a problem but loving lesser make problem to even bigger problems.then what amount of love is the correct value of love?i always ask myself this.it gets complicated the more youre in too deep.because i always give my all for love.i dedicate and commit myself to it like it's my baby.yes im deep.im scared to be in love.i say it all.i stand so strong for love but i,myself am not that sure.the "what if's".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whispers: (let me in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-151921302767149808?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/151921302767149808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=151921302767149808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/151921302767149808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/151921302767149808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/03/lil-something.html' title='a lil something.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-1337403905060409873</id><published>2009-03-11T01:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T01:47:19.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sagittarius&amp;Gemini.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Opposites sometimes do attract and you and your Gemini lover are opposite each other in the zodiac circle. Both of you emphasize communication, education and all types learning pursuits. You both prefer to be active, versatile, and spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, however, have a wider reach in your vision and loftier goals than your Gemini lover who stays closer to home, both mentally and physically. Your exalted vision and global perspective expands into cultures far and wide, and you probably have airline mileage to prove it. You partner's travel, however, is more inclined to be more like commuting on a day-to-day basis within the structure of their everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini is interested in information in the immediate neighborhood and interactive encounters with people on an everyday basis, where you are attracted toward big-thinking philosophies and developing long-range plans. You may discover that your partner gets on your nerves because they always seem to be talking, even when they have nothing important to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, your fire mixes well with your partner's air. You each add a perspective that the other lacks. You make a great work or play team, but you can be a little scattered, so it is necessary for at least one of you to maintain a solid footing in your daily affairs. Playful and alive, you can certainly spark chemistry between you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-1337403905060409873?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/1337403905060409873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=1337403905060409873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/1337403905060409873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/1337403905060409873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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messages nor calls from bf (slenge bacin lah aku nih kan).hopefully tomorrow they reconnect.came down with high fever today.played rain yesterday.never wash hair come back.then end up sakit kuat.hahas.taklah sial aje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry syafikah.i didnt received your message.i only got to know thru fieza seh kat msn.bile you wana go shopping?pape you leave offline message kat msn if i tak reply kat hp.as you see and as you read,i seek your corporation.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crossed fingers&amp;amp;hairs&amp;amp;toes,bf dont work on saturday and dont rain too please.*(give me face lah asal kelua gan die je hujan.tapi i love rain except moto and rain dont go together.unless its motoboat.yeah.it runs on water.vrroom!).k lame.diam ah na.alah.eheh.this is when people get bored they talked to themselves.i,on the other hand,not crazy just sick.(yeah.[like those nigga make it sound.tarik-tarik punye]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-3751599474873153110?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/3751599474873153110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=3751599474873153110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/3751599474873153110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/3751599474873153110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/03/geram-seh.html' title='Geram seh.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-1963462345659460514</id><published>2009-03-08T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:35:09.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:super suke xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;i dont wana kiss and tell on my dates with aizat of how it went and what time i come home.but im saying now,i had a terrible day but a wonderful date and he makes my day every saturday.thats when i await what i want most to recover my one week without him.yes friends.i love him alot,take note of that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh anyway,had a family lunch date at FURAMA HOTEL.or high tea they,the rich and famous call it.4 star okay.(jangan action ah wana).alah once in a while.not everyday i get to show off sehs.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway all in all,yesterday and today was well spent.tmr yet another date with fieza for that jogging session.eh fieza,kejut i eh at 93o eh.pastuh kan take note i takleh jalan cepat cepat.i jatuh seh kat dalam longkang.sakit seh but when i fell,i got back up and walked like it didnt hurt but it does,it really does.dohlat,org kate.taknak bilang kenape tapi i cerite kan you when we meet tmr.yay.i miss you,miss you (:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-1963462345659460514?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-6616896746327625959</id><published>2009-03-07T13:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:13:37.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jiwes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:extremely exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMAG0159.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/IMAG0159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet again another post to my Jiwe's.i know that we're a bit cocked up nowadays.but please get it right soon possibly because i miss you guys.i love hanging out and talking "rubbish chute" with you all.so forgive her because she has her reasons.if we're her jiwe,and we've been there for always why should we risked cutting her out just because she lied time and time again.yeah it's wrong but i've put myself in her position.i feel what she felt.it's hard.do forgive her okay.i love you guys from the tip of my toes to the last strand of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-6616896746327625959?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/6616896746327625959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=6616896746327625959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6616896746327625959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6616896746327625959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/03/jiwes.html' title='Jiwes.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-989889355203916952</id><published>2009-03-03T19:45:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:15:42.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st march 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood: shy/excited!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRST A BIG SHOUTOUT TO HAZREEL HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY WISH YOU THE FUCKING BEST OF LUCK IN YOUR LIFE AND A LONG HAPPY RELATIONSHIP WITH AMNAA (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND ANOTHER SHOUTOUT TO KAMAL &amp;amp; HALIM &amp;amp; PUTERI TOO HAPPY BIRTHDAYS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;sunday (01.03.2009):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div id="scroll3" style="border: 1px solid ; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 300px;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 354px; height: 294px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/010309/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 361px; height: 308px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/010309/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 347px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/010309/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 331px; height: 323px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/010309/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 518px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/010309/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 342px; height: 369px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/010309/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 348px; height: 473px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/010309/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 341px; height: 457px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/010309/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 349px; height: 615px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/010309/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 437px;" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/010309/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with aizat yet again.sent me home today at 7 in the morning and picked me up again at 12 noon.search for something at vivo.which i chosed.he paid.then met up his other jiwe friends.there was (lemme see if i can remember all of them) puteri&amp;amp;zai, halim&amp;amp;hafiz, su&amp;amp;yani, hisham&amp;amp;elise and hidayah&amp;amp;kamal,right? so i didnt talked that much because i dont know them that well what.you cant blamed me im shy by nature.cant help it.ehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so proceed to arcade.then hang around.then accompany puteri to withdraw cash out,i cant possibly stay with the guys what.it'll be so fucking awkward.so i just followed the girls.then "smokey-smokey" the whole bunch accompanied.fucking sweet.like all for one,one for all.best kan!then proceed back up to the arcade hang around again then around four went in for early dinner at Seoul Garden (TM).then finally we couldnt stuff it in anymore,we proceed to the back and had again another "smokey-smokey" session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last stop was cineleisure.level 9.E2MAX or something like that.best lah.i never went there before.i dont even know level 9 existed.gees.left at 9.15pm, aizat had to book in.pity him seh.it's been a long time since he last hang out with them.thats the reason why im not gonna follow this sunday to puteri's house.because im only gona cut short his times with his friends.i understand how it feels to not have enough time spend because mostly you're serving this bloody nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aizat jiwe friends was a nice bunch.they were friendly and obviously kaki gerek.i like lah.till the next outing with yall (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo129/prettyblessed/010309/th_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-7463803953755633448</id><published>2009-02-28T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T15:22:04.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain Entry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:extremely bored xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;ohla ohla (: yah im extremely bored while typing this sentence.but i have a smile on my face eh?happy go lucky what right.even if a friend of mine seems to talked abt boring stories i swear i dont wanna hear,i still go on hearing it.hey im good at reading people face and body language.i dont try to hard to get on their sides in fact i never tried to be.i just be me.then if you're a close friend of mine,you wont really mind my coarse languages and behaviour.but if you're not, you'll prolly hate me alot.mesti punye.obviously im very sarcastic but fun and easy going as well if you know me too much.huahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss hanging with my bffs not jiwes eh.ive been like spending my life almost everyday with you guys.i just miss the fact that i dont see my bffs that often anymore.me,nana&amp;amp;hazreel.i miss the stupidest times, the lousy days and silly moments with them.i miss bowling.bowling sure is our favourite because we're able to put stupid name.and the ugly faces we used to show each other.especially the gossips that spreads like wildfire.hazreel will be the "very kecoh" one.wah.mcm "aunty aunty" lah although hazreel he's a boy.eh no.man i mean.he is serving ns now.huahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'll be seeing them sooner.before nana takes off to mekka.miss them a huge lot.like huge BIG lot. xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-7463803953755633448?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/7463803953755633448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=7463803953755633448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7463803953755633448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/7463803953755633448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/02/plain-entry.html' title='Plain Entry.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-4689850207574554721</id><published>2009-02-26T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T23:25:25.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Go Lucky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:okaylah/boh tahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;my 1st aunty called me and asked me to come over.i told her i cant.i have appointments with my friends.but somehow i gave in and came over.i ended up taking care of grandmother.i do love grandmother but sometimes she purposely makes me come down.i know she's scared of being left home alone but my 2nd aunty also coming over what.because my 1st aunty she has to take her husband down to alexandra hospital for his weekly therapy session every thursday.then somehow, just before they were going to leave me and grandmother,my 2nd aunty came along.so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my 1st aunty brought me along to uncle therapy session.yeah.changed of plan.but i did came back to her house again.and entertain grandmother for while before heading to Jurong Stadium for that jogging session.me,pika&amp;amp;fiza.we werent exactly jogging.more to walking but not power walking.we gave up after 4 rounds right.fiza had a stomach pain which is only on one side.which is i know can be quite painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so whatever,whatever.we have a lot of catching up to do.so talked &amp;amp; talked &amp;amp; talked.then finished.like that ah my today story went off.someday we meet up not under sessions but under dates okay?hee.love you all to fuckened pieces of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-4689850207574554721?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/4689850207574554721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=4689850207574554721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4689850207574554721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4689850207574554721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-go-lucky.html' title='Happy Go Lucky!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-1234447899950570264</id><published>2009-02-25T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:09:34.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shits happen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood:worried/scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;its weird how i can get in this mess.how i can be so normal abt it and not worry my secret wont be let out of the bag.thats why i dont wanna tell.its fear.im in a very complicated state.its not only hard to understand me but its also hard having to go thru this.everyone eyeing me wherever i go.grab me out of nowhere.i'll be dead the next moment you see me.would be in the papers.i can lose my friends because of this.my stories is getting way out of hand.out of control.im gona make a very good script writer.if this really opens up &amp;amp; i end up losing my friends in this game.lets be safe not sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-1234447899950570264?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-1343743244955757094</id><published>2009-02-24T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:04:17.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im unedible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;current mood: sucky to the core/paranoid ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;i have so many things to settle.and yes its bugging me most of the time.i do wana opened up to my friends.but sometimes it's clearly hard.smiling is easy and putting up a strong front is as easy too.it's controlling what's inside is hard.im struggling sometimes even when i cracked multiple times of jokes with my friends.im surrounded by people who makes me laugh and sometimes laughing is how i hide my tears.laughing so hard makes me cry.it's definitely not something to laugh about.but it can temporarily make the hurt and the pain stop.im on suicidal mode.i know my friends wana be there for me like i've always been there for them.i just dont like to be a burden to them.so yeah lets just say.certain things are just unexplainable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-1343743244955757094?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/1343743244955757094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=1343743244955757094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/1343743244955757094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/1343743244955757094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-edible.html' title='im unedible.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-794066979479852377</id><published>2009-02-21T09:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T09:12:31.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping Today (:</title><content type='html'>Camping today with bf. I like. Tell you details when i come back tmr. But if it's personal, it's "i dont kiss &amp;amp; tell" like i used to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra-excited! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-794066979479852377?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/794066979479852377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=794066979479852377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/794066979479852377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/794066979479852377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/02/camping-today.html' title='Camping Today (:'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-4963864450600395075</id><published>2009-02-17T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T02:45:31.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Before &amp; After.</title><content type='html'>A day before valentines was friday, went out with bf.a pre-celebration since he couldnt make it on valentines day itself.i didnt want to celebrate valentines.it's his idea.to sentosa, just us on skyride.its awesome except i was shouting so loud i could barely hear bf speaks.its scary at high point.seriously it is.i and bf even took out our slippers out for a reason.only why we should hold on to it instead of wear because the slippers there are damn expensive to fork out our money on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day after that, he booked out to spent time with his friends but end up again with me.always on his side.went to bugis searching for his mp3 earphones which he bought only 2 months ago now is spoiled.reasons he made up was "NS &amp;amp; WOODS &amp;amp; MP3-dont go together".yeah right.hot pink or light pink earphones?i pick, he decides, i pay, his money and he uses it.wish we dont hafta come back there to yet again buy another piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**Bf's gonna sell his RXZ to change for a TZM.arghh.i dont like.sigh.gees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bid him "gdnight" xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-4963864450600395075?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/4963864450600395075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=4963864450600395075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4963864450600395075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4963864450600395075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-before-after.html' title='A Day Before &amp; After.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-8382700503982552222</id><published>2009-02-13T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T01:47:20.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Full.</title><content type='html'>The weekdays i spent has always been with either yanie or fiza. Hey they're fun okay. Hang out and talk rubbish and share stuff that we never used to share. It's cool. I felt they're more closer to me compared to somebody. So if i were to remember somebody one day, they would be the first. Jiwe lah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends to spare bf. Has been warned. No friends on weekends. Its only gonna be me and you. Sweet lah bf. Phewitt!! Love you too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huahua (:(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-8382700503982552222?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/8382700503982552222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=8382700503982552222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/8382700503982552222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/8382700503982552222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-full.html' title='So Full.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-6029965619550551749</id><published>2009-02-09T01:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:27:37.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07.02.09</title><content type='html'>It's Feb. And 14 is V-Day. Im not really into V-Day and stuff. I went out with Bf (saturday). Had dinner at LJS at Parkway Parade which we packed and brought over to ECP. And then i thought he wanted to shift somewhere around that area too. I mean he did shift place. We shifted all the way to Mount Faber Park. He wanted to sit way inside. But i kinda turn him down. I'd rather sit somewhere near the exit where i feel safe knowing that the carpark is just a few metres away. I had FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reserved for Y-O-U xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-6029965619550551749?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/6029965619550551749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=6029965619550551749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6029965619550551749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6029965619550551749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/02/070209.html' title='07.02.09'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-4827904135933246272</id><published>2009-02-06T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:21:32.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos.</title><content type='html'>Scenario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiance family didnt hate her nor like but accepted her. Fiance's mom treated her so good. She even welcomes her to stay with us. Fiance's family thought always of others first. She didnt have a place to stay as her mum live in another side of Singapore. Take a ferry and you're there. After a few weeks passed, fiance's sister engagement ring worth of 2.5k was missing. Not to accused fiance fiancee but fiance's mom had a gut feeling it was her. She was therefore questioned first. She claims she didnt took it. Her fiance backed her up. And then fiance had a gut feeling too but he didnt questioned. Fiance didnt want to pressure her somemore. And one day, fiance's fiancee came back from work with a lovebite on her neck. Fiance raged with anger and shouted at her, "You go away and dont come back here again!!!". Fiancee do as told (she was wrong, she knew). And then came back to the fiance sister's missing engagement ring. Fiance called and asked his so called ex-fiancee, "I know you took it you admit now or we report it to the police". And ex-fiancee was so scared she finally owns up. Fiance's mom said "I told you so". Ex-fiancee cried and profusely apologised but that didnt end there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, i was fiance's little sister. Im as pissed as my brother and mom and the whole family. We took her in and this is what we get back in return. It pissed me off only because i was her hook. She hooked me into believing she has changed but she hasnt. I feel guilty for not siding with my family. I even regarded her as a sister i never had who could talk and entertain me. But look i just got conned from someone who i thought was nice but i guess she's not that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all mom taught me to forgive and let go. Yes i do. But it hurts to see mom cried because when you make her trip, i tripped too. It hurts because of all people and family, this had to happen to us. But life has made us see, we cannot always be nice. It's not advisable. I trusted you and you make use of us. Thanks ah eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother-F #$@%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-4827904135933246272?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/4827904135933246272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=4827904135933246272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4827904135933246272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4827904135933246272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/02/chaos.html' title='Chaos.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-168860348314399830</id><published>2009-02-02T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:27:53.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31.01.09-Saturday</title><content type='html'>Went out with him watch "Chingay". Didnt stay long. Too crowded. Bumped into Key, Fie, Fiza and a couple of others. I saw Zaf and Shawn as well with the crew. Wanted to approach and say 'HI' but they looked like they're in a hurry so i didnt. Took off to Parkway Parade, wanted to eat LJS but upon reaching 'Shop Closed' for the day lah. So again took off to ECP. Had BK instead. His treat. I like. The plural of kiss we had at the 'POCH!' was amazing. i like (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bond xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-168860348314399830?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/168860348314399830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=168860348314399830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/168860348314399830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/168860348314399830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/02/310109-saturday.html' title='31.01.09-Saturday'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-2945164021819870424</id><published>2009-01-31T12:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T09:50:23.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chingay (:</title><content type='html'>wuhoo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to Chingay today with Bf. Wasnt supposed to go out with him cause i told him off. I told him to go out with his friends because you and me just got together and by spending less time with your friends would cause you to ship further away from those 'J' (JIWE OR LIFE) friends of his which would cause me in other words, totally means 'i stole him'. So no no, i dont want that. But having to be the the most goodest understanding gf of his, he said his friends are to meet him on Sunday and i to be bring forward to today. I feel like a piece of schedule now, you know. He may not show his love to me but somehow, looking through his eyes made me see. I have the whole day with him yeh yeh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomly stating, it's so tiring to keep up to your friends sometimes. Like mum said, 'it's so easy to have loads of laughing friends but it's hard to find those lots of 'when you're sad,they'll be there for you' friends'. I keep up to them cause as tired as im when i have one of those mother-f days, i dont want them to feel as though they dont have nobody to lean on. No one is not great. Even if in the end you die alone, you still want people to go to your funeral. As a spirit, you would want your loved ones to send you off, right? I expect nothing in return cause as tired as im, i love my friends sincerely and this i do not only to keep up but frankly, i care so much. I just want yall to be happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fret, i'll always be here xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-2945164021819870424?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/2945164021819870424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=2945164021819870424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/2945164021819870424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/2945164021819870424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/01/chingay.html' title='Chingay (:'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-1177736146453059547</id><published>2009-01-23T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:41:39.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby got back (:</title><content type='html'>He's back. Wuhoo! I woke up today with a message on my handphone which at first i swear i didnt wanna read. But i got this hunched saying that it could be him. So yeh, it's HIM. Damn! I swear i missed him a huge lot (: I shall emphasized again why i missed bf so much because he's out in the woods camping for 6 days a 24km journey with no reception. So now you know. Don't ask me where he went. He's an NS man, what do you expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting him later. He's picking me up at 7pm. Ooh i just can't wait. I even had myself preparing which clothes i wanna wear later, a few days ago. &amp;amp; what hairstyle. Yeh! Yeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-1177736146453059547?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/1177736146453059547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=1177736146453059547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/1177736146453059547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/1177736146453059547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-got-back.html' title='Baby got back (:'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-5222408453166132391</id><published>2009-01-21T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T01:45:59.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday.</title><content type='html'>Out with my brother's fiance. Although we dont clicked most of the time, today pushed the relationship to something good. She lied to brother she's going her auntie house and i lied to momma i'm going out with yanty. Sneaked out separately. Met under my void deck and took off together via cab to Arab Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shisha for god knows how many hours. Had strawberry and grape. Similar taste actually more to cant tell the difference. Freaking LOL. And then when we'd actually had enough of shisha-ing, we cabbed to Tampines mall. Shopped for purse and clothes. But the best was the food. Gorging ourselves with delicacies till we couldnt anymore. Hang out for awhile before proceeding home. Separate ways. She to auntie house and i back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, we dont clicked like sisters but we share the same kind and ways of life. One day i'll repay her. She's so nice sometimes. I never had a sister that treats me the way she does. I cant clicked with my blood sister. We dont share the bond even if it's thicker than water. Ooh, another great news, i'm enrolling myself to Class 2B soon. X1-R or maybe Scrambler. Yeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday has past. 2 more days till boyfriend's back. I missed his goodnight's. Today meeting Yanie at night. Passing my time as fast as i possibly could. I wish i could lost track of time but it's not possibly human anymore. So boyfriend, be back soon cause i wanna be around you, not that i'm clingy or anything or am i? hahahs. No. I just missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing You xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-5222408453166132391?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/5222408453166132391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=5222408453166132391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5222408453166132391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/5222408453166132391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-94388953428580221</id><published>2009-01-19T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:47:42.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick kiss.</title><content type='html'>He booked out of camp on saturday (17jan) just so he could spend that short time with me before he's 6 days camping in the woods which happens to be the next day. It's on short notice but i know if i dont see him, i too will missed him that much. I do actually now. I'm actually down with fever. My fingers as im typing this paragraph seems to be tightening. No reception to further add on. No hearing from him this 6 days is a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sent me back at 8pm at the usual "sending off" area. But what enlightened me after that was the two quick kiss. HE KISSED ME. Unexpectedly and surprisingly, he left me in a quite shocking state. Yeah. I still can't believe he kissed me. Quick and silent. Ohh! Yes Ame, you are seeing love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-94388953428580221?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/94388953428580221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=94388953428580221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/94388953428580221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/94388953428580221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/01/quick-kiss.html' title='Quick kiss.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-925274833137044056</id><published>2009-01-15T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:08:03.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B!</title><content type='html'>B! I yearned for some delicious cadbury chocolate fudge brownie. In malay, "B! I mengidam, i mengidam cadbury chocolate fudge brownie". He replied, "Okay later i buy for you but not today lah when i get out of camp &amp;amp; i'll stuff it in your mouth!". I like. He's in camp at Tekong, no reception somemore. I missed him. Aku rindu kau lah seh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, to add further he's camping in the woods for 6 days in Tekong again. That's as simple as saying 1 week. Ohh my! I'll see you next week i guess. Oh should i say next 2 weeks. Oh well, worth the wait (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-925274833137044056?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/925274833137044056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=925274833137044056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/925274833137044056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/925274833137044056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/01/b.html' title='B!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-6857554159848329431</id><published>2009-01-11T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:07:13.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; Yes,</title><content type='html'>met at 17 got together at 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prepared? YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.47am/110109 (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-6857554159848329431?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/6857554159848329431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=6857554159848329431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6857554159848329431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6857554159848329431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes.html' title='&amp; Yes,'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-1748309022250977882</id><published>2009-01-10T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T09:52:24.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Little Thing.</title><content type='html'>I want the time to stand still. I want you to not stop hugging me. I want you to start kissing me. I want you to know you can lean on me. I want you to know that i can be the shoulder you wanna cry onto. I want you to know i never stop loving you. How great love could be if we could meet in dreams. How great it could be if i could teleport myself. How love could make me feel something explode inside of me with a greater force than push. What love has given me is much more than thank you's and sorry's. It's the time and it's the heart. The pulse that keeps on beating faster and faster the moment i see you. The smile i cant seems to control when im in front of you. I just want you to know of my crazy little thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with simplify love xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-1748309022250977882?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/1748309022250977882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=1748309022250977882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/1748309022250977882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/1748309022250977882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/01/crazy-little-thing.html' title='Crazy Little Thing.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-4065722582900151170</id><published>2009-01-04T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:08:46.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>03.01.2009</title><content type='html'>The date which started at six in the evening yesterday(3jan) . Ended today at seven in the morning. Here are the places we went to, from town to tampines giant to pasir ris park to home. Only a few places which by the way, you can count with your fingers. You only need six seconds to spare-'n'-tertain me. The longest time was when we sat at Pasir Ris carpark. Chit-chatting.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/a3/a3c13afa12ac63a189d3b05e8ac13eef.gif" border="0" alt="MyHotComments.com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"I know this is something more than crush. I know there is something you wanna tell me. I know that i feel the same way too. I know this is it. I know you know what i'm talking about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill Me In (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-4065722582900151170?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/4065722582900151170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=4065722582900151170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4065722582900151170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4065722582900151170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/01/03012009.html' title='03.01.2009'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-6553767299794019104</id><published>2009-01-03T13:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T09:51:52.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01.01.2009</title><content type='html'>Had a marvelous time with Aizat on new year. Counted down at marina bay. The place was fully crowded. Different races &amp;amp; definitely a lot of matreps. Thats for sure. So we sat at the long yet wide staircase which after 4 hours before countdown it was lesser until as the time grew more and more closer the place was already jam-packed. FYI, this was actually my bloody first time watching the fireworks because in the past years i rarely go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely memorable. Didnt took any pics but as i recall, i had the fireworks video-ed. But that night was the night i thought it would never be. But it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely out to all Singaporeans but since im not racist lets make it out to all around the world. Be it whatever your concept in life is and whatever style you have or who you are. Be it my friends, relatives or my die-hard haters, i'd love to wish you all a freaking happy new year &amp;amp; maybe in this year, we'd all have better lucks.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that i dont know what i should add somemore. Lets just say, "TO THE FUTURE, CHEERS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3Cheers (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-6553767299794019104?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/6553767299794019104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=6553767299794019104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6553767299794019104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6553767299794019104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2009/01/01012009.html' title='01.01.2009'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-2306606471950535587</id><published>2008-12-29T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:07:51.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27.12.08</title><content type='html'>Had a funtastic date trip day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3pm:&lt;br /&gt;Went cycling with A till 6.40pm at ECP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7pm:&lt;br /&gt;Had nowhere to go so drop by Marine Parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8pm:&lt;br /&gt;Reached Downtown East Ehub! Cathay, booked "Bedtime Stories" at 1140pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;815pm:&lt;br /&gt;Went off to Changi Beach to chill while waiting for 1140pm slot show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1140pm:&lt;br /&gt;Movie start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120am:&lt;br /&gt;Movie finishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2am:&lt;br /&gt;To West Coast Park, chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;630am:&lt;br /&gt;Reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delighted (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-2306606471950535587?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/2306606471950535587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=2306606471950535587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/2306606471950535587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/2306606471950535587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2008/12/271208.html' title='27.12.08'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-4251355049851163875</id><published>2008-12-22T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:37:17.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muse me.</title><content type='html'>A&amp;i went out AGAIN on last Saturday. 2 days ago to be exact. Definitely something to love to daydream about. Hoohoo. We went to Vivo to catch a movie flick titled "YES MAN". Out of 5, I'd rate it 3. Funny yet romantic and laughable. We had the couple seat although it's comfortable, it's weird. So most of the earliest time started from 7pm were full so we had no choice we took the 945 slot. It was 1130 plus when it ended. And he went home for a while to change clothes and change his bag cause my xmas chocolate kinda smeared his "SHOEI" bag. It smelt chocolatey though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, he asked me where we should go i wasnt actually thinking more of daydreaming the whole 1o minutes. And then he asked again and i was like blank and he kindda said, "i know you're not thinking". And i smiled. So after that we took off to AREA D at ECP, we could have taken his bike to 7eleven but i decided to walk instead. And he just follow suit. So as we were walking, i was holding his shirt in other words pulling. And then out of nowhere, he grabbed my hands and held onto it all the way to 7eleven. I was of course, surprised. As we were talking &amp; walking while our hands are still attached,when our eyes met, i was blushing &amp; so was he. But we kept on going till we reached 7eleven, our hands was sweating hard. It was so romantic somehow. We walked back to AREA D and decided to move off to another area with the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved off from D TO G. We walk till we're tired decided to sit. And so we sat on the sands. I LOVE THE SANDS, SO MUCH. And i was so sleepy i took a nap on his thighs for a while. And then he also took a nap after playing with his PSP. And he pull me to his chest but i woke up finding myself under his armpit. Oh i love sleeping under armpits i always do that. He's so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He messaged me yesterday telling me that we should go on a stroll together again someday. I think this weekend we're going cycling. Everytime he booked out, he always look me up not entirely first in position but i dont care. He always makes time for me, thats why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUSHING xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-4251355049851163875?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/4251355049851163875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=4251355049851163875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4251355049851163875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4251355049851163875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2008/12/muse-me.html' title='Muse me.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-3022197372715307352</id><published>2008-12-18T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:11:48.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless.</title><content type='html'>I feel so restless in alot of ways. I feel like im in need to do something bad. Or evil. Hey, it's in my blood. Yest'day i was so fuckened pissed with my elder brother i swear i will hurt his most precious thing. Oh he's selfish alright. Freaking with that capital F that not only stand for freaking but a FUCKER as well. Eversince he came back we were okay. And then, it kindda change. It's like i dont even know who he is anymore. He is someone who takes sides depending on sex. Sex as in your gender. Or sometimes he's motherfucking princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass )x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-3022197372715307352?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/3022197372715307352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=3022197372715307352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/3022197372715307352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/3022197372715307352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2008/12/restless.html' title='Restless.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-3433177453673730570</id><published>2008-12-16T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:31:09.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Heart.</title><content type='html'>There's something that I feel I need to say. But up 'til now I've always been afraid. That you would never come around. And still I wanna put this out. You say you got the most respect for me. But sometimes I feel you're not deserving of me. And still you're in my heart. But you're the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes there are times when I hate you. But I don't complain. Cause I've been afraid that you would walk away. Oh but now I don't hate you I'm happy to say. That I will be there at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-3433177453673730570?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/3433177453673730570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=3433177453673730570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/3433177453673730570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/3433177453673730570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2008/12/broken-heart.html' title='Broken Heart.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-4770267700725873271</id><published>2008-12-12T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:44:38.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>War Memo &amp; ECP.</title><content type='html'>So i went out again with A, 1 day ago. We sat till thurs morning. No rising sun. Just spending time together. And no, we're not a couple. I know he has feelings for me cause he told me so, it's just that as much as he wants to go in a relationship with me as much as i want to with him, i just feel so unprepared. It's as if the voice inside my head telling me not to. I don't know what is stopping me. But i definitely do like him too. The ride back was so freaking cold i was shivering, we didnt bring no sweater/jacket. So he suggested a weird idea putting my cold hands in his one lining of his black tee. I know he sounds like a perv but he's sweet in a weird way. You know i adore weird guys but not those freaking weird guys cause they are definitely weird for some reasons, i just cant figure out what. So i tuck in my cold cold hands in his black tee and hugging him while he drives. I sure know he likes it. Cause i do. *shy grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-4770267700725873271?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/4770267700725873271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=4770267700725873271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4770267700725873271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/4770267700725873271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2008/12/war-memo-ecp.html' title='War Memo &amp; ECP.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-6100514205471569463</id><published>2008-12-10T12:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:03:23.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; A.</title><content type='html'>Me &amp;amp; A. We go out have dates and stuff. Today i am going out with him again. Buying the pink tee as said by him for himself. Hahas. I dont mind. I used to say this to him: I'm your bodyguard right? Then he replied: No, you're my righthand, girl. Lol. He somehow touch my heart in his un-straight ways or maybe straight but just plain weird. So you know whenever we go out we didnt planned anything we just sorta go with the day lah. Along the way, we stopped &amp;amp; plan. Mostly he'll do the planning &amp;amp; i kind of just go with it. I'm not the one with the motor mah. Heh. Well maybe someday when i have a motor i'll think of somewhere to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-6100514205471569463?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/6100514205471569463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=6100514205471569463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6100514205471569463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/6100514205471569463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2008/12/me.html' title='Me &amp; A.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-8244027870453301945</id><published>2008-11-26T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T05:00:11.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital.</title><content type='html'>This is something i should blog about. It concerned my family. So anyway, hi. I'm back from my holiday at Malacca. Pictures shall be updated at Multiply. So anyway i stayed awake today just to wait for my mother. I was wondering what happened to her. Why wasn't she home at this hour. So i stayed on till now and a few minutes ago, she step right in the front door. I didn't asked her where she went. So i kept quiet but i sure want to know what happen. Did mother and father had a tiff or i don't know anything is possible. After a few moment, she voiced out. She said "Your first sister got admitted.". I know it's something got to do with hospital and nurse and doctors. I never asked further she just keeps on going and going. I do want to know i really do. And so anyway, first sister got admitted in hospital because something is certainly growing in her stomach or should i say staying. She's undergoing operation today. I wish her luck cause i know it's painful been there and i sure don't wanna be there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-8244027870453301945?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/8244027870453301945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=8244027870453301945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/8244027870453301945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/8244027870453301945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2008/11/hospital.html' title='Hospital.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382211567636044389.post-8732390887931226135</id><published>2008-11-22T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T03:03:30.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something new.</title><content type='html'>Something new. A new beginning filled with hopes &amp;amp; a better life. I asked for something more. I have to try or i wouldnt know. But keep this in mind, you'll always be a part of me. The past is so past tense. Living everything in the past and using the present to change my future. Making this the new motto. I have too. Bad attitude to dump. And furthermore the best of my personality is not yet complete still developing i guess. Who would want me? I'm one hard lady to please and one hard girl who demands. Being my boyfriend is a chore. He's trying with a heart that whispers "no fair!" &amp;amp; a brain which can tolerate more than a desktop computer. His memory stick must be one expensive thing in him. Well, tmr im taking off to Malacca. Two &amp;amp; a half days of spending more time with my one big happy family and the rest, when i come back. So long to me &amp;amp; a happy journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382211567636044389-8732390887931226135?l=youremydaydream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/feeds/8732390887931226135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6382211567636044389&amp;postID=8732390887931226135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/8732390887931226135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382211567636044389/posts/default/8732390887931226135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youremydaydream.blogspot.com/2008/11/something-new.html' title='Something new.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03327867873881343052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GRMAHKxJEV0/ShDEvtmiBPI/AAAAAAAAARY/UOj9XwAKsYI/S220/bff15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
