<?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-3567677404642337167</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:20:17.087+08:00</updated><category term='Videos'/><category term='Anger'/><category term='Note of Thanks'/><category term='Falling'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Band'/><category term='I Love You'/><category term='I&apos;m Sorry'/><category term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Blockquote'/><category term='Raaandom'/><category term='Short'/><category term='Happy Birthday'/><category term='Drama'/><title type='text'>Syahidah With Love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-1012378377740769630</id><published>2010-07-15T16:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T17:46:52.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R-Roll The Credits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TD7WUrXgLrI/AAAAAAAAA54/8XvqSFDeoGg/s1600/Photo0454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494064246165614258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TD7WUrXgLrI/AAAAAAAAA54/8XvqSFDeoGg/s400/Photo0454.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's always a ray of hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Guess what? I'm starting my job tomorrow. And I did not even go for an interview. It was 'recommended' by Feefi. I called Feefi's boss, and he said "You'll start work tomorrow." WOW! I'm very nervous and at the same time extremely excited. Hopefully the people there are nice especially towards someone like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite unsure whether or not to accept that offer at first, but I remembered an advise &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; gave me "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Just keep on praying and ask for directions, and when you do, open up your heart, eyes and ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" An advise I'm sure I'm gonna remember for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of things to update but I guess I'm just too excited or nervous that I forgot what I'm supposed to type. And I think my blog will be updated rarely from tomorrow onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Despicable Me' tonight with the sisters and Khalil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss me when I'm gone. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-1012378377740769630?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1012378377740769630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunrise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1012378377740769630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1012378377740769630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunrise.html' title='R-Roll The Credits'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TD7WUrXgLrI/AAAAAAAAA54/8XvqSFDeoGg/s72-c/Photo0454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5160095672759202341</id><published>2010-07-09T17:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T17:27:25.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold On Damsel In Distress</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You said wanting to give up on everything and just don't care about everything but you just can't. Do you knw why you can't? Deep inside you can't take it and things are really not going according to what you planned right now and it can be depressing and you nearly wanna give up hope, right? There can be many factors to this, first I would link this with religion. You are in the stage of transitioning your life around. This stage is a vulnerable stage if not properly guided. Money is a factor and secondly a stable and promising career is at stake that's why you wanna give up but cannot give up. That's ironically a good thing. God is great and works in a miraculous way only He will know. What you are trying to pursue now may not be what is meant for you. Maybe, I'm just saying from an observer's point of view. You must always have a back up plan cos if one fails, you still have many more windows/doors opened up for you. .... Just know that you are not alone feeling this way. Just keep on praying and ask for directions, and when you do, open up your heart, eyes and ears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;- N&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-5160095672759202341?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5160095672759202341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/07/hold-on-damsel-in-distress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5160095672759202341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5160095672759202341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/07/hold-on-damsel-in-distress.html' title='Hold On Damsel In Distress'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5311437195554063819</id><published>2010-07-01T15:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T19:13:22.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S THE FIRST OF JULY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TCw9s3vlADI/AAAAAAAAA5o/NChu92f0JY8/s1600/tumblr_l4v8v86zQ61qc6ebgo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488829886944837682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TCw9s3vlADI/AAAAAAAAA5o/NChu92f0JY8/s400/tumblr_l4v8v86zQ61qc6ebgo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;The little dark-haired girl is Alice, she’s really weird. And she’s with Jasper, the blonde one who looks like he’s in pain. &lt;p align="right"&gt;- Twilight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about Taylor Lautner, Robert Pattison or Kristen Stewart. I can't wait to see Ashley Greene and Jackson Rathbone! I can't wait to see the fighting scene. It better be good. The book was awesome! Please do not disappoint me Director David Slade. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can't wait for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is currently on three days 'off'. Keena and I went out with her yesterday and it felt great although it was just for a while. Eversince she started working, we've been missing a lot of Daughter-Mother session. We always did that when I was in secondary school. We'll meet at a certain place, shopped for a while and then have lunch and go back home together. Although I see them everyday, I actually miss my family. Everyone is so busy with their lives. We only get together during weekends that is only if Kakak has no work, or Mom has no CC events or parents have no weddings to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think someone called me in the morning at about 10 plus(!!). I was too sleepy to even pick up the call. I'm guessing it must be some company asking for an interview 'cause my phone was vibrating for a whole one minute. Luckily it was on silent mode. But still, it disrupted my sleep! Chet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a date with Deelah tomorrow. Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, dah bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-5311437195554063819?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5311437195554063819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/07/eclipse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5311437195554063819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5311437195554063819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/07/eclipse.html' title='Eclipse'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TCw9s3vlADI/AAAAAAAAA5o/NChu92f0JY8/s72-c/tumblr_l4v8v86zQ61qc6ebgo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-6032452052798335919</id><published>2010-06-29T16:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T16:54:45.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella's Lullaby</title><content type='html'>Eclipse will be in theatres soon and I SWEAR I CAN'T WAIT! I am so excited. Like super duper excited. I'll get to see my fictional self, alongside with my fictional boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TCmtTPrwQ2I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/qFnhfhkjWoM/s1600/tumblr_l45oaqSrSr1qashl1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488108167066829666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TCmtTPrwQ2I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/qFnhfhkjWoM/s400/tumblr_l45oaqSrSr1qashl1o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;Alice Cullen and Jasper Hale &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How adorable can they be? I mean, how adorable can &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; be with &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; boyfriend? I so feeling feeling gitu, I know. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TCmvYGTbpBI/AAAAAAAAA5g/cnOQ371X7qw/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488110449471497234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TCmvYGTbpBI/AAAAAAAAA5g/cnOQ371X7qw/s400/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syahrum said I look like Alice Cullen (Ashley Greene). Deelah said I look like her too. But I don't see the resemblance. But it's kinda flattering though, when people say I look like her. Ashley is damn gorgeous lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;accidently&lt;/em&gt; heard the rumoured &lt;a class="nav" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=-fORuwYBL8c" target="_blank"&gt;'Bella's Lullaby'&lt;/a&gt; the other day, and suddenly the memories started to rush in. I don't regret hearing it, it's just that I shouldn't have listened to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually bored to tears, ya know. I need a job badly. Coming 10th July, it'll be my forth month being jobless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just because you’re not my everything anymore, doesn’t mean you are nothing for me now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-6032452052798335919?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6032452052798335919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/06/bellas-lullaby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6032452052798335919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6032452052798335919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/06/bellas-lullaby.html' title='Bella&apos;s Lullaby'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TCmtTPrwQ2I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/qFnhfhkjWoM/s72-c/tumblr_l45oaqSrSr1qashl1o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-6353620568159175209</id><published>2010-06-24T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T18:21:49.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurul Syahidah</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this in my thumbdrive. I remember copying this from someone's blog. So random but yet the quote is so true. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling very, very, very negative lately. I've been feeling jealous for all the wrong reasons. I've been feeling really down, like wanting to cry, for I don't know why. I've been feeling agitated almost all the time. This mood swings or whatever nonsense got to stop. It has to stop. It is a must and a need to stop. I'm hurting myself and the people around me. I really loath, abhor, hate this feeling. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I could go back to school. I missed school like so much. I am missing my friends. Searching and hunting for jobs are no fun at all. I've done some researching and I think I have to re-plan my plans again. Or maybe most probably, I have to plan Plan K. All my earlier plans went down the drain. Gone just like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to normal. I promise. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-6353620568159175209?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6353620568159175209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/06/nurul-syahidah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6353620568159175209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6353620568159175209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/06/nurul-syahidah.html' title='Nurul Syahidah'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-9198629251661022249</id><published>2010-06-22T16:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:42:17.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dengarlah rayuan di hatiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TCB2FKs0E_I/AAAAAAAAA48/HCphIjnNGn0/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485514177281004530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TCB2FKs0E_I/AAAAAAAAA48/HCphIjnNGn0/s400/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super in love with the song that is currently playing on my blog. Sedap gitu suaranya. I macam nak pengsan. Hehehe! I just added this song into my phone's playlist yesterday night and it's already on my Top 10 of my 'Most Played' songs! And everytime I hear this song, I feel like crying. I gila, I tahu. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went for my interview last Friday. It was freaking scary lah, I tell you. I waited for more than an hour for my turn. Poor Deelah, she had to wait for me. There were three interviewers. They looked very friendly yet intimidating as well. One of them looked familiar. Maybe pernah keluar kat Crimewatch, tak? Entah lah. I'm just hoping I'll get to go for the second interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened. Oh, I've made a new friend! Yup, Syahidah made a new friend. :) And oh oh, guess what? I've started to jog! I started about two weeks back, but I've missed one week. I'll start again tomorrow. Kakak and her girlfriends (and their boyfriends/fiance) will be there. So excited! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm training myself to eat healthily. But many a time, I failed. Nothing shockeng. Hahaha! But yeah, I'm starting to eat salads. And the other day, I ate them like snacks, okay! I'm starting to eat wholemeal bread too. Shockeng nak mati, please. I tak pernah makan wholemeal bread, kay. Spread with peanut butter pulak tu. I benci peanut butter tau. One piece of wholemeal bread makes me full to the brim already. How liddat? I don't really favour fast foods anymore. Extra shockeng! Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan is nearing and I am supermassive excited! I can't wait! I miss doing terawih and I miss break fasting with my family. Ramadhan is the only month we get to eat (at home) together as a family. I still have yet to 'settle my debts' though. Tomorrow or the day after, insyaAllah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siapa-siapa nak nyanyi kan I lagu Adinda, tak? I give seposen. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-9198629251661022249?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9198629251661022249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/06/dengarlah-rayuan-di-hatiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/9198629251661022249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/9198629251661022249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/06/dengarlah-rayuan-di-hatiku.html' title='dengarlah rayuan di hatiku'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TCB2FKs0E_I/AAAAAAAAA48/HCphIjnNGn0/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-6622029914314877714</id><published>2010-06-10T17:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:17:47.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a woman in love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TBCu4bbgBLI/AAAAAAAAA40/5u7RzBmC7pM/s1600/P10006061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481073030968902834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TBCu4bbgBLI/AAAAAAAAA40/5u7RzBmC7pM/s400/P10006061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case some people still do not know, yes(!), I cut my hair. Cut it about almost two months ago, and I uploaded this pic just for the sake of uploading. My blog posts had been very very boring without pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a job interview next Friday and I am feeling freaking nervous like crap! It's a government job, that's why. I am feeling all excited and nervous at the same time. Let's just hope I don't puke or poop in my pants that very day. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of government, my mom finally realised my love for military. She suggested that I become a police officer. But I am in love with Navy. But I don't meet the basic requirements of a Naval Officer and I don't have that much confidence to be a civil servant. That's one think I really hate about myself: I always don't have that much faith. Plus &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;if&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I become a Naval Officer, I might have to forget of becoming a Psychologist. Something that I really really wanna be when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of becoming a Psychologist, there will be a Seminar on Psychology and Counselling at Kaplan Campus this evening. And I won't be going. I don't wanna go alone and plus I don't think I'll continue studying any time soon. So, there's always a next time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of studying, (Hehe!), Kakak and Ibu thought that I should study Music at La Salle or NAFA. They, especially Kakak, have faith that I could do well in Music. But then again, .... Tsk! Can I say I hate myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah. Until then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-6622029914314877714?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6622029914314877714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-woman-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6622029914314877714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6622029914314877714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-woman-in-love.html' title='I am a woman in love.'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/TBCu4bbgBLI/AAAAAAAAA40/5u7RzBmC7pM/s72-c/P10006061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-3126465645119599910</id><published>2010-06-02T10:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T11:41:20.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Selamat pagi, sayangs! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things have happened and I haven't been updating much. Well, firstly. I have gradated from ITE with a Higher NITEC Certificate in Business Studies (Administration). Alhamdulillah. But my polytechinc application was unsuccessful. So, I don't think I'll continue my studies anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching for jobs. Actually, I've gotten a job as a Site Clerk. But I rejected it because Mom was really worried about me working there. Have never seen her that worried for me before. Many people were feeling uncomfortable about the site clerk job too, so yeah. It's not a I-have-to-reject-the-offer-because-of-these-people, I rejected it willingly. Furthermore, it's at Holland Hill. I don't know where the nearest hawker centre is, the MRT station is still under construction. Siapa mau layan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, things have been great around. Khalil informally proposed to my Kakak last Friday. So, my parents might be meeting with my him this Sunday. I think it's time for me to call Khalil, 'Abang'. Ya Allah! Kakak and him are planning to get married in two years. Two years eh. Hope this two years will fly slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, I went window-shopping with Kakak. We were looking for rings (feeling-feeling nak tunang/kahwin lah kan). Nothing we saw was nice. But there was one ring at SK Jewelery, it was totally beautiful nak mati. And I instantly went, "Adek pong nak kahwinnnnn!" I was soooo excited! Not sure whether I was excited for my sister or excited that I saw the most gorgeous ring ever! Whatever it was, I was that damn excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently addicted to Lionel Richie's Hello. It's currently my blog's song. I got to thank my mom for 'introducing' me to this. I personally feel some of the old generation song are much much better compared to most of the new ones. Dolly Partion, Babra Streisand, Toni Braxton, Lionel Richie, Celine Dion, Whitney Houston, Bee Gees, The Beatles, The Turtles etc - they are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to run now. Gonna have lunch with the sisters and will catch Prince of Persia after that. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deep condolence to Juliana and her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell me how to win your heart, for I haven't got a clue. But let me start by saying I love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-3126465645119599910?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3126465645119599910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3126465645119599910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3126465645119599910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello.html' title='Hello.'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-4370596014826564551</id><published>2010-05-05T16:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T18:03:02.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Know Is I'm Lost Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Warning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This post is really long and you may find it bleargh. You have two choices. &lt;strong&gt;One, to not read and leave.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Two, to read and keep your bad comments to yourself.&lt;/strong&gt; This is my blog, my feelings. Please respect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S-E-5mdM1eI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Y6yGzZ9xaIQ/s1600/teddit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467720581900981730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S-E-5mdM1eI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Y6yGzZ9xaIQ/s400/teddit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have known this guy since November 2006. I have always been attracted to tall, dark and handsome guys. He is one of those. And he constantly has been in my mind since. I remembered being literally speechless when I saw him. When he talked to me for the first time, I was full of 'Uhh's and 'Hmmm's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a little crush at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of months after that, we became close. Like extremely close. We would text each other almost everyday until the wee hours of the morning. I was a really emotionally troubled person then; with problems all around and kept breaking down. But he was there. Was always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one night, right after my Quran reciting class, he called. He knew I cried earlier in the day and so he called just to talk to me and to console me. He gave me a lot of encouragement, a lot of support. My voice changed and he asked: "Are you crying?" Of course, I had to lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to really like him after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 11th, the day I really hated. I still hate that day today. I was in my religious class and I received a text message from him. And yes, I was really excited about that. But it was a message I never expected to receive from him or anyone. I can't remember what the text said as I read it only once. I did not re-read the text again because it was too much for me to handle. But the only thing I could remember was, he told me that we should cut down on contacting each other because they way we contacted each other upset some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cooled down and let things rest for a while, and of course, we started to contact back as often as we used to. He was the only person to talk on the phone with me for at least 4 hours at night. But that occured only once. We talked about almost everything; his family, my family, work, school, problems, his ex, my ex, miscellanous things etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some things in common. We joked really a lot. He loved making fun of me. And I would always nagged at him and he would say: "You are acting like my mom." One time he even said: "Sometimes, you bring light into my life." That has been my favourite quote ever. It still is. And when I jokingly said: "Hey! Did you miss me?" He would always reply back with: "Absence makes the heart grow fonder." &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was an extremely sweet person. He listened to my non-stop complains. I do not know or understand how this guy could actually tolerate my cries and always listen me whining. "Be strong. Do not breakaway from me, okay?" He always used the perfect words at the, sometimes, wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would always keep his messages. And when my phone was dying on me or needed to be changed, it really saddens me so much when I had to delete them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were too close with each other and it felt as though we were a couple. By that time, I already have a huge ginormous crush on him. Which at times made me think that I may have fallen for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things changed after that particular year. He was too busy with work and I was too busy with school. We would only text each other about once every two months. It was pretty sad that we only contacted that much, but I was grateful that he still remembered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are kinda back in contact again. But things are totally way different now. There are not much to talk about. We don't joke as much as we used to. He still gives me advices, but we would always have more serious conversations this time. I'm grateful for that, but I feel really sad it's not the same as last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to text him always because I do not want him to think that I'm being such a nuisance. I'm still struggling to fight that temptation. I've been missing him too much. And my heart hurts. If it hurts, then I think I love him. Yes? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He used to call me 'Syahidah Begum', and when I asked why he kept calling me that, he said he liked that name. I'm guessing he thought that I do not like to be called that, so now he calls me 'Nurul'. Cahaya, light. Hopefully &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I know what 'Begum' means, I miss him calling me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Begum means Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want him to know but at the same time I don't want&lt;br /&gt;him to find out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-4370596014826564551?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4370596014826564551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-i-know-is-im-lost-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4370596014826564551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4370596014826564551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-i-know-is-im-lost-without-you.html' title='All I Know Is I&apos;m Lost Without You'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S-E-5mdM1eI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Y6yGzZ9xaIQ/s72-c/teddit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-1026923732277129002</id><published>2010-04-27T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T16:54:15.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This ain't a scene.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S9FBvtG7WFI/AAAAAAAAA4A/jKsEse5cNuo/s1600/edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463220110795429970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S9FBvtG7WFI/AAAAAAAAA4A/jKsEse5cNuo/s400/edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 16th April, I met up with these three beautiful chicks to celebrate Rafaah's 20th birthday and also our 24 months of friendship. Initial plan was to have dinner at RP but the weather did not look promising, so therefore we had our our dinner at Banquet! I had Ban Mian! AGAIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S9FCz052rVI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/-fuy8okEHwY/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463221281119186258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S9FCz052rVI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/-fuy8okEHwY/s400/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been updating my blog 'cause I am more active on twitter now. I've been blogging for about half a decade and I feel like deleting my blog already. I have the urge to use Tumblr though. Hee! We'll see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S9FKNrWi9aI/AAAAAAAAA4g/UkZ90T50lRQ/s1600/health.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463229421813167522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S9FKNrWi9aI/AAAAAAAAA4g/UkZ90T50lRQ/s400/health.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I would fall sick at least once a month or once every two months. Maybe I only had sore throat and runny nose but I haven't had fever for 5-6 months now. Probably the longest period ever. Thank You, Ya Allah. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S9FHDdh3qaI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/0Kndb7N5gMY/s1600/26026_1451801815465_1245865671_31322517_5797702_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463225947768990114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S9FHDdh3qaI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/0Kndb7N5gMY/s400/26026_1451801815465_1245865671_31322517_5797702_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel I am a musician anymore. I miss being in the band. I miss playing my trumpet. I miss being the sectional leader. I miss doing marching and drills. I miss being punished. I miss being the timer of the squad. I miss doing the warm-ups. I miss doing the constant notes. I miss playing the Bb Scale. I miss arguing with the teachers-in-charge. I miss going for SYFs. I miss going for music exchange. I miss having Saturday lunch with the conductor and the bandmates. I used to cry over petty things or arguments with the teachers, I miss that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-1026923732277129002?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1026923732277129002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-aint-scene.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1026923732277129002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1026923732277129002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-aint-scene.html' title='This ain&apos;t a scene.'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S9FBvtG7WFI/AAAAAAAAA4A/jKsEse5cNuo/s72-c/edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-9150693419359943101</id><published>2010-04-12T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T15:50:16.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S8LK4rP9W4I/AAAAAAAAA3w/b-0sUwj1w0U/s1600/26735_380066748159_699458159_3863414_1784828_n.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459148773357607810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S8LK4rP9W4I/AAAAAAAAA3w/b-0sUwj1w0U/s400/26735_380066748159_699458159_3863414_1784828_n.jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a total blast last Friday. It was really great to meet my good old friends again. I was extremely excited to meet them especially the dearest Zulaikha (the one in pink). She has changed in appearance but her personality is still the same like 6 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted and reminisced about our secondary school life at the Marina Barrage. Jokes and laughters (really, really loud laughters) shared. Updating our lives with each other. Dinner/Supper at Simpang Bedok. Fareez getting scolded by me for going against the red lights. After a week of 'depression', meeting them was the perfect decision I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We became friends 6-7 years ago. I can't believe we are entering adulthood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do this again. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-9150693419359943101?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9150693419359943101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/9150693419359943101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/9150693419359943101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S8LK4rP9W4I/AAAAAAAAA3w/b-0sUwj1w0U/s72-c/26735_380066748159_699458159_3863414_1784828_n.jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-4384261747462852615</id><published>2010-04-01T13:15:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T13:24:58.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need You Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T E R R I F I E D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what I am feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update again later. Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-4384261747462852615?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4384261747462852615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-need-you-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4384261747462852615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4384261747462852615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-need-you-now.html' title='I Need You Now'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-2646236780838554459</id><published>2010-03-30T14:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T15:19:16.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only I Could Mention Your Name Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S7GkdH4FJxI/AAAAAAAAA3o/pKx4dE5vqPQ/s1600/1051820522_fde160e976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454321443959809810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S7GkdH4FJxI/AAAAAAAAA3o/pKx4dE5vqPQ/s400/1051820522_fde160e976.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How is nurul syahidah?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am both heartbroken and in euphoria. Euphoria because he texted me first which shows that he is thinking of me. Heartbroken because I can't reply to his message! My prepaid value is almost zero! I told him that I'll text him soon, but he texted me just now. So degil! Now, what am I gonna do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most prolly, I'll be purchasing my new number this Friday. I really can't wait. The clock suddenly seems to be moving really slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you quite terribly. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-2646236780838554459?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2646236780838554459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-only-i-could-mention-your-name-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2646236780838554459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2646236780838554459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-only-i-could-mention-your-name-here.html' title='If Only I Could Mention Your Name Here'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S7GkdH4FJxI/AAAAAAAAA3o/pKx4dE5vqPQ/s72-c/1051820522_fde160e976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-4896554583021175189</id><published>2010-03-24T16:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T17:18:17.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder, eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AW579icDRSA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AW579icDRSA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video brought me to tears. Very motivating. Very inspiring. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of changing my number. I know I've been saying this lotsa times. But this time, I'm for real. I guess using prepaid number for a long time is not good at all. My current number is about 3 years-old. The longest time I used ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what made me suddenly wanna change my number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was text-messaging someone in the middle of the night, when suddenly there was no reception at all. We were talking about something when I said something I think might have hurt him. I typed a 3-page long of apologies and the poor dude had to wait 20 minutes for him to receive. The lucky thing was, he was still as understanding as ever. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Mom about this, and she is considering it. I thought of talking to (well, maybe, coaxing) Dad later this afternoon, but Mom has talked to him in the morning! And guess what? He is considering it too! Yippee! :D Dad said he will pay my bill if it is below $50. If my bill is above than that, I have to pay it my ownself. I am more of a texting person, so I think (I hope, I pray) that wouldn't be much of a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudden loss of reception doesn't happened to me once or twice or thrice. It happened 748651265025704760 times. Same thing happened to my previous numbers too. Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently missing the person I was back in contact with. I won't say I am in love or something. I used to have a mega huge, huge, ginormous, humongous crush on him back then which, most of the times made me think I've fallen for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth Hour is this Saturday. The event that I have always been remembering for the past years. This guy and I used to joke about this, about conserving the electricity and all. I still remember the text messages we sent to each other. It went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; My dad doesn't usually smile. But when he does, the whole house will be extremely bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Then I think, you should ask your dad to smile everyday. So that, you&lt;br /&gt;will save the electricity and all. Less bills to pay. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahah! You know, sometimes you bring light into my life.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that this feeling is coming back. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Until our next Hello,&lt;br /&gt;it's not Goodbye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-4896554583021175189?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4896554583021175189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder-eh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4896554583021175189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4896554583021175189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder-eh.html' title='Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder, eh?'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-2744790099516686035</id><published>2010-03-23T16:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:44:44.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With Love, Your Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever you're going through now may be a stepping stone to what you're going to be or do next time. The hardest part is always the process. But when you start to see results, your hopes will actually be raised. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really has been a while. It's nice to be in contact with you again. You'll be fine, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I missed you. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-2744790099516686035?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2744790099516686035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/with-love-your-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2744790099516686035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2744790099516686035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/with-love-your-mom.html' title='With Love, Your Mom'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-3792970765576935329</id><published>2010-03-19T15:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:48:34.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Already Gone</title><content type='html'>I don't understand some people. First, they added you in Facebook, and you accepted. But once you have already approved the request, they don't allow you from seeing their profile. Pathetic much? Absolutely. I don't know what their motive was. Like seriously, you are able to see my profile yet I'm not allowed to see yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhoots, I deleted that girl from my Friend's List. It's a win-win situation now. She's not my friend in the first place, actually. Although, I've met her before, went to her house and such. I never regarded her as my friend, not even my foe. She is a girlfriend of my ex-boyfriend. I told my elder sister about this, and she said maybe this girl finds me intimidating. Hehe, maybe. But I don't care now. Really. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S6MyAhvUZFI/AAAAAAAAA3U/uTvtHsDZF_8/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450254958686659666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S6MyAhvUZFI/AAAAAAAAA3U/uTvtHsDZF_8/s400/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaaays, I'm planning to cut my hair short, although I really love my hair now. But I just feel like changing something about myself. So I think the hair is perfect. I don't know how short I want it to be. And I don't know how soon I am going for a haircut. We'll see. I really like the above left, by the way. How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of my maternal cousins came by yesterday night. I really missed them so much. Eversince there's no Saturday night class and Ngaji class, we don't see each other that often. I have 14 maternal cousins (including myself and my two sisters) and I love every single one of them soooo much! My paternal cousins too, not to mention. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S6MzskP9d8I/AAAAAAAAA3c/eMEn86n6k2M/s1600-h/Photo0568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450256814786312130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S6MzskP9d8I/AAAAAAAAA3c/eMEn86n6k2M/s400/Photo0568.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing this dude a whole lot! The one thing that I really love about him is, he still calls me "Bibik" even though he is just a year my junior plus he still kisses my hand whenever we met or when we were going our separate ways. Okay, that's two things. But, whatevs. I REALLY LOVE MY NEPHEW! I think because of the age gap (which is just 11 months!), maybe that's why we are pretty close. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty attached to both my maternal and paternal families. And I really love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I loved you enough to let you go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-3792970765576935329?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3792970765576935329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/already-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3792970765576935329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3792970765576935329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/already-gone.html' title='Already Gone'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S6MyAhvUZFI/AAAAAAAAA3U/uTvtHsDZF_8/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-3842945512240096713</id><published>2010-03-16T15:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:38:03.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Will Go On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S58vph8NO7I/AAAAAAAAA3I/YRJn4vkMnb0/s1600-h/titanic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449126464673627058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S58vph8NO7I/AAAAAAAAA3I/YRJn4vkMnb0/s400/titanic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SxpvDjDOgsQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SxpvDjDOgsQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/33YcYLumEDk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/33YcYLumEDk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna watch Titanic, again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rose:&lt;/strong&gt; Stay back! Don't come any closer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack:&lt;/strong&gt; Come on, just give me your hand. I'll pull you back over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rose:&lt;/strong&gt; No, stay where you are! I mean it! I'll let go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack:&lt;/strong&gt; No, you won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rose:&lt;/strong&gt; What do you mean, "No I won't"? Don't presume to tell me what I will and will not do, you don't know me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, you would've done it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rose:&lt;/strong&gt; You're distracting me! Go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack:&lt;/strong&gt; I can't. I'm involved now. If you let go, I'm gonna have to jump in there after you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rose:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't be absurd. You'd be killed! The fall alone would kill you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-3842945512240096713?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3842945512240096713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-heart-will-go-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3842945512240096713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3842945512240096713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-heart-will-go-on.html' title='My Heart Will Go On'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S58vph8NO7I/AAAAAAAAA3I/YRJn4vkMnb0/s72-c/titanic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5791587495764300527</id><published>2010-03-15T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:38:45.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S53jKdfAyZI/AAAAAAAAA3A/a3aw30o4hbw/s1600-h/The-Last-Song-movie-poster-404x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448760893041068434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S53jKdfAyZI/AAAAAAAAA3A/a3aw30o4hbw/s400/The-Last-Song-movie-poster-404x600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;MILEY CYRUS! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S53jJucL0zI/AAAAAAAAA24/m7QModGPaxA/s1600-h/RememberMe_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448760880412742450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S53jJucL0zI/AAAAAAAAA24/m7QModGPaxA/s400/RememberMe_poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;center&gt;I'm in love with Edward Cullen, not Robert Pattison. (: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 'Dear John' was an utter disappoinment. It was based on a novel writen by Nicholas Sparks. I thought I would cry, but I did not! At the end of the movie I was like, "That's it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A Walk To Remember' was written by NS too. I've watched it upmteen times yet I still cry everytime I watch it. I'm waiting for 'The Last Song' to be in cinema. Yup, by the same guy. Gosh, Nicholas Sparks is totally great! I really (times a mega bigazillion) want to buy his novels. No money, how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Remember Me' is opening soon. 18th March 2010, 3 more days to be exact. No money again, how? Ish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a pathetic amount of money in the bank. About 7,8 bucks in the wallet which I don't intend to use anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, school's out. Mom is already asking, or rather, wanting me to learn how to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think my blog post is stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-5791587495764300527?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5791587495764300527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/schools-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5791587495764300527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5791587495764300527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/schools-out.html' title='School&apos;s out!'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S53jKdfAyZI/AAAAAAAAA3A/a3aw30o4hbw/s72-c/The-Last-Song-movie-poster-404x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-4131207480068676200</id><published>2010-03-03T13:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T14:30:10.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salleh Abd Aziz</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUbpsB1E3fk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUbpsB1E3fk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;strong&gt;TKDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've posted this video in my one of my earliest post. The first time I watched this clip was 2-3 years ago. I had a crush on this particular guy after a few times watching this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the &lt;em&gt;awok-awok&lt;/em&gt;, he's the most dedicated, most enthusiastic one. His movements, his claps were perfect compared to the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish the quality of the video is not poor, cos I want you to see yourself who I am referring to. I don't want to point out. Go figure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I was shocked, almost in tears, when Kakak told me he has passed on. Just a few days ago, Kakak and I talked about him. Also few days before the tragedy happened, I told Dyla that I liked him. It is still difficult to digest that he's gone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I saw him at Esso about a year ago. The only time I saw him in real life. But I'm missing him so much already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Laungkanlah lah: Lai(x12). Ini Ulan sekumpulan."&lt;br /&gt;"Alah. Disini pula."&lt;br /&gt;"Ditimangkan impian. Bersalut keemasan." &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-4131207480068676200?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4131207480068676200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/salleh-abd-aziz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4131207480068676200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4131207480068676200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/salleh-abd-aziz.html' title='Salleh Abd Aziz'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5903771267783305777</id><published>2010-02-26T11:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T11:57:47.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IS0804Q</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S4dF1Q_y_NI/AAAAAAAAA2w/_Hgo-BZtJQI/s1600-h/I+Love+ISQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442395456098467026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S4dF1Q_y_NI/AAAAAAAAA2w/_Hgo-BZtJQI/s400/I+Love+ISQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;(verse 1)&lt;br /&gt;So here we are&lt;br /&gt;this is our last moment tgt&lt;br /&gt;just hold back your tears&lt;br /&gt;though the memories making it harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see your faces&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;How it'll be in a years time&lt;br /&gt;Would we meet &amp;amp; talk like this&lt;br /&gt;Or never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;You made my world turn upside down&lt;br /&gt;Around you guys I can just scream out loud&lt;br /&gt;Make me high spin round and round&lt;br /&gt;I know you're the best w/o any doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls take me back to our memory lane&lt;br /&gt;the times before we graduate&lt;br /&gt;Feeling blue when we comemorate&lt;br /&gt;Two years of friendship we built and gained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(verse2)&lt;br /&gt;Rmb the first time&lt;br /&gt;We met each other in school&lt;br /&gt;How we gathered tgt to take pictures&lt;br /&gt;Just at the third day of school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone had the priviledge as us&lt;br /&gt;We don't have mats and minahs in class&lt;br /&gt;We're always filled with laughters tht never last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;You made my world turn upside down&lt;br /&gt;Around you guys I can just scream out loud&lt;br /&gt;Make me high spin round and round&lt;br /&gt;I know you're the best w/o any doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls Take me back to our memory lane&lt;br /&gt;the times before we graduate&lt;br /&gt;Feeling blue when we comemorate&lt;br /&gt;Two years of friendship we built and gained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Feefi&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the permission from Fee to post the words up. Thanks! You're awesome! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-5903771267783305777?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5903771267783305777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/is0804q.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5903771267783305777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5903771267783305777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/is0804q.html' title='IS0804Q'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S4dF1Q_y_NI/AAAAAAAAA2w/_Hgo-BZtJQI/s72-c/I+Love+ISQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-2158451127650417312</id><published>2010-02-25T16:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:37:03.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Horse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S4Y46AsdjZI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/UVDwNskiqyw/s1600-h/shahid_kapoor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442099768993877394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S4Y46AsdjZI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/UVDwNskiqyw/s400/shahid_kapoor2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 29TH BIRTHDAY, SHAHID-JI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S4Y9xYDySFI/AAAAAAAAA2g/I2p1POiNGEY/s1600-h/dear+john.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442105118205036626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S4Y9xYDySFI/AAAAAAAAA2g/I2p1POiNGEY/s400/dear+john.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEAR JOHN opens today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can wait to watch Dear John with Dyla. I wanna cry hard. Hee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped school today. Not on purpose, though. I overslept. I guess 6 alarms don't really help at all. (: And I am really sorry Nur Fadilah Z to keep you waiting for a pretty long time. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have not been debarred from exams. So, I don't need to write an appeal letter or something. Thanks to the Almighty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My FrontPage assignment is done! Left with editting. "Only about 10% of it." So, I guess everything is kinda done except LPD and exams. Half of my burden is gone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My exams are next two weeks. Which means that I have less than 2 weeks left for school. I do not know whether to be sad about it or elated. Both, maybe? I can't wait for 10th March, though! It sure is gonna be fun! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a random note, I suddenly have the urge to do something extreme. Like the Mega Drop, Cliff Jumping, Parachuting, taking the G-Max and lots more. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, Happy Birthday to you too Haru!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-2158451127650417312?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2158451127650417312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/white-horse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2158451127650417312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2158451127650417312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/white-horse.html' title='White Horse'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S4Y46AsdjZI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/UVDwNskiqyw/s72-c/shahid_kapoor2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5944194376546504407</id><published>2010-02-18T07:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:37:22.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurul Sakinah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S3yBAcA1R0I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/mrFQGvOI7qA/s1600-h/DSCN1552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439364294476384066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S3yBAcA1R0I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/mrFQGvOI7qA/s400/DSCN1552.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY, NURUL SAKINAH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are already 17. Start acting like one. Hehe. No matter how rude you get or how furious I am at you, you are still my little sister. And you know I'll always love you right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Ulang Tahun, Sayang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-5944194376546504407?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5944194376546504407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/nurul-sakinah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5944194376546504407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5944194376546504407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/nurul-sakinah.html' title='Nurul Sakinah'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S3yBAcA1R0I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/mrFQGvOI7qA/s72-c/DSCN1552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5320356332714796100</id><published>2010-02-11T17:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T17:36:22.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All About The Climb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S3PImTlF1TI/AAAAAAAAA2I/50rkE9aWbyw/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436909735582750002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S3PImTlF1TI/AAAAAAAAA2I/50rkE9aWbyw/s400/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above were the courses I applied. Applying those courses were one of the scariest shit I've ever done in my life. Mom was beside me when I applied. She was like, "Next lah, Adek!", "Are you done?" I guess she was really excited. I really hope to go to Poly. Breaking my parents' heart, shattering their hopes are the absolute last things I wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than a month left to the end of my ITE life. My current GPA is 2.6. I wanna do extremely well for my finals. I really hope my CIP hours and CCA points will help me reach at least 3.0. Looks impossible, but hey, nothing is not worth trying. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February is really really a busy month. I slept at about 2.30am, completing the PR Report. Edited and re-edited it. Trying to make it as perfect as possible. Stressing and worrying about the projects are really killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The struggles I'm facing,&lt;br /&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they knock me down but&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I know it&lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to remember most yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just got to keep going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I,&lt;br /&gt;I got to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pressure is on again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-5320356332714796100?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5320356332714796100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-all-about-climb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5320356332714796100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5320356332714796100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-all-about-climb.html' title='It&apos;s All About The Climb'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S3PImTlF1TI/AAAAAAAAA2I/50rkE9aWbyw/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5984000052159685949</id><published>2010-02-04T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T17:30:40.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dil Goes Mmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S2qOCWRnItI/AAAAAAAAA14/DezR54cO5KA/s1600-h/Rani+Mukherjee+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434312071366255314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S2qOCWRnItI/AAAAAAAAA14/DezR54cO5KA/s400/Rani+Mukherjee+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S2qN4dV97FI/AAAAAAAAA1w/_02_du8gpFE/s1600-h/Rani+Mukherjee+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434311901464882258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S2qN4dV97FI/AAAAAAAAA1w/_02_du8gpFE/s400/Rani+Mukherjee+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S2qN38AOsjI/AAAAAAAAA1o/kcCuanR2Xa0/s1600-h/Shahid+Kapoor+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434311892515336754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S2qN38AOsjI/AAAAAAAAA1o/kcCuanR2Xa0/s400/Shahid+Kapoor+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S2qN3jQ1mZI/AAAAAAAAA1g/r1rVmOqIa1c/s1600-h/Shahid+Kapoor+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434311885874108818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S2qN3jQ1mZI/AAAAAAAAA1g/r1rVmOqIa1c/s400/Shahid+Kapoor+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S2qN3HfbfzI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/0ZzAIYivRgs/s1600-h/Shahid+%26+Rani+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434311878419119922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S2qN3HfbfzI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/0ZzAIYivRgs/s400/Shahid+%26+Rani+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S2qN25Pp5EI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/vnx9kBFsJ5c/s1600-h/Shahid+%26+Rani+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434311874594858050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S2qN25Pp5EI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/vnx9kBFsJ5c/s400/Shahid+%26+Rani+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shahid Kapoor is super hot like to the extreme-est maximum-est core! And Rani Mukherjee is incredibly, extremely gorgeous to the maaaa! I wished I was in her place. Hug Shahid. Dance with Shahid. Talk to Shahid. Laugh with Shahid. Eat with Shahid. Waaahh! I am so head over heels with this dude, man. He is such a great dancer. I promise you he is. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful my name is Syahidah. Shahid, Syahid-ah. See? Heeeeeee! I can die.... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think that I'm a Hindi fanatic. I actually am not. I am a big Bollywood fan, but not the biggest. I really love Bollywood but IDK why these days I am over-loving it. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many Hindi movies I wanna watch (again and again). I wanna list everything down but I don't know where to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keena is watching DBH again and I am hearing Shahid's voice! I'm meltinggg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kareena Kapoor is really dumb for dumping him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Shahid! Main Tumse Bhohot Bhohot Bhohot Pyaar Karti Hoon! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-5984000052159685949?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5984000052159685949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-dil-goes-mmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5984000052159685949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5984000052159685949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-dil-goes-mmmm.html' title='My Dil Goes Mmmm'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S2qOCWRnItI/AAAAAAAAA14/DezR54cO5KA/s72-c/Rani+Mukherjee+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-1796031257523377375</id><published>2010-01-20T17:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:36:00.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes You Gotta Breakdown And Breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S1bMHmABamI/AAAAAAAAA0I/TA6tsBIgB0U/s1600-h/tumblr_kq359iFeQz1qzw0uno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428750831673502306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S1bMHmABamI/AAAAAAAAA0I/TA6tsBIgB0U/s400/tumblr_kq359iFeQz1qzw0uno1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to wake up early to attend the CAH period. And I did not regret at all. The mini class bonding was great though only less/more than half people came. Played a few games, Mrs L also participated. Which is really great! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a 45 minutes break after that. And I overheard Aisah told Fauzi that they managed to go to the SHRI Finals. Congrats, Urban Astoria! :D We were totally proud and excited about it that we cheered and Yam Seng-ed in the canteen and people there was looking at us. It was fun! And at the same time I kinda feel really really sad 'cause we are left with about less than 2 months to be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New project was given. We have to do Press Release for PR. I have to take charge of that. And thank God, I have Dyla and Wee Kiong to help me out. Shameer is taking charge and extremely busy with HR. Rajiv is taking charge of LPD. So each of us is really busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of Year 1 students was selling White/Chocolate Brownie and Custard Puffs in school just now. The brownies were awwwwwwesomeeeee! It was super sedaaaappp, okay! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HR CA is next week. I better get back to what I am supposed to do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, sayangs. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S1bMxUPAk0I/AAAAAAAAA0g/AwqSSEvOk0E/s1600-h/s640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428751548459029314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S1bMxUPAk0I/AAAAAAAAA0g/AwqSSEvOk0E/s400/s640x480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;CONGRATULATIONS!((:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-1796031257523377375?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1796031257523377375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-you-gotta-breakdown-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1796031257523377375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1796031257523377375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-you-gotta-breakdown-and.html' title='Sometimes You Gotta Breakdown And Breathe'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S1bMHmABamI/AAAAAAAAA0I/TA6tsBIgB0U/s72-c/tumblr_kq359iFeQz1qzw0uno1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-3399124019711846574</id><published>2010-01-19T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:42:22.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise In The Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S1WgWfq25BI/AAAAAAAAA0A/aiJU5fCLZK8/s1600-h/tumblr_kwe9wsKCJh1qa1ae2o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428421234183824402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S1WgWfq25BI/AAAAAAAAA0A/aiJU5fCLZK8/s400/tumblr_kwe9wsKCJh1qa1ae2o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! I'm back. It's nice to be away from blogger for a while. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhoots, some of my friends and I went to two of the Poly Open Houses a couple weeks back. Gotta say, I actually felt pretty disappointed. I felt like we were treated extremely differently. It wasn't just me. My friends said the same thing too. We were wearing our ITE uniform when one very &lt;em&gt;brilliant&lt;/em&gt; person asked: "You're an O Level student?" I was totally really pissed, okay. It's either he's blind or plainly stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few of my friends encountered same but different (get it?) problems. But I'm lazy to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've planned some stuffs but after visiting the polys, I have had to change and re-plan everything back. My Plan A was to take up Psychology course after I graduate from ITE and InsyaAllah if my results are good. But the lecturer said &lt;em&gt;If you are currently taking Business course, you are not able to take Psychology or Humanities.&lt;/em&gt; So disappointed, okay. So yeah, Plan A has to be shredded to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan B is to take Nautical Studies. Besides Pyschology, I am also interested in Maritime since I was younger. But this plan, I have to put it on hold. I got to ask advices from maaaannnyyyy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to Plan for C. Ugh! This education thing is really stressing me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy wants me to update about him. So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been contacting back with Syahrum these days. It is really great 'cause it has been a while since I talk to him. Same school, same course but rarely see/meet each other. Chatting with him currently. I was really honoured when he texted me: "Hidah, I'm sad. ... " Honoured because I was the first (I think) person, he thought of when he got a problem. Won't share what the text or problem was about but all I could say is, we are in the same boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up, my friend! Everything's gonna be alright. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it. Good night, beautiful minds! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-3399124019711846574?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3399124019711846574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/promise-in-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3399124019711846574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3399124019711846574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/promise-in-dark.html' title='Promise In The Dark'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S1WgWfq25BI/AAAAAAAAA0A/aiJU5fCLZK8/s72-c/tumblr_kwe9wsKCJh1qa1ae2o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-7785739739281412523</id><published>2010-01-04T17:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:23:17.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S0GvqXMc2TI/AAAAAAAAAzM/MiqRgE23aNo/s1600-h/hiatus1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 347px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422808568646392114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S0GvqXMc2TI/AAAAAAAAAzM/MiqRgE23aNo/s400/hiatus1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'll be removing my tagboard temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Take care, beautiful people! (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-7785739739281412523?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7785739739281412523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7785739739281412523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7785739739281412523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/S0GvqXMc2TI/AAAAAAAAAzM/MiqRgE23aNo/s72-c/hiatus1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5457972251624565787</id><published>2010-01-01T20:44:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:31:59.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>where they say thousands of words</title><content type='html'>2009 Pictures with the Friends. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sz34EbNPQtI/AAAAAAAAAzE/egvVUew10Ps/s1600-h/6010_98188338757_538328757_1927040_4215018_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421762281330393810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sz34EbNPQtI/AAAAAAAAAzE/egvVUew10Ps/s400/6010_98188338757_538328757_1927040_4215018_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sz34D9uqujI/AAAAAAAAAy8/E2u6uObxZiQ/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421762273417542194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sz34D9uqujI/AAAAAAAAAy8/E2u6uObxZiQ/s400/untitled1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sz34DpA4j3I/AAAAAAAAAy0/_fGr30rAuD4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421762267856801650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sz34DpA4j3I/AAAAAAAAAy0/_fGr30rAuD4/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sz34DRiFP8I/AAAAAAAAAys/vhDmpOracQY/s1600-h/12858_208691052840_543502840_2966601_4346930_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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I'm just head over heels with Twilight right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:63%;"&gt;i love you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-3246580163057824527?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3246580163057824527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/bellas-lullaby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3246580163057824527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3246580163057824527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/bellas-lullaby.html' title='Bella&apos;s Lullaby'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-1847214471974089751</id><published>2009-12-21T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T16:52:55.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'>Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sy8y16NDadI/AAAAAAAAAuM/05gh5Ry1uXU/s1600-h/406px-Eclipse-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sy8y16NDadI/AAAAAAAAAuM/05gh5Ry1uXU/s320/406px-Eclipse-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417604778488457682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I so can't wait for Eclipse! Caught New Moon on the 4th December. It was awesome! Totally much better than the book. The book was super draggy and a little bit confusing. I'm re-reading the The Twilight Saga and I was done finishing the first book within 24 hours! I so proud of myself. ((: I'm taking a short break before reading the second book which is the New Moon. It's totally draggy, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sy81vmjNN0I/AAAAAAAAAuU/DY0SdS-V_18/s1600-h/3439390192_92661f043c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sy81vmjNN0I/AAAAAAAAAuU/DY0SdS-V_18/s320/3439390192_92661f043c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417607968668333890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's Jackson Rathbone's birthday today! And he was born in Singapore. Super cool. If you are outdated, he starred in the Twilight saga as Jasper Hale. And, the woman  next to him is ME! I very perasan, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 25th Birthday, sayang! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I perasan again, I know! I love sangat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-1847214471974089751?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1847214471974089751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/eclipse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1847214471974089751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1847214471974089751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/eclipse.html' title='Eclipse'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sy8y16NDadI/AAAAAAAAAuM/05gh5Ry1uXU/s72-c/406px-Eclipse-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-7205125248790266807</id><published>2009-12-15T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:53:14.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'>because 13 December is always fabulous</title><content type='html'>The days were great. My 19th was fabulous! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; But something was missing. Only I know. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyeNK0vTkaI/AAAAAAAAAuE/jwHKuMEdioY/s1600-h/3991049978_74d34378e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyeNK0vTkaI/AAAAAAAAAuE/jwHKuMEdioY/s320/3991049978_74d34378e4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415452294031577506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, I won't be in town tomorrow! Like finally, I will be out of this concrete jungle! Will be going to Johore tomorrow to do some shopping. Hopefully, a massive one. Hee! And for dinner, we will be heading to Senimbong (above picture). Can't wait! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm already NINETEEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it’s the simple things that you do, really hurt my feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-7205125248790266807?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7205125248790266807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/because-13-december-is-always-fabulous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7205125248790266807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7205125248790266807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/because-13-december-is-always-fabulous.html' title='because 13 December is always fabulous'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyeNK0vTkaI/AAAAAAAAAuE/jwHKuMEdioY/s72-c/3991049978_74d34378e4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5918767410579332689</id><published>2009-12-10T16:21:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T17:58:09.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'>8th December 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eight December TwentyZeroNine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Earlier in the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCyFn5D_3I/AAAAAAAAAsU/Cs3XC_0T-7Y/s1600-h/Photo0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCyFn5D_3I/AAAAAAAAAsU/Cs3XC_0T-7Y/s320/Photo0240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413522561776746354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Happy Birthday Syasya! (="&lt;br /&gt;Written by Nadiyatul. Why Syasya? Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCyFYU6CgI/AAAAAAAAAsM/-M_modc1318/s1600-h/Photo0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCyFYU6CgI/AAAAAAAAAsM/-M_modc1318/s320/Photo0239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413522557598566914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smiley drawn by Rajiv. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Later that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0m7qNyeI/AAAAAAAAAt0/dXmeZYuXozA/s1600-h/12858_208690972840_543502840_2966589_4982037_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0m7qNyeI/AAAAAAAAAt0/dXmeZYuXozA/s320/12858_208690972840_543502840_2966589_4982037_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413525333042121186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday Surprise planned by my gorgeous ladies. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0ml6LQ8I/AAAAAAAAAts/xTJ1DgAMOCs/s1600-h/12858_208690987840_543502840_2966591_1188655_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0ml6LQ8I/AAAAAAAAAts/xTJ1DgAMOCs/s320/12858_208690987840_543502840_2966591_1188655_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413525327203484610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0P_DtSEI/AAAAAAAAAtk/BfaUUBJ7NMU/s1600-h/12858_208690997840_543502840_2966592_88929_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0P_DtSEI/AAAAAAAAAtk/BfaUUBJ7NMU/s320/12858_208690997840_543502840_2966592_88929_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413524938817357890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They turned up too! Pleasant pleasant surprise! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0PfHmU0I/AAAAAAAAAtc/Bwx5-ihZNbI/s1600-h/12858_208691002840_543502840_2966593_6701988_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0PfHmU0I/AAAAAAAAAtc/Bwx5-ihZNbI/s320/12858_208691002840_543502840_2966593_6701988_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413524930243744578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0PKaERwI/AAAAAAAAAtU/1lZ2Zify3As/s1600-h/Photo0252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0PKaERwI/AAAAAAAAAtU/1lZ2Zify3As/s320/Photo0252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413524924684060418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0Ou-G3WI/AAAAAAAAAtM/coL17zt59xE/s1600-h/Photo0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0Ou-G3WI/AAAAAAAAAtM/coL17zt59xE/s320/Photo0256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413524917319032162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Paolo. My bestest buddy. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0ORaAJ3I/AAAAAAAAAtE/X1vxkTAjH_k/s1600-h/Photo0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyC0ORaAJ3I/AAAAAAAAAtE/X1vxkTAjH_k/s320/Photo0273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413524909382969202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCzaptIf-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/izy5UuKuUUc/s1600-h/Photo0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCzaptIf-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/izy5UuKuUUc/s320/Photo0264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413524022552461282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCzaa97wFI/AAAAAAAAAs0/mUe6CjEuinE/s1600-h/Photo0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCzaa97wFI/AAAAAAAAAs0/mUe6CjEuinE/s320/Photo0275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413524018596397138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCzZ2bJuPI/AAAAAAAAAss/88yBu80EguU/s1600-h/Photo0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCzZ2bJuPI/AAAAAAAAAss/88yBu80EguU/s320/Photo0282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413524008786835698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCzZdc14dI/AAAAAAAAAsk/KUFROUyXHK4/s1600-h/Photo0284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCzZdc14dI/AAAAAAAAAsk/KUFROUyXHK4/s320/Photo0284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413524002083037650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCzY7sXK8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/TodZm41Wv5s/s1600-h/Photo0287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCzY7sXK8I/AAAAAAAAAsc/TodZm41Wv5s/s320/Photo0287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413523993021328322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you for the handbag and the ginormous card. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyDFBIzynMI/AAAAAAAAAt8/JYd_qsvN_Us/s1600-h/12858_208691102840_543502840_2966606_3745898_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyDFBIzynMI/AAAAAAAAAt8/JYd_qsvN_Us/s320/12858_208691102840_543502840_2966606_3745898_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413543375434587330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aku love korang amat sangat!! Sumpah! (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My December days have been really great. I can't wait to turn 19 this Sunday. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-5918767410579332689?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5918767410579332689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/8th-december-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5918767410579332689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5918767410579332689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/8th-december-2009.html' title='8th December 2009'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SyCyFn5D_3I/AAAAAAAAAsU/Cs3XC_0T-7Y/s72-c/Photo0240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-1493854682671519221</id><published>2009-11-13T21:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:01:17.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><title type='text'>te amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sv1hphzfBnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/k_wgwlZ0db8/s1600-h/15834_177807421841_598226841_2828481_8036619_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sv1hphzfBnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/k_wgwlZ0db8/s320/15834_177807421841_598226841_2828481_8036619_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403582493991306866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HR Briefing at KKH with some of the classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sv1hpz_VGgI/AAAAAAAAAr8/vThX5HSp2jY/s1600-h/15834_177807426841_598226841_2828482_5512339_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sv1hpz_VGgI/AAAAAAAAAr8/vThX5HSp2jY/s320/15834_177807426841_598226841_2828482_5512339_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403582498872826370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those lovely people who I'll be working with.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sv1hqBuaOXI/AAAAAAAAAsE/vCDltIEKpN4/s1600-h/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sv1hqBuaOXI/AAAAAAAAAsE/vCDltIEKpN4/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403582502559955314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty extremely sangat!&lt;br /&gt;I want! Somebody? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://jewelabeya.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/3567677404642337167-1493854682671519221?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1493854682671519221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/te-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1493854682671519221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1493854682671519221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/te-amo.html' title='te amo'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sv1hphzfBnI/AAAAAAAAAr0/k_wgwlZ0db8/s72-c/15834_177807421841_598226841_2828481_8036619_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-3532768359221962987</id><published>2009-11-06T21:56:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:01:38.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><title type='text'>packed schedule</title><content type='html'>Please bear with me. I wanna complain the same old thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M VERY TIRED!&lt;br /&gt;I'M VERY SLEEPY!&lt;br /&gt;I'M VERY BUSY!&lt;br /&gt;I'M FEELING EXTREMELY PMS-Y!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the above, my days had been excellent though. With friends and especially with family. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm extremely lazy to update what happened the past days. I'll post the photos je lah, kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SvQuRYD7oCI/AAAAAAAAAq8/kyRwd6nAcwU/s1600-h/DSC01138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SvQuRYD7oCI/AAAAAAAAAq8/kyRwd6nAcwU/s320/DSC01138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400992729175662626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner with Dearest Family last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Finally! Chilli Crab! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SvQvTGJKE7I/AAAAAAAAArM/9r9fZG0pC8g/s1600-h/Photo0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SvQvTGJKE7I/AAAAAAAAArM/9r9fZG0pC8g/s320/Photo0067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400993858237109170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was given by my super dude, Ang Wee Kiong.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, he asked me to share it with Nur Fadilah Z!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SvQvngBY3dI/AAAAAAAAArU/GYFYYtYBIcA/s1600-h/Photo0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SvQvngBY3dI/AAAAAAAAArU/GYFYYtYBIcA/s320/Photo0072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400994208781229522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did ticketing at National Stadium with most of my classmates and&lt;br /&gt;few of my schoolmates.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore vs Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;TIRING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have all the pictures of what happened lately, obviously. But here's roughly what I'll be doing in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SvQx5pwfNdI/AAAAAAAAArc/bTosFXXEQeU/s1600-h/HRChallenge_cover_2010.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SvQx5pwfNdI/AAAAAAAAArc/bTosFXXEQeU/s320/HRChallenge_cover_2010.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400996719655597522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My team mates and I will be going to KK Hospital for the HR Briefing this coming Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;IN THE MORNING!&lt;br /&gt;Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SvQx6At7q8I/AAAAAAAAArs/KWVHyP7CSok/s1600-h/MENDAKI+%28COMPLETE%29+RGB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SvQx6At7q8I/AAAAAAAAArs/KWVHyP7CSok/s320/MENDAKI+%28COMPLETE%29+RGB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400996725818895298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the 18th, me and some others will be heading down to Wisma Mendaki to do some CIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SvQx575imcI/AAAAAAAAArk/Z2J0m0IHqN8/s1600-h/Quest2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SvQx575imcI/AAAAAAAAArk/Z2J0m0IHqN8/s320/Quest2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400996724525406658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" id="ctl00_cp1_lblFeaturedDesc" &gt;Date: 21 Nov 2009 (Sat), 8.30am&lt;br /&gt;Flag-off Point: Fort Canning Park (Fort Green)&lt;br /&gt;End Point: Downtown East&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee Kiong, Shameer, Dyla, Faah and I will be involved.&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T WAIT! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I'll be having class tests, CAs and many more stuffs. And I will be really busy. It's the last semester and I really wanna do well. Aja aja fighting! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA test will be on the 26th. All six stations in one day! I'm a really dead duck right now. I have yet to train myself for anything. Will be totally exhausted on that day. Thank God, it's the public holiday the next day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had S&amp;amp;W earlier in the day. Super tiring although it was just 2 rounds of running and doing pull-ups. Had fire drill after that and slept throughout the HR period. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous ladies, I miss you. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarifah and Hamizah, I miss you two. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-3532768359221962987?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3532768359221962987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/packed-schedule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3532768359221962987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3532768359221962987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/packed-schedule.html' title='packed schedule'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SvQuRYD7oCI/AAAAAAAAAq8/kyRwd6nAcwU/s72-c/DSC01138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-345220207403589280</id><published>2009-10-29T16:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:01:57.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'>selamat ulang tahun sayang</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Hk9ede6UTU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been doing a proper update lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired, busy and extremely lazy. Blame on the timetable lah! It's the third week of school, and never once was I early for class. I skipped quite a number of classes too, I think. Classes start at 8 for most of the days. No more afternoon class. TSK! And tueday is so not my favourite day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, anyhow, anyway, anywhore.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Today is my mother's 46th birthday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, IBU!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;On the 27th was Kakak's 22nd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My sisters and I are planning to dine at I-do-not-know-where-yet this coming Sunday together with our parents. I super can't wait! And I wanna watch 'This Is It', so might be watching it together with family. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last Friday, I went out with my secondary school gorgeous ladies to celebrate Naimah's 19th. Suzy could not make it due to some (un)forseen circumstances. Had dinner at Popeye's and took the flyer. Though only spent time with them for about 5 hours it was totally worth it. I had a splendid night with them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to AMK Hub after school since today class ended at noon. Bought myself bells (for the thumbdrive, so I won't lose it again!) and SIX bangles! I love love love sangat sangat! Right now, I am really super excited typing all this 'cause I super love my bangles!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is no-school day 'cause classes had been canceled. But will going to Vivocity with Dyla to check out some stuffs there. We won't be back late 'cause tomorrow is Dyla's Dad's birthday. I don't think I should tell that, but I feel like it. 'Cause some/most of the people I know, their birthday falls on this month. I yang excited tau! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;October babies:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naimah&lt;br /&gt;Fareed&lt;br /&gt;Iyliaq&lt;br /&gt;Mufida&lt;br /&gt;Fauzi&lt;br /&gt;Nani&lt;br /&gt;Nura&lt;br /&gt;Dani&lt;br /&gt;Ibu&lt;br /&gt;Kakak&lt;br /&gt;Cik Zulfattah&lt;br /&gt;and to those I accidently missed them out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy. Excited sangat and I can't wait for 13th December! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-345220207403589280?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/345220207403589280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/selamat-ulang-tahun-sayang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/345220207403589280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/345220207403589280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/selamat-ulang-tahun-sayang.html' title='selamat ulang tahun sayang'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-8057540033835046499</id><published>2009-10-28T08:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:02:14.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>syahidah-withlove</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SueLACPOmxI/AAAAAAAAAq0/t-7n5KZco5g/s320/16102009%28013%29-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397435511143832338" border="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be back soon. (:&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-8057540033835046499?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8057540033835046499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/syahidah-withlove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8057540033835046499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8057540033835046499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/syahidah-withlove.html' title='syahidah-withlove'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SueLACPOmxI/AAAAAAAAAq0/t-7n5KZco5g/s72-c/16102009%28013%29-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-6873360856370422133</id><published>2009-10-16T21:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:02:24.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>too much of something</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kakak:&lt;/span&gt; Should treat him like one already lah. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Airah:&lt;/span&gt; Sisters mah! Hehehe. Everyone says that. Thanks! IMY lah, babe. Take care! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nuraisah:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks, sweets! Feeling all better already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Misaki:&lt;/span&gt; Classic uh, babe. Tribute lah. One of the members passed away. I was their fan. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aryl:&lt;/span&gt; Ish! Tak lah. Dengar-dengar during menses boleh pregnant kan? Hahaha! :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HRIS Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LPD Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Attachment Report/ Presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most probably,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PR Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so busy although nothing much has been done yet.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HR Project&lt;/span&gt; - still unsure of the outcome. We'll discuss again on Monday.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LPD Project&lt;/span&gt; sounds really exciting. Another event to be planned.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Attachment Report/ Presentation&lt;/span&gt; is still so-so. I've yet to do my part. We are still waiting for instructions for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lazy to do everything. Extremely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying. I feel like screaming. I feel like shouting. I feel like eating every food/ tidbits in this house. I hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides projects, there are many thing else in my head. And they are no good stuffs. I wanna cry. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-6873360856370422133?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6873360856370422133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-much-of-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6873360856370422133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6873360856370422133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-much-of-something.html' title='too much of something'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-4348179838182757479</id><published>2009-10-08T16:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:02:35.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Ss2ocJiqEBI/AAAAAAAAAqk/X4qgIz6ZCPY/s1600-h/sick_pumpkin_2_353x470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Ss2ocJiqEBI/AAAAAAAAAqk/X4qgIz6ZCPY/s320/sick_pumpkin_2_353x470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390149530583437330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I am at home, feeling pretty sick. I took half day leave yesterday. And was given MC until tomorrow which also falls on the last day of my attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what happened yesterday? I felt extremely sick in the train yesterday. It was at YCK, and Dyla asked whether I wanted to alight first or not. So yeah, upon alighting I vomited on the platform itself. Dyla called fr the SMRT staff and I was brought to the office. Was given hot Milo and one of the staffs said I looked really pale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was okay, so I went to work. The staffs asked me whether I was fine and all. Again, they told me I looked really pale. And as usual, me being really stubborn convinced them I was okay. After the usual briefing/meeting, I rushed to the toilet. And once again, I vomited. I was feeling really weak after that and they asked me to go back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyla accompanied me to flag a cab. Cab-ed home and the driver was being really sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom took half day off to send me to the polyclinic. That time of the month, menses cramps, runny nose, cough. Besides vomiting in the public, what could be more worse than that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm feeling much better tonight, I might be going to work tomorrow. Those awesome people, I really gonna miss them so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-4348179838182757479?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4348179838182757479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4348179838182757479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4348179838182757479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Ss2ocJiqEBI/AAAAAAAAAqk/X4qgIz6ZCPY/s72-c/sick_pumpkin_2_353x470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-2680767192394107202</id><published>2009-10-03T11:22:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T11:55:38.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aidilfitri pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Syawal 1430H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbHR7m83nI/AAAAAAAAAqE/1tqrdz3TNFY/s1600-h/DSC00727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbHR7m83nI/AAAAAAAAAqE/1tqrdz3TNFY/s320/DSC00727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388213115068145266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbHRqbm9iI/AAAAAAAAAp8/VYON4sRsCkI/s1600-h/DSC00728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbHRqbm9iI/AAAAAAAAAp8/VYON4sRsCkI/s320/DSC00728.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388213110457169442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbHRe4Y1_I/AAAAAAAAAp0/hYsF0D98zzI/s1600-h/DSC00729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbHRe4Y1_I/AAAAAAAAAp0/hYsF0D98zzI/s320/DSC00729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388213107356653554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbHQ0LTS8I/AAAAAAAAAps/UVeFHw7mK64/s1600-h/DSC00739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbHQ0LTS8I/AAAAAAAAAps/UVeFHw7mK64/s320/DSC00739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388213095893257154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGtpPQHfI/AAAAAAAAApk/AtQFnKcmC8k/s1600-h/DSC00771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGtpPQHfI/AAAAAAAAApk/AtQFnKcmC8k/s320/DSC00771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388212491661614578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGtZPdKUI/AAAAAAAAApc/F7BvR2LIuQc/s1600-h/DSC00770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGtZPdKUI/AAAAAAAAApc/F7BvR2LIuQc/s320/DSC00770.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388212487367502146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGs_guIJI/AAAAAAAAApU/BEjJe3KYZGM/s1600-h/DSC00788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGs_guIJI/AAAAAAAAApU/BEjJe3KYZGM/s320/DSC00788.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388212480460595346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGsl69vRI/AAAAAAAAApM/hknCqgDLPXQ/s1600-h/DSC00803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGsl69vRI/AAAAAAAAApM/hknCqgDLPXQ/s320/DSC00803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388212473591348498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbJbtVDRVI/AAAAAAAAAqc/AdkhpZ7K9dA/s1600-h/Dhalia+n+Ayah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbJbtVDRVI/AAAAAAAAAqc/AdkhpZ7K9dA/s320/Dhalia+n+Ayah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388215482056918354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGsUPLqSI/AAAAAAAAApE/JSQtqgqG7xc/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%281%29+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGsUPLqSI/AAAAAAAAApE/JSQtqgqG7xc/s320/Hari+Raya+%281%29+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388212468844308770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGNI-us-I/AAAAAAAAAo8/x1MDYI-tcJ4/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%281%29+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGNI-us-I/AAAAAAAAAo8/x1MDYI-tcJ4/s320/Hari+Raya+%281%29+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388211933246567394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbHSQXrKzI/AAAAAAAAAqM/_OCkzDwi3L4/s1600-h/CIMG2750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbHSQXrKzI/AAAAAAAAAqM/_OCkzDwi3L4/s320/CIMG2750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388213120641215282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousins. Only half us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="post-author vcard"&gt;♥  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="post-author vcard"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="post-author vcard"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGMhg90lI/AAAAAAAAAo0/NgG5CF7UNoE/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%281%29+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGMhg90lI/AAAAAAAAAo0/NgG5CF7UNoE/s320/Hari+Raya+%281%29+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388211922652746322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Syawal 1430H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGMaRrhHI/AAAAAAAAAos/1zt3MoPrPbc/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%282%29+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGMaRrhHI/AAAAAAAAAos/1zt3MoPrPbc/s320/Hari+Raya+%282%29+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388211920709583986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGLwOrLUI/AAAAAAAAAok/DBKt3aUclIw/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%282%29+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGLwOrLUI/AAAAAAAAAok/DBKt3aUclIw/s320/Hari+Raya+%282%29+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388211909422689602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGLq1-gwI/AAAAAAAAAoc/1GSYoOAQE00/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%282%29+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbGLq1-gwI/AAAAAAAAAoc/1GSYoOAQE00/s320/Hari+Raya+%282%29+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388211907976921858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbFqWoWaiI/AAAAAAAAAoU/nBAuGnY4XMQ/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%282%29+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbFqWoWaiI/AAAAAAAAAoU/nBAuGnY4XMQ/s320/Hari+Raya+%282%29+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388211335615375906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbFqJjtEEI/AAAAAAAAAoM/8CpTCfoqx4A/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%282%29+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbFqJjtEEI/AAAAAAAAAoM/8CpTCfoqx4A/s320/Hari+Raya+%282%29+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388211332106227778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbFpnAtdVI/AAAAAAAAAoE/KgfqRW1C0YY/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%282%29+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbFpnAtdVI/AAAAAAAAAoE/KgfqRW1C0YY/s320/Hari+Raya+%282%29+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388211322832647506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbFpJBXxyI/AAAAAAAAAn8/wIc-UiqnWS0/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%282%29+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbFpJBXxyI/AAAAAAAAAn8/wIc-UiqnWS0/s320/Hari+Raya+%282%29+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388211314782357282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbFotPTfQI/AAAAAAAAAn0/xbr_AXlniN8/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%282%29+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbFotPTfQI/AAAAAAAAAn0/xbr_AXlniN8/s320/Hari+Raya+%282%29+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388211307324603650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd Syawal 1430H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbE44MVBuI/AAAAAAAAAns/Ps_NllhZbD8/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbE44MVBuI/AAAAAAAAAns/Ps_NllhZbD8/s320/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388210485631190754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbE4vaSSwI/AAAAAAAAAnk/hTMl7Gh_7Y0/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbE4vaSSwI/AAAAAAAAAnk/hTMl7Gh_7Y0/s320/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388210483273812738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbE4Nk2JaI/AAAAAAAAAnc/PUyIwa--QLk/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbE4Nk2JaI/AAAAAAAAAnc/PUyIwa--QLk/s320/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388210474191300002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbE3gzIlsI/AAAAAAAAAnU/8APXL0A8n2o/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbE3gzIlsI/AAAAAAAAAnU/8APXL0A8n2o/s320/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388210462171633346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbE3DwldbI/AAAAAAAAAnM/_mSChhmHH5g/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbE3DwldbI/AAAAAAAAAnM/_mSChhmHH5g/s320/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388210454376314290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am never tired of saying this.&lt;br /&gt;I love this man above super duper extremely infinity much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="post-author vcard"&gt;♥  &lt;span class="fn"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="post-author vcard"&gt;♥ &lt;span class="fn"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="post-author vcard"&gt;♥ &lt;span class="fn"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbETn9qd-I/AAAAAAAAAnE/fT2Ss6UI6DM/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbETn9qd-I/AAAAAAAAAnE/fT2Ss6UI6DM/s320/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388209845619554274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbETITItBI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Dwv5HUUToGk/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbETITItBI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Dwv5HUUToGk/s320/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388209837119681554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbESvinEJI/AAAAAAAAAm0/wlXswU_jKfg/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbESvinEJI/AAAAAAAAAm0/wlXswU_jKfg/s320/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388209830473699474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbESD7E5NI/AAAAAAAAAms/7Af3dUsrCmU/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbESD7E5NI/AAAAAAAAAms/7Af3dUsrCmU/s320/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388209818765157586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbERlaGLxI/AAAAAAAAAmk/rrc2NRyvu1M/s1600-h/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbERlaGLxI/AAAAAAAAAmk/rrc2NRyvu1M/s320/Hari+Raya+%283%5D+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388209810573766418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbHsAQJKQI/AAAAAAAAAqU/rZQsWg03I_k/s1600-h/Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbHsAQJKQI/AAAAAAAAAqU/rZQsWg03I_k/s320/Collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388213562991257858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Gorge! &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &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/3567677404642337167-2680767192394107202?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2680767192394107202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/1st-syawal-1430h-cousins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2680767192394107202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2680767192394107202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/1st-syawal-1430h-cousins.html' title='aidilfitri pictures'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsbHR7m83nI/AAAAAAAAAqE/1tqrdz3TNFY/s72-c/DSC00727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-3135373390512575239</id><published>2009-10-02T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:02:50.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love You'/><title type='text'>ana uhibbuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsYD01s2RBI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Iext5ME15vw/s1600-h/aeroplane-in-sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsYD01s2RBI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Iext5ME15vw/s320/aeroplane-in-sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387998210498642962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;28th September has long gone. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eshtaaqtu Elayy-ka&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; definitely knows what that means. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-3135373390512575239?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3135373390512575239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/ana-uhibbuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3135373390512575239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3135373390512575239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/ana-uhibbuk.html' title='ana uhibbuk'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SsYD01s2RBI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Iext5ME15vw/s72-c/aeroplane-in-sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-334605655198900026</id><published>2009-09-18T14:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T14:59:28.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>eid mubarak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SrMqmBoGaiI/AAAAAAAAAmM/N87J5Oda-OQ/s1600-h/3929502018_e74c234f5a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SrMqmBoGaiI/AAAAAAAAAmM/N87J5Oda-OQ/s320/3929502018_e74c234f5a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382692812397898274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time flies real fast. Tonight will be the last time we get to perform Terawih for the year. Tomorrow will the last day to fast for 2009. I've cried quite a number of times this Ramadhan, and that has never happened before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling pretty sad that Ramadhan has to leave. Because every year, it gets me thinking whether will I be able to meet another Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so not looking forward to Aidilfitri. As quoted from Kakak: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The only thing that I enjoy during Raya is the songs.&lt;/span&gt; Exactly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is about 50% done, I guess. The living room is pretty much done. We're only left with the rooms. I'm gonna do some chores after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, the only place I really wanna go is Makkah. It's been 10 years now. I miss it a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SrMvHaCYNFI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_fWGcqc-1uE/s1600-h/a624659cfd435fb4041495a1635eefa6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SrMvHaCYNFI/AAAAAAAAAmU/_fWGcqc-1uE/s320/a624659cfd435fb4041495a1635eefa6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382697783932761170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-334605655198900026?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/334605655198900026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/eid-mubarak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/334605655198900026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/334605655198900026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/eid-mubarak.html' title='eid mubarak'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SrMqmBoGaiI/AAAAAAAAAmM/N87J5Oda-OQ/s72-c/3929502018_e74c234f5a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-8371669712063232291</id><published>2009-09-17T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:49:04.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>kids say the darndest things</title><content type='html'>Adorable, adorable young beings. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ib0Tll3sGB0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ib0Tll3sGB0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-8371669712063232291?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8371669712063232291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/kids-say-darndest-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8371669712063232291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8371669712063232291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='kids say the darndest things'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-4327197971691130259</id><published>2009-09-14T13:53:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:36:13.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>shape of my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sq3akyRm0cI/AAAAAAAAAk4/bdtmuWZnpU0/s1600-h/9+September+2009+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sq3akyRm0cI/AAAAAAAAAk4/bdtmuWZnpU0/s320/9+September+2009+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381197455283376578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;09/09/09&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Break Fasting - Birthday - Reunion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time with you guys, dearest LOVES.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, women. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sq3jNPLZ50I/AAAAAAAAAlA/c-vC-zfLGWQ/s1600-h/13+September+2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sq3jNPLZ50I/AAAAAAAAAlA/c-vC-zfLGWQ/s320/13+September+2009+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381206946329782082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;13/09/09&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Johore Trip with the Paternal families.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped for Hari Raya cookies/snacks at Rengit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sq3k3KMCXDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/a63S_0AG5eY/s1600-h/13+September+2009+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sq3k3KMCXDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/a63S_0AG5eY/s320/13+September+2009+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381208766056389682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had our almost-to-Isyak break fast at Kampong Senimbong (or whatever it is called).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sq3k3pPopCI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ZK8xAHUAA8A/s1600-h/13+September+2009+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sq3k3pPopCI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ZK8xAHUAA8A/s320/13+September+2009+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381208774392980514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to Danga City Mall and bought carpets at Jackel Sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sq3k3zxGBYI/AAAAAAAAAlY/byjOxVhdqw0/s1600-h/13+September+2009+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sq3k3zxGBYI/AAAAAAAAAlY/byjOxVhdqw0/s320/13+September+2009+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381208777217672578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had our supper by the road restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Second link and home, finally. (:&lt;br /&gt;Fun. Tiring. Shagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qgIv7DoNzGE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch this! It has already been shown in Indonesia. I have the novels but have yet to read them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be having my attachment on the 22nd Sept until 10th October. The only available day is on 27th. Our application was declined at first 'cause the company needed 15 students but only 4 applied. But last Friday, was told they wanted us back. I was having second thoughts when agreeing to it 'cause I already made plans on what to do during my hols. But looking at the amount of money left in the bank, accept it je lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks Hanis for the code. But I actually wanted to upload the surahs in my phone. Thanks anyways. (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-4327197971691130259?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4327197971691130259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/shape-of-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4327197971691130259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4327197971691130259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/shape-of-my-heart.html' title='shape of my heart'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sq3akyRm0cI/AAAAAAAAAk4/bdtmuWZnpU0/s72-c/9+September+2009+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-3863394970891082883</id><published>2009-09-07T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:04:27.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><title type='text'>medinah mist</title><content type='html'>Okay. Events paper was pretty easy, I guess. I was down with excruciating menses cramp since Friday and I only managed to revise only during midnight just now. Slept at about 2 ++ and woke up again at 5.15 am to continue. Last minute thing works, at times. But I still hate it. But I got to love it too sometimes. Okay, crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll do well for my Events. I'm hoping for an A or the worse grade I could at least hope for is a B. I will not be putting high hopes for Office Admin. I'm aiming for a B. I'm already super tired and sleepy right now. Please pray that I'll revise OA tonight and also the whole day of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paper, proceeded to the Auditorium for HR Project Briefing. New semester has yet to start, yet they already started to brief about the project. Change of environment for this project. Won't be doing the project with the usual girls but Dyla and I are teaming up with Shameer, Wee Kiong and Rajiv. I'm very excited to work with them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, had Iftar at Mak's house. Abang Fen and family, Kak Yah and Aliff, Mak and Bapak and my family and I were there. I really love them. Although we were there for only about 2 hours, it was very kecoh. I got to meet Aliff! I missed him super much. I was pretty sad when he changed his FB status from 'Single' to 'In Relationship', but he convinced me that night that he was still single. I really love him extremely much. And he has our picture together during last year's Hari Raya in his phone! My dearest nephew. I don't know what I'd do if he doesn't exist in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much on Saturday. I was on the bed almost the whole day trying not to cry and trying to bear with the cramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got better the next day. Many interesting things happened on Sunday. And I loved it. Madrasah as usual in the morning. Headed back home and went out again after Asar to Iftar at the previous Madrasah. Like I said earlier, many interesting things happened. I won't elaborate here. Don't really want to spread the good stuffs. ((: After terawih and such, proceeded to Aunt's house 'cause my maternal relatives were there. Had a really fun time playing with dearest Dani. And I love all of them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keena and Neesya's N Level have started. And I wish them the bestest of luck to  both younger sisters of mine. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; My last paper will be on this Wednesday, I need both Man and Lady Luck to be on my side too. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll head for the bed now and I'll start the revision after Maghrib. Let us all hope, that I will do just that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-3863394970891082883?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3863394970891082883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/medinah-mist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3863394970891082883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3863394970891082883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/medinah-mist.html' title='medinah mist'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-7521559983386603714</id><published>2009-09-01T16:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:42:59.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>i love my parents!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SpzX-nMPCxI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Wt_ZGpqS4jg/s1600-h/Eve+of+CNY00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SpzX-nMPCxI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Wt_ZGpqS4jg/s320/Eve+of+CNY00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376409525845691154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(30-31 August)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 23rd ANNIVERSARY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SpzX-LWWUGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/V3dwsMQcUDA/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SpzX-LWWUGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/V3dwsMQcUDA/s320/DSC00285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376409518371917922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(1st September)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 5Oth BIRTHDAY, AYAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SpzX971WHOI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4jFICPHk1Dg/s1600-h/Gift+Exchange+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SpzX971WHOI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4jFICPHk1Dg/s320/Gift+Exchange+02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376409514206960866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY, IBU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SpzdMjtqN7I/AAAAAAAAAkw/WJNdGVng2y0/s1600-h/Teacher%27s+Day+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SpzdMjtqN7I/AAAAAAAAAkw/WJNdGVng2y0/s320/Teacher%27s+Day+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376415262988449714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These were what my Mom received from her little students and colleagues.&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/3567677404642337167-7521559983386603714?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7521559983386603714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-my-parents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7521559983386603714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7521559983386603714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-my-parents.html' title='i love my parents!'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SpzX-nMPCxI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Wt_ZGpqS4jg/s72-c/Eve+of+CNY00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-1979018589155318145</id><published>2009-08-25T14:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:26:14.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blockquote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>it will be alright</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SpOQSmmo9jI/AAAAAAAAAkI/iWBk6YWxgAc/s320/ayat-ayat-cinta-the-movie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373797429657794098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bad day today. Was already heartbroken and sadden in the morning. And being in school made me feel worse. Some things/ people just really irritated me much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's someone I look up to. My heart beats fast whenever I hear his voice. I am always afraid to look at him whenever he stands in front of me. His smell always makes me go crazy. All of the characteristics that I want in a man are found in him. The thought of him and only to hear his name makes me smile from one ear to another. Though I seldom see him but knowing that he's at the same place as me makes me feel really glad because I know he's safe. He's the only person I really feel attracted to upon hearing just his soothing voice and the way he recites the Quran. He always makes me look forward to Sundays. I love the way he called out my name. After almost a year of not seeing, looking at him for the first time last month made me speechless and breathless. And I started to extremely like him when he leaded the Terawih last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's currently on a 3 months break. Almost 2 months had past. He will be leaving for Madinah on the 28 September to continue his studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's 22 and getting married soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted my life to be like a movie. It seems that my wish has been granted. My life is currently almost like the first half of Ayat-Ayat Cinta except with the difference I'm not a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teared on the way home in the train thinking how unlucky I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be alright. I know I'll be. 'Cause I also know I am never alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever fallen in love with a person without looking at the face or observing the personality first, but just hearing his/her voice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-1979018589155318145?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1979018589155318145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-will-be-alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1979018589155318145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1979018589155318145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-will-be-alright.html' title='it will be alright'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SpOQSmmo9jI/AAAAAAAAAkI/iWBk6YWxgAc/s72-c/ayat-ayat-cinta-the-movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5938615978630835540</id><published>2009-08-24T11:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T12:03:56.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blockquote'/><title type='text'>third ramadhan</title><content type='html'>Last Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syahidah:&lt;/span&gt; Kai fahaluk, ya Fadilah? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(How are you, Fadilah?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fadilah:&lt;/span&gt; Ana uhibbuk. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I love you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute lah kan kawan aku ni. She understood the question but she did not know how to answer it. She knew that wasn't the answer too, but she just answered it anyways. And yes, I love her to death too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day of Ramadhan and all thanks to The Almighty, everything has been going extremely well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since young, I have been wanting to learn Arabic language and memorise the Al-Quran. Those two had always been on my wish list. Every time I hear, someone/ people speak Arab, I feel like I'm lost in the Middle East. And when the Imam recites the surah during prayers, I barely could understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed the terawih at Muhammadiyah yesterday, the Imam recited one of my favourite surahs, Al-Qiyamah, and he missed out an ayat. But one of the makmums corrected him. I was really proud I spotted the mistake as I memorised some/ most of the ayats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing a lot of thinking. And I'm glad to say I want to let go of some things. Not a wholesome but bit by bit. And I'll try not to regret or look back. Not giving up on those things though, but just leaving it to God. Like the saying goes; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We plan but He decides&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll attend Events class later. I've kinda studied but nothing was absorbed. I have already written down notes and did the mind mapping and stuffs but I still cannot recall anything. I'm very poor at memorising, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna change myself for the better. Still trying. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking forward to the last day of Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even if you dislike that person, you still have to treat him/her fairly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-5938615978630835540?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5938615978630835540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/blockquote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5938615978630835540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5938615978630835540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/blockquote.html' title='third ramadhan'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-6560640410086758161</id><published>2009-08-18T15:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:56:36.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blockquote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>you've done it, again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SopVhhEtZ9I/AAAAAAAAAkA/-n4Gb4W4_fo/s1600-h/ramadhan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SopVhhEtZ9I/AAAAAAAAAkA/-n4Gb4W4_fo/s320/ramadhan2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371199539894904786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Currently I'm in a really sucky situation.&lt;br /&gt;Angry, frustrated, annoyed, furious, irate.&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed, sad, stupid, pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what to feel anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an extremely happier note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; is nearing.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank God for that. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ku mengharapkan Ramadhan kali ini penuh makna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agar dapat ku lalui dengan sempurna&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Harapan Ramadhan (Man Bai &amp;amp; Raihan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-6560640410086758161?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6560640410086758161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/youve-done-it-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6560640410086758161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6560640410086758161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/youve-done-it-again.html' title='you&apos;ve done it, again.'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SopVhhEtZ9I/AAAAAAAAAkA/-n4Gb4W4_fo/s72-c/ramadhan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5138957366374414684</id><published>2009-08-12T16:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:27:46.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><title type='text'>bailamos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SoKE0kGvqEI/AAAAAAAAAj4/0uabriVQALY/s320/11082009-0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368999744359082050" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm a really horrible person.&lt;br /&gt;One, a great friend tegur-ed me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And it was a very good tegur-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Second, my friend said I used to laugh at her 'cause she was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pelat&lt;/span&gt; and could not&lt;br /&gt;pronounce 'Allah' properly.&lt;br /&gt;And she went home and cried about it.&lt;br /&gt;It happened when we were in Primary 4.&lt;br /&gt;Worse thing is, I could not remember it!&lt;br /&gt;Feeling really guilty and bad right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;I've watched G.I JOE! :D&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I go gugu-gaga over the Army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;I hate projects.&lt;br /&gt;They always take up my resting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;I had my hair cut, last week.&lt;br /&gt;Concave; liking it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to eat already.&lt;br /&gt;A good sign.&lt;br /&gt;But I only eat a quarter of my meal.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I will be updating my blog often now.&lt;br /&gt;Very malas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;I feel like deactivating my Facebook and Twitter and deleting my blog.&lt;br /&gt;But, my life will be such a bore after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Kay, bye!&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/3567677404642337167-5138957366374414684?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5138957366374414684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/aku-jahat-gitu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5138957366374414684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5138957366374414684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/aku-jahat-gitu.html' title='bailamos'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SoKE0kGvqEI/AAAAAAAAAj4/0uabriVQALY/s72-c/11082009-0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-6282350851465987476</id><published>2009-08-03T10:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:58:50.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>another sickly yet beautiful yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SnZSJcQNRVI/AAAAAAAAAjw/aDFXArwrGeM/s1600-h/DSC04101edit-horz1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 85px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SnZSJcQNRVI/AAAAAAAAAjw/aDFXArwrGeM/s320/DSC04101edit-horz1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365566328214996306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After almost a week of sitting at home and lying on the bed&lt;br /&gt;with sweater that never leaves my body,&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally going back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I think it's a half-good, half-bad thing because&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;I am very much having this stuuupid headache.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, not forgetting still feeling really really extremely lethargic as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cough.&lt;br /&gt;Sniff.&lt;br /&gt;Cough.&lt;br /&gt;Sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had a proper meal for more than a week now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not hungry.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA BE HUNGRY!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a hungry ghost, can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will this end, I wonder. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, on a really random note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUNDAYS ARE LOVED! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-6282350851465987476?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6282350851465987476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-sickly-yet-beautiful-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6282350851465987476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6282350851465987476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-sickly-yet-beautiful-yesterday.html' title='another sickly yet beautiful yesterday'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SnZSJcQNRVI/AAAAAAAAAjw/aDFXArwrGeM/s72-c/DSC04101edit-horz1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5083983395085803541</id><published>2009-07-24T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T16:58:20.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>not H1N1 symptoms, i hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sml1RuGXbvI/AAAAAAAAAjo/BMmjurg6-zA/s1600-h/sick.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sml1RuGXbvI/AAAAAAAAAjo/BMmjurg6-zA/s320/sick.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361945778654244594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fever. Slight running nose. Sore throat. Headache. Body aches. Tired. I hope I'll get better tonight. I have to go to New Park Hotel tomorrow. For sure, temperature will be taken. And my chest hurts out of sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will fall sick soon 'cause I had the symptoms. I already felt really weak yesterday. But I forced myself to continue doing stuffs as per normal. Stubborn, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISQ played Captain's Ball yesterday. Our S&amp;amp;W lesson won't be complete without any shouting, screaming and laughter. Naz and I had our 2 seconds of Disney Fairytale. I was careless and got tricked by Iyliaq. A great game. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt my left foot real bad last month and was advised not to overwork it. But it's starting to hurt again now. I think I've been walking/ running too much. I better not do much work 'cause I was told it would take months to heal should the foot hurt real bad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I badly wanna take a rest but I can't. I have to edit and finish up my draft and send to Faah asap for her to collate. Somebody, please, do it for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I feel like vomiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-5083983395085803541?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5083983395085803541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-h1n1-symptoms-i-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5083983395085803541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5083983395085803541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-h1n1-symptoms-i-hope.html' title='not H1N1 symptoms, i hope.'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sml1RuGXbvI/AAAAAAAAAjo/BMmjurg6-zA/s72-c/sick.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-717747042091827912</id><published>2009-07-22T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T10:32:21.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>and the half blood prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SmZ0orTESxI/AAAAAAAAAjg/suezuLiulrQ/s1600-h/hpathbp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SmZ0orTESxI/AAAAAAAAAjg/suezuLiulrQ/s320/hpathbp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361100648597441298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since I did not read the book, I found the movie quite good. Funny but not much climax. And there were 3 parts where I teared. First was when Hermione felt so hurt/ jealous and cried bad. Second was when Dumbledore struggling-ly had to finish up the potion. Third was when Dumbledore knew, he had to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm being emotional these days. I find it unnecessary to cry on Hermione's part. I also cried when Cedric Diggory died in The Goblet of Fire. And Kakak was like, Are you that sad that he died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry looks really cute after he drank the Potion Luck.&lt;br /&gt;Hermione looks incredibly gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;Ron looks messy.&lt;br /&gt;Ginny looks different. In a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna watch it again, tonight. With sisters this time round. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LPD Presentation not really done.&lt;br /&gt;Events project going pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;Got nagged from Mrs L for skipping her class last Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Stomach ache on Monday night was excruciatingly painful.&lt;br /&gt;I ate four plates of rice yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't hungry, just felt like eating.&lt;br /&gt;I have not had the pratas this week.&lt;br /&gt;Jihan is starting to be really boring.&lt;br /&gt;Dyla said I'm good at imitating Aurel.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really lazy to go school 'cause the weather is perfect.&lt;br /&gt; I hope it will rain the whole day today.&lt;br /&gt;No humidity, please.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to feel sick again.&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/3567677404642337167-717747042091827912?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SmZ0orTESxI/AAAAAAAAAjg/suezuLiulrQ/s72-c/hpathbp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-851078837739528872</id><published>2009-07-20T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:00:33.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>under the weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Headache Upset Stomach Headache Upset Stomach Headache Upset Stomach Headache Upset Stomach Headache Upset Stomach Headache Upset Stomach Headache Upset Stomach Headache Upset Stomach Headache Upset Stomach Headache Upset Stomach Headache Upset Stomach Headache Upset Stomach Headache Upset Stomach 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back on track and walk it, alone, for your own sake.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Thank you, again, for reminding me. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faah's LPD presentation got me all excited because the topic she talked about just now was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARRY POTTER&lt;/span&gt;! I'm gonna watch it with my sisters on Monday (hopefully), and the next day with Dyla. I can't wait! :D And she really did a great presentation. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 5 consecutive days, I had cheese prata and plain one with fish curry. Sedap tau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to present for LPD. Actually I kinda do. But I have 3 topics in mind. One is something I'm passionate about. Another one is something I experienced about 6 years ago. The other is something I really adore and love. Every of the topic is interesting, at least for me lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week, I had this sudden urge to actually look back on my past stuffs. Diaries, pictures, friendship cards from primary and secondary school friends, picture calendar from Irfany, gifts etc. I really missed my younger days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember buying this friendship band. I bought it for myself. It looked pretty, then. It still does, now. Also I remember buying two one-drop perfumes, and still has yet to use it. I'm not quite sure why I bought those 'cause when I smelled them the other day, they still smell wangi but very memeningkan. And I found pictures of me and my friends and Jahan's picture too. I found a picture of me and Raden too! And when I showed it to her earlier this week, she was pretty shocked! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda in contact back with a friend and teacher from primary school. And insyaAllah, we will meet this Hari Raya. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop for now. Headache is seriously killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh! I've got something to show you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayie&lt;/span&gt;! That was your nickname, remember? HAHAHA! I dreamt about you. So, if I dream about you means I miss you, kan? Hehe! Meet up, meet up soon! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-2059858287834644394?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2059858287834644394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/somewhere-over-rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2059858287834644394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2059858287834644394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/somewhere-over-rainbow.html' title='douche bag (:'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-6874736133384855866</id><published>2009-07-16T09:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:01:55.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>Little Miss Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sl6Euu3Z0gI/AAAAAAAAAjY/f3h8KOpbfUg/s320/pms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358866545006727682" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am starting&lt;/span&gt; to get extra frustrated (Especially over this current situation.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am starting&lt;/span&gt; to get extra angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am starting to&lt;/span&gt; get extra annoyed by some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am starting to&lt;/span&gt; get extra hungry almost every hour (I skipped my first two periods yesterday just to eat 'cause I'll get mad if I had to wait any longer. And I had two lunches in school.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am starting to&lt;/span&gt; get extra thirsty almost every hour (That explains the regular going in and out of the toilet.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am starting to&lt;/span&gt; get extra tired. (That explains my often crankiness.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am starting to&lt;/span&gt; get extra emotional especially at night (But am glad have not cried &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;, just feeling moody.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am starting to&lt;/span&gt; be extra bitchy to some people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am starting to&lt;/span&gt; have constant headaches/migraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am starting to &lt;/span&gt;have constant upset stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm currently having this urge to beat people up. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16th JULY 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm currently broke 'cause I spent most of my money on foods and beverages.&lt;br /&gt;TSK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-6874736133384855866?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6874736133384855866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-miss-red.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6874736133384855866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6874736133384855866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-miss-red.html' title='Little Miss Red'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sl6Euu3Z0gI/AAAAAAAAAjY/f3h8KOpbfUg/s72-c/pms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-6770550008077296354</id><published>2009-07-14T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:02:13.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>just beat it</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lVJVRywgmYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with me with MJ and his songs? I wasn't even a fan of his. This is all Kakak's and Dyla's faults. Thanks ehh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-6770550008077296354?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6770550008077296354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-beat-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6770550008077296354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6770550008077296354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-beat-it.html' title='just beat it'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-7014559490803921152</id><published>2009-07-10T21:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:02:29.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m Sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blockquote'/><title type='text'>guilty as charged</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Like said in my text message yesterday night, I apologise for not being able to come and watch you perform tomorrow. And I realised I've never witnessed any of your performances or competitions. Maybe only once. But that doesn't mean, I've not been supporting the band. I do, especially you. I'm sorry I can't be there, physically. But I'll always be supporting you mentally and psychologically. I really hope you know that. I'm terribly sorry for turning you down. ):&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt not guilty turning people down especially if they asked me out or watch them perform/compete. My weekends aren't always free. I'm rarely available on Saturdays. Sundays, for me, are strictly meant for family day. I'm still feeling guilty for not turning up at the class reunion many Saturdays ago. Still upset for not attending SWSY Concert few Saturdays back. I wished I have extra 2 days more. 5 days for school. 2 days for my family. Another 2 days for my friends. I do not want my friends to think that I'm not supportive or sportive enough and that I'm always stuck at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry. )':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-7014559490803921152?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7014559490803921152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/guilty-as-charged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7014559490803921152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7014559490803921152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/guilty-as-charged.html' title='guilty as charged'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-1704393808937455255</id><published>2009-07-09T09:11:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:02:55.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>harry potek!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SlVFcHyUNoI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-Xfsqs_jLCE/s1600-h/Hp6teaserposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SlVFcHyUNoI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-Xfsqs_jLCE/s320/Hp6teaserposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356263681255814786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Showing: 16th July.&lt;br /&gt;Who wanna watch it with me?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lrbMqjHMcmI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Transformers again last Tuesday. This time with Dyla. School ended super early and we had loads of time, so yeah. And futhermore, Dyla has not watched it. So yeah, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I already watched it, I thought maybe I could take a nap in the theater for while. But this woman, she was so noisy. She kept sighing and tsk-ing, especially when Optimus was dead. This woman is called Nur Fadilah Z. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial plan was to watch at Causeway Point. But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; changed plans to go to Plaza Singapore and watch. Wrong decision! Cathay is faaaaar better than GV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is pretty much the same. Except that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; events planned are cancelled due to the H1N1. I was really looking forward to my classmates' events and was really disappointed upon hearing the news. PhotoShoot Junkie and School Carnival all cancelled. Sad sad. Anyhoots, on a lighter not, Admin Office reports were already handed in. Left with presentations and Events reports/presentation. A quarter of the burden is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two wedding ceremonies to attend this Sunday. Both are kinda related. Going to attend two more next Sunday. One of them is related. Not really looking forward to attend those, cause I hate crowded places. And I hope it won't be scorching hot. But I LOVE WEDDINGS! Looking forward to see the decorations. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday, we will be buying a new set of Teevee. I hope we will buy it 'cause we already postponed it too many times. With Baju Kurung and heels, Mustafa Centre/Courts, we will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately need at least two days (note: not nights)  of sleep. My eyes are getting puffier. I have to use the eyeliner to school, temporarily. Or else, I will look like a zombie. Dyla said I look a bit fresher with the eyeliner on. But Faah said, she can still notice my tired eyes despite the eyeliner. So, imagine me without the eyeliner. I will look horrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-1704393808937455255?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1704393808937455255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1704393808937455255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1704393808937455255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potek.html' title='harry potek!'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SlVFcHyUNoI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-Xfsqs_jLCE/s72-c/Hp6teaserposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-8515088620823343489</id><published>2009-07-03T16:33:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:03:30.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blockquote'/><title type='text'>personality test</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 340px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sk3I786ny7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/WGrNF3LexXc/s320/5117_109176229752_789484752_2038925_2361682_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354156464303229874" border="5" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see sexy legs! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syahidah's Existing Situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craves change and new things, always looking for new adventures and activities. Becomes restless and frustrated when she has to wait to long for things to develop. Her impatience leads to irritability and a desire to move on to the next project.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syahidah's Stress Sources&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current situation is unsatisfying, but feels a lack of cooperation from others in order to make changes. Has a strong need for understanding, affectionate, and a true and take relationship. Feeling tied down has left her impatient, irritable, and needed to escape.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syahidah's Restrained Characteristics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current situations force her into compromise and placing her own hopes and desires on hold for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although she feels isolated and alone, she is afraid of forming deep, meaningful relationships. Is conceited and is easily offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open and emotionally involved in relationships.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syahidah's Desired Objective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly optimistic and outgoing personality. Loves to learn new and exciting things, and craves new interests. Looking for a well-rounded life full of success and new experiences. Does not allow herself to be overcome with negative thoughts or self-doubt. Takes life head on, with enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syahidah's Actual Problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishes she was more spontaneous and impulsive, but holds back because she needs things to be in order, rational, and clearly defined.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syahidah's Actual Problem #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling anxious and restless frustration toward current situation or unfulfilled emotional requirements are causing stress. She tries escaping by throwing herself into activities directed at personal success or experiencing new things.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid everything above is kinda true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including the sexy legs! HAHAHAHA! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-8515088620823343489?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8515088620823343489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/personality-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8515088620823343489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8515088620823343489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/personality-test.html' title='personality test'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sk3I786ny7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/WGrNF3LexXc/s72-c/5117_109176229752_789484752_2038925_2361682_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-1202562927941700466</id><published>2009-06-29T11:18:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:03:53.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>robots in disguise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SkgzS5wXjSI/AAAAAAAAAiA/yhKmRx9x3MU/s1600-h/3592559586_ee21857399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SkgzS5wXjSI/AAAAAAAAAiA/yhKmRx9x3MU/s320/3592559586_ee21857399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352584556964187426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched Transformers! Midnight movie last Friday with sisters, cousins, uncle and aunt. Everything in that movie was hot. From the trailers to the cars, the robots, the actors/actresses and the soldiers! Except that evil robot-woman. She really tried so hard, but she's not sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Skg1waSggII/AAAAAAAAAiQ/bWzztY9eHMg/s1600-h/castingcall_evenstevens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Skg1waSggII/AAAAAAAAAiQ/bWzztY9eHMg/s400/castingcall_evenstevens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352587262936776834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shia LaBeouf, then.&lt;br /&gt;(Casts of Even Stevens. So kental!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Skg2VOpOjQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Ef0kkiJmUwA/s1600-h/a_shia_labeouf_0703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Skg2VOpOjQI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Ef0kkiJmUwA/s320/a_shia_labeouf_0703.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352587895466003714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shia LaBeouf, now.&lt;br /&gt;*screeeeaaammmm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Skg5yBYoBlI/AAAAAAAAAio/Xqr6THLFQWw/s1600-h/transformers-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Skg5yBYoBlI/AAAAAAAAAio/Xqr6THLFQWw/s320/transformers-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352591688657798738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(right) Josh Duhamel&lt;br /&gt;*screeeeaaammmm*&lt;br /&gt;He held Megan's hand while running!&lt;br /&gt;*urghhhhhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Skg3QAkEFpI/AAAAAAAAAig/cN9UagplEsY/s1600-h/megan-fox-transformers-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Skg3QAkEFpI/AAAAAAAAAig/cN9UagplEsY/s320/megan-fox-transformers-06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352588905298531986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Megan Fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*screeeeaaammmm*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the 'Megan Fox-was-a-guy' thing would be just a rumour. She is too hot to be a transvestite. I'm not obsessive, Kakak. She just makes people go 'eee-gerammmmmnyerrr!' Which is actually a compliment. And NO! I'm not turning lesbian. Tyvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was sleeping the other day when Kakak was like: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayo Syahidah. Ayo. Ayo Syahidah. Kau tak suke Michael Jackson, kan? Michael Jackson dah mati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The fact that Michael/ Mikael Jackson is gone is really hard to swallow. I wasn't really a fan of his. I only love his songs. "You Are Not Alone" and "Heal the World" are my all-time favourites. I did not listen to those songs for a very very long time. But when I heard "You Are Not Alone", I was a bit sad. Firstly was because: God, he's really gone. Secondly: This should be my break-up song! HAHA! Very tak kena-mengena, I know. But the song was really meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray, hope, wish he died as a Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The computer is slowly dying. Keep crashing here and there. And the windows are suddenly gone. The teevee is gone. I was watching Rab Ne Banadi Jodi when it switched off on its own. My hp is going haywire already. It suddenly restarts itself when I was watching a video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devices at home are seriously making me mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll be meeting with my groupmates for Admin project later at Banquet. A week left to the due date. I do not know who's coming and who's not, how many are coming and all. I just hope I won't embarrassed myself again in front of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate presentations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-1202562927941700466?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1202562927941700466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/robots-in-disguise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1202562927941700466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1202562927941700466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/robots-in-disguise.html' title='robots in disguise'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SkgzS5wXjSI/AAAAAAAAAiA/yhKmRx9x3MU/s72-c/3592559586_ee21857399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-8510126781051381867</id><published>2009-06-25T17:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:05:10.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama'/><title type='text'>it was an early morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SkNGg1DyWmI/AAAAAAAAAhg/9SoU2rAOw3Y/s320/21June2009+001edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351198312059001442" border="0" /&gt;Mohd. Dani Haqeem &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SkNGhsgHbII/AAAAAAAAAh4/4bGOwPI8Ll4/s320/21June2009+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351198326941772930" border="5" /&gt;Cousin's Day Out last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;The extreme left is not my cousin. She's my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;But she does look very young, right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popeye's is super much better than KFC. Malaysia's KFC is far much better than Singapore's. I still love KFC, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SkNGhJwsb_I/AAAAAAAAAho/JBax93J1vbI/s320/21June2009+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351198317616066546" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right side of my left ankle is covered with red spots and I don't know why. Super itchy and once they are healed, super damn sure they'll turn into dark spots. And my leg will be ugly )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo sad I could not attend Singapore Wind Symphony (Youth) Concert this Saturday as I have Ukulele session. Ginormous mega large TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SkNGhZbq7tI/AAAAAAAAAhw/jxvyVNwHKlE/s320/boys-over-flowers-banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351198321822854866" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean guys are super adorable. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-8510126781051381867?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8510126781051381867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-was-in-middle-of-november.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8510126781051381867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8510126781051381867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-was-in-middle-of-november.html' title='it was an early morning'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SkNGg1DyWmI/AAAAAAAAAhg/9SoU2rAOw3Y/s72-c/21June2009+001edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-2684188473990629206</id><published>2009-06-18T16:16:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:04:37.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Note of Thanks'/><title type='text'>a note of thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sjn4IPN_0RI/AAAAAAAAAgw/kORy37hYesE/s320/Photo011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348578852887056658" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sjn6dtjBEoI/AAAAAAAAAg4/V8Kqc21YyWQ/s320/Photo014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348581420828791426" border="5" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Camp Gerek! 15 - 17 June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from the camp! It feels extremely good to be back home, sleeping on my comfortable bed. Ice creams, chocolates. Feels super wonderful to indulge on those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really great camp organised by Jakuns, though. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sjn-t-8B8bI/AAAAAAAAAhA/vyFP_Bcb19U/s320/16062009%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348586098421526962" border="5" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K-ITE, 16 June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Karaoke Event organised by my group, Maya Fashela. Received wonderful comments from the people who witnessed the event. The preparation was a total disaster. But many said the hiccups weren't obvious and it was very well-planned. Since I was the so-called Event Manager, I was sabo-ed by some of the campers after the event was done. A really great job to the organisers. Kudos to us.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SjoD_RxjKzI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5gZQ_4jv5ZM/s320/16062009%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348591893093755698" border="5" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emcees/ Performers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I know you guys won't be reading this, thousands and millions apologies for the super duper extremely late briefing of the event. I apologise for the flaws. But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;THANK YOU SUPER DUPER MUCH&lt;/span&gt; for making this event a happening one. Thank you for being such really really great emcees and super much wonderful performers. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[insert picture here]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Videographer (Azie) &amp;amp; Photographer (Hafiz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for your time. Thank you for being such great people. Thank you, Hafiz, for coming down to school just to take pictures of our event. Thank you, Azie for helping to video record our event. Get well super soon, dearest. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SjoFnFXk96I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/vo79PqSO5yQ/s320/JAKUN2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348593676469991330" border="5" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JAKUN/ Crea-teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;THANK YOU EXTREMELY SUPER DUPER SUPREME MUCH&lt;/span&gt; for helping us out. We apologise for troubling you guys. Thank you dearest Camp Director, Aisah for letting us to be a part of your activites. Thank you for letting us collaborate with you people. Thank you for EVERYTHING. SupermuchLOVE! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SjoJlwPaDrI/AAAAAAAAAhY/95SU0V7zh8o/s320/3104_76253523918_679003918_1653637_8334338_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348598051665219250" border="5" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maya Fashela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;, GIRLFRIENDS. AND I MEAN, EVERYTHING. THANK YOU FOR BEING THERE DURING MY BREAKING DOWN MOMENTS. THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME THINGS ARE GOING TO BE ALRIGHT DURING THOSE TOUGH TIMES. THANK YOU FOR ENDURING MY PISSED OFF MOMENTS. THANK YOU FOR ENDURING MY SUPER BLUR MOMENTS. THANK YOU FOR WORKING &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WITH&lt;/span&gt; ME. THANK YOU FOR YOUR GREAT IDEAS, YOUR WONDERFUL HELP. THANK YOU SO MUCH. I'M SUPER SORRY IF I WAS NOT BEING SUCH A GOOD LEADER. I AM SUPER SORRY IF I WAS BEING HARSH TO ANY OF YOU. I AM SUPER SORRY IF I WAS BEING DEMANDING. THOUSAND APOLOGIES FOR MY FLAWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a ginormous &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; to those who supported us from start til the end. Giving ideas and such. Thank you! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love my girls. Will not type names here, 'cause I know you know. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip hip, HURRAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-2684188473990629206?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2684188473990629206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/note-of-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2684188473990629206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2684188473990629206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/note-of-thanks.html' title='a note of thanks'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sjn4IPN_0RI/AAAAAAAAAgw/kORy37hYesE/s72-c/Photo011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-7449144279813897839</id><published>2009-06-15T11:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:05:27.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love You'/><title type='text'>family potrait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SjXGwNvHB7I/AAAAAAAAAgg/hQbdEK9eBG4/s1600-h/family+talk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 102px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SjXGwNvHB7I/AAAAAAAAAgg/hQbdEK9eBG4/s320/family+talk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347398664195606450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(On the phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ibu:&lt;/span&gt; What time are you leaving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; 1, maybe 1 plus. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ibu:&lt;/span&gt; I'll be home by 1. Okay, nevermind. Enjoy your camp, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Aww! Okay!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(Texting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I borrow your Adidas bag, kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kakak:&lt;/span&gt; Okay! Take care, kay. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I love you too!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS MY FAMILY ALREADY! )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-7449144279813897839?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7449144279813897839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/family-potrait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7449144279813897839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7449144279813897839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/family-potrait.html' title='family potrait'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SjXGwNvHB7I/AAAAAAAAAgg/hQbdEK9eBG4/s72-c/family+talk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-3404520903281030769</id><published>2009-06-15T10:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:05:43.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>align center</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SjWtMnfOEAI/AAAAAAAAAgY/TF-ADMEkvt0/s1600-h/win+019edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SjWtMnfOEAI/AAAAAAAAAgY/TF-ADMEkvt0/s320/win+019edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347370564842295298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Camp Gerek!&lt;/span&gt; organised by the Jakuns!&lt;br /&gt;Report in school at 2.&lt;br /&gt;Have yet to start packing.&lt;br /&gt;Fashela's event tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Super nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Super worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper with family at Changi Village.&lt;br /&gt;A little shopping at Giant.&lt;br /&gt;A short time out after the long hours sitting in front&lt;br /&gt;of the computer doing some last minute stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;But it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Felt a little fresher after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya Fashela, those who are not going for the camp,&lt;br /&gt;please be early on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;We'll make this work, okay?&lt;br /&gt;SupermuchLOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, thumbdrive has been found.&lt;br /&gt;It was somewhere in the house.&lt;br /&gt;On the table of my study room, to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;Super glad. :D&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Allah.&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/3567677404642337167-3404520903281030769?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3404520903281030769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/align-center.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3404520903281030769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3404520903281030769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/align-center.html' title='align center'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SjWtMnfOEAI/AAAAAAAAAgY/TF-ADMEkvt0/s72-c/win+019edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-4087558141044745535</id><published>2009-06-12T09:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:06:26.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>breaking down</title><content type='html'>I hate it when I feel so disrespected.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people underestimate me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when some people do things without even considering other people's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I keep telling myself things will get better, when reality checked, nothing is ever better.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I tried to find solutions to the problems but I found none.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when the big day is nearing but some things are starting to fail one by one.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when we rush things at the same time but only a few is done.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it whenever I had to remind myself time and again to be careful but at the end of the day I was still very careless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOST MY FREAKING THUMBDRIVE!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Curriculum Vitae.&lt;br /&gt;Songs.&lt;br /&gt;Slides.&lt;br /&gt;Videos.&lt;br /&gt;Personal Informations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You name it, I had those all inside. I hope it's somewhere at home. Please, let it be somewhere at home. It has been in my pencil box all this while. I've never messed my class table with my stationery.  )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously on the verge of giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-4087558141044745535?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4087558141044745535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/breaking-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4087558141044745535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4087558141044745535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/breaking-down.html' title='breaking down'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5161953763457362388</id><published>2009-06-05T16:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:06:43.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blockquote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>a stick of lollypop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/Ukulele%20Meets%20Cello%20Concert%20at%20DBS%20Auditorium"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SijVb9GJGkI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/bgFrjMr2Guc/s320/30052009%28003%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Another great thing about the ukulele is you can sing while playing it. I tried that with the trumpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: normal;"&gt;James Hill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for my absence. I was pretty busy the past days. The event is on the 16th June, about 10 more days to go. I'm freaking worried, excited, nervous all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;One of our activities will be organized by another group. So, if you wanna come on the second day but not overnight, it's okay.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling a guilty but thank you, dearest Nuraisah for 'introducing' us though your group was doing the briefing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happened this week. I broke down real bad yesterday. Locked myself in the cubicle for only God knows how long. I don't know why I cried, but I felt super pressurised and extremely down out of sudden. Thank you dearest classmates for your support. SupermuchLOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week, I think I kicked someone in the train. Don't blame me, this person was sitting on the floor, blocking my way when I wanted to make my exit. Who's fault?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bishan MRT Station is super much prettier and better. But it still feels weird to hear &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Next station, Bishan Interchange. Passengers who are continuing on the Circle Line, please alight at the next station."&lt;/span&gt; I've been so used to hear only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Next station, Bishan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admin CA is next Tuesday and I've yet to even revise the chapters. I hope(!) that I'll start revising them during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having really weird dreams lately. But one thing those dreams have in common is, I was alone feeling insecure. Tsk! Dreams - permainan syaitan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Montana: The Movie is showing and I'm so sad to say I'm super broke. I wanna watch Dancing Subaru too! )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyla and I boarded a train yesterday and saw this rocker guy. The cabin was quiet and suddenly, "I have to move on and be who I am..." I was like KEEEEEEENNNNTAAAAALLL!! HAHAHA! He dressed up like a rockstar but listened to High School Musical songs. I tried so hard to control myself but I ended up laughing pretty loud. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs L:&lt;/span&gt; Shed-da?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Who the hell is Shed-da?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs L:&lt;/span&gt; She ... Sheyda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Waaaaaaaaaaahhhh!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the reasons why I have nicknames. If people can't pronounce my nicknames properly, you think they will pronounce my real name correctly? One person even called my name, Sayahidah. Heeesh! That's also the reason why I allow very very very few people to call me Syahidah. Because they know how to say my name right. And when this very very very few people call me Syahidah, I really really really love it. Because sometimes, it touches me. I superduper very much love my name and I hate it when people mispronounce it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad my small gesture could make someone's already bright day a little more brighter. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for tomorrow, Nur Aizat! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of privatising my blog. Don't ask why.&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/3567677404642337167-5161953763457362388?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5161953763457362388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/stick-of-lollypop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5161953763457362388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5161953763457362388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/stick-of-lollypop.html' title='a stick of lollypop'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SijVb9GJGkI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/bgFrjMr2Guc/s72-c/30052009%28003%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-8105981270095210691</id><published>2009-05-27T10:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:07:10.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falling'/><title type='text'>pictures of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/ShynbDt0B7I/AAAAAAAAAgI/gDHpjAIQKqM/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/ShynbDt0B7I/AAAAAAAAAgI/gDHpjAIQKqM/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340327341450332082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; The above pictures were taken during one of my class chalet/ bonding activities.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories. (: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been good so far. Showed Mrs L our Admin Draft, she said we're on the right track. Three cheers for that. Ms N said she likes the idea of our event 'cause we're not using much money. Another three cheers for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for June to come 'cause there will be a 3 days 2 nights camp organised by the Jakuns. Maya Fashela's event will be held on that second day. I'm pretty excited for that. I can't wait for July to come too 'cause La Femme will be holding a photoshoot in school. I super can't wait for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having these unusual, on-off stomach pains. It's scary 'cause when I'll be doing that shitting, there will be blood. And this is not the first time. I went in and out of the toilet for 3 times within 3 hours yesterday. It was really tiring, okay. I felt super weak after that. And again, my parents nagged and Kakak said it could be because of the hot weather. I hope nothing wrong is happening to me. Dear God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Delta Goodrem and her wonderful voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Darlie's face! Change to Colgate soon, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;I wanted to be there for you. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; want to be there for you. If not more than this, then at least as a friend. But you, you kept pushing me away.&lt;br /&gt;imy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-8105981270095210691?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8105981270095210691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8105981270095210691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8105981270095210691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures-of-me.html' title='pictures of me'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/ShynbDt0B7I/AAAAAAAAAgI/gDHpjAIQKqM/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-7458785783301608880</id><published>2009-05-25T10:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:07:38.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>bintangku</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q35OxZkjOf0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs&amp;amp;=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is super funny. A must watch video. Hahaha! I think Maury Povich Show should be aired in Singapore. The programmes now are starting to already bore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether I'm supposed to be excited about this or not but I'll be going for a jog tomorrow! It's time for me to start to train myself for NAPFA test. Will do one round, or maybe a couple, around Woodlands Ring Road. Gotta wake super early tomorrow. Hee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those killer eyes. Those killing looks. *ssssmmmiiiillllleeeessss*&lt;/span&gt; :DDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bintangku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ana uhibbuk. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3567677404642337167-7458785783301608880?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7458785783301608880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/bintangku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7458785783301608880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7458785783301608880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/bintangku.html' title='bintangku'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-3893888555411541595</id><published>2009-05-22T20:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:08:14.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blockquote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>and all the things you've said, i wish i could erase it away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/ShafmiuWy8I/AAAAAAAAAgA/ANOBMT5LmOQ/s1600-h/DSC04304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/ShafmiuWy8I/AAAAAAAAAgA/ANOBMT5LmOQ/s320/DSC04304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338629892799384514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me remind you now,&lt;br /&gt;That life was not easy from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is becoming really boring these days. Naggings from Mrs L, boring lessons from Mr S, discussing projects, humid weather, Bandung, Ice Lemon Tea, Green Tea. Same old stuffs everyday. Nothing really interesting. Super monotonous, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go to Causeway Point after school. The weather was really super hot. Discussed on Events project with Dyla at the Banquet. Saw a number of friends. Suddenly at about 5.30pm, the fire alarm rang. When the first alarm sounded, I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why am I feeling so afraid?&lt;/span&gt; And then, the second one sounded, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, we gotta get out from here.&lt;/span&gt; Dyla and I did not used the lift in case something unwanted happened. So, we used the escalator. And we saw smoke in the Raffles Dental. Security guards and authorised people were already running. And instead of evacuating the mall, some people just stood aside and stare at the Dental Clinic. What was so interesting about smoke? What's worse was that, some were with young children. Insane, right? Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the mall, people were pointing up at the building. Smoke could be seen. We were super relieved that we came out alive. At the same time, we were afraid for the safety of the young children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that sounded so composition-ish. But whatever. I just hate the small, squeezy escalators at Level 1 of CWP. What if there is emergency? They really need to do something about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Sheyda. Takmo nangis. Aku tau kau nak cry. Hidung kau dah merah!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does my nose always turn red before I even start to cry? Hahaha. That was what Dyla noticed just now when something happened at Banquet and I suddenly felt so down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appetite is super huge these days. Last Saturday, I ate Mutton Soup for breakfast. For lunch I ate Spicy Snack Wrap and Double Cheeseburger. I even bought 2 bottles of Green Tea. I forgot what I ate for dinner. The next day, I ate 2 fish burgers. Drank a cup of hot soya milk while eating a cone of vanilla ice cream after that. At night, I had Nasi Goreng Kampong. And I asked Ayah to buy for me two prata to bring home to eat. And the annoying thing is, I'm not gaining any weight! Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird why people do not like to go to the movies. It's even much much weirder why they even pretended not liking to go to the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be in my shoes and know how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-3893888555411541595?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3893888555411541595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-all-things-youve-said-i-wish-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3893888555411541595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3893888555411541595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-all-things-youve-said-i-wish-i.html' title='and all the things you&apos;ve said, i wish i could erase it away'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/ShafmiuWy8I/AAAAAAAAAgA/ANOBMT5LmOQ/s72-c/DSC04304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-7121315329746141044</id><published>2009-05-20T09:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:08:40.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><title type='text'>the day of days</title><content type='html'>I wanted to update something. But I forgot. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaaaays, yesterday was one of the worth-remembering days I ever encountered. The 6 hours I spent with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; beloved girlfriends were so precious. Confessions, heart-to-heart talks, tears shed, laughters shared. We, somehow, cleared up the misunderstandings. And we're back as one! :D ILY girls. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 10.25am. School's starting at 12. And I've yet to bathe! My pants and blouse are also not ironed! Hee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&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/3567677404642337167-7121315329746141044?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7121315329746141044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-of-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7121315329746141044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7121315329746141044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-of-days.html' title='the day of days'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-1866428066644168008</id><published>2009-05-18T10:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:09:14.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>damaged</title><content type='html'>I've been reminiscing quite a lot these days. I still keep those precious messages people sent me. Those messages sent in class, outside class. Still remember those confessions, heart-to-heart talks. I reread my previous blog again and again. Almost teared reading the posts, though I've read them numerous time. From the kekentalan days until now. I've re-opened the blog again in case any readers would want to read it. It's under Archive. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things really are changing now. It feels so weird 'cause we used to be an even number. Now it's odd, and feels really awkward. It used to be 2-2. Now it's 2-1-2 or 2-3. I thought I could adapt to the drastic change, but to date I still can't. It feels weird 'cause we used to have only one butt on each bench in the canteen. Now one of the benches has to be shared by two persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to train together. Everybody was heading to Jurong East direction 'cause we live in the West/North. But suddenly now, one heads to the Town direction cause she lives in the East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, everyone starts to change. Separating from each other. Bitching and laughing only with the person(s) closer with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hating anyone. I just do not like changes. I don't adapt to such change easily. I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In times like this, I really need you. But will you be there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even the best falls down, sometimes.&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/3567677404642337167-1866428066644168008?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1866428066644168008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/damaged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1866428066644168008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1866428066644168008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/damaged.html' title='damaged'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-4099834563014275141</id><published>2009-05-15T22:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:09:43.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>you know the words, so sing along for me baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q1vlNkuJDTk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think both brothers are super cute and hot. ((:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that somebody sang Mayday Parade's Three Cheers for Five Years. He was on the stage, auditioning, and the judges and audiences were stunned hearing his voice. Some were even singing along with him. But I did not manage to get a clear picture of his face. Super nice voice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Ukulele session at SAVH - the place for people with poor vision - tomorrow. Second time alighting at Braddel. ((: But Dyla won't be joining as she has another thing to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMS pretty bad. Mood swings. One moment I'm cheerful, happy. Another moment, feel like screaming at people right into their faces. I've been eating quite a lot too. Tapi tak gemok jugak! Heran! And I've been super duper tired, sleepy of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping soon. Bye.&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/3567677404642337167-4099834563014275141?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4099834563014275141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-know-words-so-sing-along-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4099834563014275141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4099834563014275141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-know-words-so-sing-along-for-me.html' title='you know the words, so sing along for me baby'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-537687385463339115</id><published>2009-05-14T09:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:10:42.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>bidadari hatimu</title><content type='html'>Let me do a little bit of recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class chalet was great. I actually did not want to attend the chalet 'cause something happened to me the day before. But I'm so glad I did. The people, the games, the foods were all great. :D Long baths, dirty clothes, flour-ed face, BBQ foods, long chats, strumming of guitars, sucking lemons. Pictures will be up don't know how soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being such great organisers, loves! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the usual sunday class, had lunch with family. And off we went to Singapore Expo. Wedding Gallery, House Renovation and MPH(!). The MPH sale was very disappointing but I bought myself Dan Brown's Angels &amp;amp; Demons. Like they always say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The books are much better than the movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday wasn't a good day for me. From morning until night, all was not right. An SMRT security staff approached Dyla and I once we already tapped our EZ-link card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Staff:&lt;/span&gt; ITE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dyla/I:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Staff:&lt;/span&gt; Do you know what does ITE stands for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dyla/I:&lt;/span&gt; Institute of Technical Education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Staff:&lt;/span&gt; Wrong. You don't know what it stands for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dyla/I:&lt;/span&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Staff:&lt;/span&gt; It's the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah geram seh. But I'll surely complain. I really felt like kicking his groin. So rude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood Donation Drive. I wasn't allowed to donate again. The doctor said my pulse was too fast. 126/minute. I don't think I was that afraid compared to last year. Tsk! Another disappointment. But I'm actually pretty glad I didn't do any donating yesterday, 'cause at the end of the Donation Drive, I was super beat. I was doing duty yesterday - directing students and stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has been happening.  Everything, everyone changes. Drastically. And I know I'm one of them too. One plan fails after another. One problem after another. Some relationships still going on strong. Some, already starting to drift apart. And all of the above are happening almost at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems unsolved. Questions unanswered. Still hanging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For days I tried not to break down and cry but I just did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! A new day today, Syahidah. Look on the bright side.&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/3567677404642337167-537687385463339115?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/537687385463339115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/bidadari-hatimu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/537687385463339115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/537687385463339115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/bidadari-hatimu.html' title='bidadari hatimu'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-4034044198499292252</id><published>2009-05-06T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:11:08.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blockquote'/><title type='text'>cinta pertama</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;During the February 26, 2009 episode, as well as the continued season, viewers saw Richard (Dawn) and Fimbres (Aundrea) eager to continue being a group together and hoping to work with Bex (Shannon) again. This eagerness eventually ended in the April 16, 2009 airing. Within the first five minutes of the episode, Combs told Richard and Fimbres during a meeting that he released O'Day (Aubrey) and Woods (D.Woods/Wanita), along with Bex, from their contracts, and would be releasing Fimbres as well. He told Richard that she will remain on the label and that if there are any future plans for a new Danity Kane, she would be the only returning member.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Wikipedia. (: It's pretty sad that Danity Kane has to end like this. I followed their episodes since Making the Band 3. And I'm still hoping Singapore will air the MTB4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently playing - Ride For You by DK. All time favourite. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay. Mrs L was annoying. Like DOH! She has this sharp voice. And she makes situation worse by using the mic. She nags A LOT! Trust me. And I think the whole class agrees with me. Almost all my classmates got agitated whenever she opened her mouth. Change class advisor, can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very busy that I almost forgot that my school is doing this Blood Donation thing next week, and I am one of the blood donors. I'm hoping and praying that this time round, they'll be able to find my freaking veins. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadiya, please tell Hafiz that I super love his Labyrinth of Fire. Random, I know. But L.O.F helps me ease my stress. Somehow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second post and I think I'm done for the day. It's time for me to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me not dream of the two mamats again. I wanna dream the other day's dream again but this time, to dream a dream that ends with a happier note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just like in real life, I said "I don't care" in that dream. And just like in real life again, I did not mean what I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; the time yet 'cause I have only one heart. I may seem to cry always, but I assure you, I am, still, very much happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;We've been cutting it close with the backwards &amp;amp; forwards&lt;br /&gt;It's rocking the boat; we gotta get control of this&lt;br /&gt;Let's take it back to three years ago&lt;br /&gt;When you said that we could make it through whatever, ever&lt;br /&gt;And to me it sounded like you meant forever, ever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-4034044198499292252?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4034044198499292252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/cinta-pertama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4034044198499292252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/4034044198499292252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/cinta-pertama.html' title='cinta pertama'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-8524364444125704975</id><published>2009-05-06T09:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:13:42.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blockquote'/><title type='text'>after all this time</title><content type='html'>I am supposed to type out what my girls and I discussed yesterday. The black book has been beside the computer since 7.30 am. Two hours have passed and I actually still do not know what to type. So, therefore, I typed nothing. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a couple of months til the actual event and I am already so tired. I am so tired that I think I can burst out crying. I don't mind about being stressed up. I've been handling that well since forever. Like real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worrying too much about everything that I actually dreamed of the stuffs the other day. This happens everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, Maya Fashela is pretty positive about almost everything. We always cheered and supported each other. Which is super cool. We had our disagreements and arguments which are totally normally. But every argument we would laugh it off, which is superly duperly awesome. That's why I really love them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guy:&lt;/span&gt; You still studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I did not study just now. I fell asleep. Super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guy:&lt;/span&gt; Oh. So, you wanna sleep now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah. Sorry. I'm really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guy:&lt;/span&gt; Oh, it's okay. I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Maybe you should go to sleep too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guy:&lt;/span&gt; I can't sleep. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Oh. I'll try to stay up and accompany you lah. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trying my luck. Hoping that he would say "Oh. It's okay. You go to sleep since you are tired."&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guy:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks. What are you doing?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guy:&lt;/span&gt; You tired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Very. But nvm. I'll accompany you. (Tried my luck again.)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad move. HE CONTINUED TO TEXT ME AGAIN! And when I really fell asleep and did not reply to his text messages, he called me TWICE! But I purposely did not pick up. Sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I contacted him back was because of business and purely business. But looks like, somebody thought it wrong. Double sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be super busy. I do not know when my next update will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care. (:&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/3567677404642337167-8524364444125704975?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8524364444125704975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-all-this-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8524364444125704975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8524364444125704975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-all-this-time.html' title='after all this time'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-2939048185583523859</id><published>2009-04-30T21:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:14:00.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>butt-talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUbpsB1E3fk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No significant reason. I love Dikir Barat. And I love this vid. Kakak's selengerest love is also in the video. Red shirt, percussionist, sitting next to the guy in dark green shirt.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two major projects coming up. And both will due very close to each other. I'm so gonna be freaking busy for the next few months. It's gonna be hectic. But I'm certainly looking forward to everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meetings and discussions were great just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for class chalet next week! :D But I'm so not looking forward to tomorrow's chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest girlfriends, I've updated our blog. Please read.&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/3567677404642337167-2939048185583523859?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2939048185583523859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/butt-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2939048185583523859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2939048185583523859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/butt-talk.html' title='butt-talk'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-8700844143049164805</id><published>2009-04-30T09:51:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:03:13.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><title type='text'>flashbacks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SfkEMWlSN6I/AAAAAAAAAfw/u6d1oCKD6Qk/s1600-h/2218340983_f4ea2b1c2d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SfkEMWlSN6I/AAAAAAAAAfw/u6d1oCKD6Qk/s320/2218340983_f4ea2b1c2d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330296244236597154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym-ed and ran yesterday. I was panting like crazy. The last time I ran was August last year - Napfa Test. I hate running. I don't even run for the train or bus. I suck at sports, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining and class starts at 11. A perfect start to start my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;My heart beats fast while waiting for you. Just like the old times. There you were, I saw you alighting from the bus. Saw you joking around with your friends from afar. Two girls: your sister, and who? I bowed down, looking at my feet, I said to myself: Dear God. Why does it hurt so much? And my friend asked, You alright? Holding back my tears, I said: I'm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super duper bored.&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/3567677404642337167-8700844143049164805?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8700844143049164805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/flashbacks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8700844143049164805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8700844143049164805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/flashbacks.html' title='flashbacks'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SfkEMWlSN6I/AAAAAAAAAfw/u6d1oCKD6Qk/s72-c/2218340983_f4ea2b1c2d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-6477326200037434119</id><published>2009-04-28T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:14:31.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>whatever, whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ipMNbf4hb28&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourited! I really love her voice. Another favourite song of mine. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's morning was absolutely the opposite of yesterday's morning. Some unwanted things happened and that led Nadiya and I to break down. Which sucks, of course. But things are now okay(?), i guess. &lt;i&gt;Still not.&lt;/i&gt; Kay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school ended, met Nadiya's friends which I think they were totally awesome. And I actually forgot about the negative stuffs that happened earlier of the day. Funny people. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; And something I don't wish for happened. Big TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more S&amp;amp;W on Thursday 'cause it has been brought forward (or backward) to Wednesday. So, class no longer starts at 10am/12pm/2pm. Have to report to school at 8.30 which I'm still praying I won't be late for school 'cause I'm meeting Dyla at 7.15 tomorrow. Super early kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post is boring 'cause suddenly I'm seriously not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking forward to school anymore. I'm loathing Office Admin classes now. I hate projects. I hate having extra people in my group. I hate people who don't contribute. I'm so gonna be super fuck up if ever somebody really gets on my nerve. Be it the first nerve or the last. I don't fucking care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the vulgar words. You know I won't put any vulgar words in my blog unless I'm super pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I appreciate your generosity."&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-6477326200037434119?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6477326200037434119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/whatever-whatever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6477326200037434119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/6477326200037434119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/whatever-whatever.html' title='whatever, whatever'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-3111239056488936328</id><published>2009-04-27T10:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:14:57.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blockquote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>i'm not crazy, i'm just a little unwell</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cIAimZf5bAs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Custom Officer:&lt;/span&gt; Nurul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (together) Nurul mane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Custom Officer:&lt;/span&gt; *stunned*&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Did you tell Khalil about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kakak:&lt;/span&gt; No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Exactly. If you tell him, he's so gonna blow his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seconds later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kakak:&lt;/span&gt; WTF sia Syahidah. It's supposed to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blow his top&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHAHA! I know!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I get a little bit dirty minded whenever I fall sick. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting at 1. I'm so malas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not looking forward to this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;Six years ago&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I play the cornet/trumpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Person:&lt;/span&gt; Why not the flute? It will look more girl-y on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Idk. My seniors assigned it for me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being super random, I know. But I love it. (:&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/3567677404642337167-3111239056488936328?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3111239056488936328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-not-crazy-im-just-little-unwell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3111239056488936328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3111239056488936328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-not-crazy-im-just-little-unwell.html' title='i&apos;m not crazy, i&apos;m just a little unwell'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-1286635098794045032</id><published>2009-04-22T10:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:23:26.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>the climb</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q3wcQ-or4Kg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="150" width="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fH18yFr7DoU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="150" width="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OIXAE1E2ymQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="150" width="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ClLX-pwi8Ao&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="150" width="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eyQyMvesGuk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="150" width="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vFD2gu007dc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="150" width="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I Do&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taufik Batisah (1st Singapore Idol)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gareth Gates (1st Pop Idol Runner-up)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clay Aiken (American Idol Season 2 Runner-up)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;David Cook (American Idol Season 7)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anoop Desai (American Idol Season 8 Finalist)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bryan Adams (Original Singer (: )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School will start at 2. I'm still deciding whether or not should I attend class. It will end at 4 and furthermore, I'm still sick. Been coughing crazily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School yesterday was pathetic. Witnessed the signing of the F1 between ITE and Singapore GP Pte Ltd. After that event, had lunch and went home. So basically, I was in school for merely an hour and 15 minutes. Went home and I was already super sick. On-off fever. Constant coughing. Running nose. And lapricon playing the bass drum in my head. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exaggerating, I know, but that was what I was really feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm feeling a teeny weeny better. But the headache just doesn't wanna fade away. And looking at the weather, I'm not sure whether I'll be able to stand it or not. I don't want yesterday to happen again. Not even halfway through the journey to school, I already wanted to go home. And I was really on the verge of lying on the floor, in the MRT, and rest. True, I'm not exaggerating. And when you're sick, everything near seems so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm sick and such, I'm still craving for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Famous Amos' Butterscotch Cookies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coffee Beans' Pure Caramel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MacD's Vanilla Milkshake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MacD's McSpicy Burger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KFC's Zinger Burger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KFC's Crispy Chickens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and any ice-creams (but not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Potong&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done. Til the next update.&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/3567677404642337167-1286635098794045032?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1286635098794045032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/everything-i-do-taufik-batisah-1st.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1286635098794045032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/1286635098794045032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/everything-i-do-taufik-batisah-1st.html' title='the climb'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-7407404556088611574</id><published>2009-04-16T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:22:51.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short'/><title type='text'>in need of strepsils</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Syahidah, do not fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-7407404556088611574?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7407404556088611574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-need-of-strepsils.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7407404556088611574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7407404556088611574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-need-of-strepsils.html' title='in need of strepsils'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-485276207373051696</id><published>2009-04-15T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:22:28.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><title type='text'>bridge over troubled water</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YJISD1POzQw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YJISD1POzQw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad he sang this song. (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been really great. From witnessing a catfight on the first day of school to being entertained by the Voguelicious on the second day. Being with friends that are loved makes everything extra wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few movies that I really wanna watch. Fast and Furious, Friday The 13th, 17 Again, 252 Signal Of Life etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've updated the class blog, beloved. Do read it. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead tired. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-485276207373051696?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/485276207373051696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/bridge-over-troubled-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/485276207373051696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/485276207373051696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/bridge-over-troubled-water.html' title='bridge over troubled water'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-2403036310266402192</id><published>2009-04-09T15:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:22:07.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><title type='text'>decode</title><content type='html'>About a month ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I've changed my blog song. It's My Heart Will Go On.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kakak:&lt;/span&gt; God. You're unpredictable.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kakak:&lt;/span&gt; You and Sakinah are very unpredictable. Well, at least, Sakinah's a bit predictable. But you? One moment, you can do very well. Next moment, you can fail badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I did not fail, okay. Just did not do well.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I that unpredictable? I used to say that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guys. They are so unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt;. I guess now, it's time for people to say that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Syahidah! You are so unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I am not going to fall sick, I think I am. I think I'm having diarrhoea. Have been going in and out of the toilet since Saturday. And Dad is always 'threatening' me with the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt;. Had chest pain again last week and Dad asked, "Do you want me to bring you to the hospital?" Just now, I was having stomachache and he said "I'm going to send you the hospital." You know how fathers' voices are when questioning their children like that. Not that soothing, more like 'scolding' or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll have to attend a BBQ session at Pasir Ris Park tomorrow. Great timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having stomach cramps at the same time is not helping at all. It adds in to my suffering. I hope nothing bad will happen to me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else, what else? I think that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is reopening. I'll see you, ISQ, next Monday. You too, Syahrum. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing many people. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&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/3567677404642337167-2403036310266402192?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2403036310266402192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/decode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2403036310266402192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/2403036310266402192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/decode.html' title='decode'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-8281508354094008011</id><published>2009-04-07T16:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:21:42.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama'/><title type='text'>charm bracelet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdsS6hrqf8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/2Cxl0O43kL0/s1600-h/fullhouse6nw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdsS6hrqf8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/2Cxl0O43kL0/s320/fullhouse6nw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321868181351595970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a part in this drama that reminded me of something. The main actress was as clumsy as I am. When her husband bought her a recorder for her birthday, she lost it soon after. That happened to me too years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A significant someone gave me a bracelet, but I lost it days after that. According to this someone, the bracelet was made from gold/silver. The gift was very special to me. Not because it is made from gold/silver, it is because it was from someone very important to me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't reveal who.&lt;/span&gt; Even after about four years, I am still searching for that bracelet. I am still feeling regretful, losing it. The bracelet was the only thing that reminds me of this person 'cause this person is no longer here with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry. Nobody passed away. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the random post.&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/3567677404642337167-8281508354094008011?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8281508354094008011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/charm-bracelet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8281508354094008011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8281508354094008011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/charm-bracelet.html' title='charm bracelet'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdsS6hrqf8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/2Cxl0O43kL0/s72-c/fullhouse6nw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-3509706180786939563</id><published>2009-04-03T16:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:21:23.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>what hurts the most</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img21.imageshack.us/img21/3596/anigifqmt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite contestants. (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kh8SVPQ2zgE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE DANNY GOKEY! I was over the top when he sang What Hurts the Most when American Idol was aired. I was actually hoping that someone would actually sing this. Not only the song is being sung, it is sang by one of my favourite contestant, Danny Jay Gokey! I'm so blessed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did cooking just now. Yup! You saw that right, baby! I cooked! Finally, a miracle, kan? HAHA! Mom did not cook today, and I was feeling kinda down just now, so yeah. TADAA! I cooked! It taste kinda average though. But hey, it's pretty good for a beginner okay. Neither it is tasteless nor salty. I told you, I'm gonna spend my hols wisely. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's reopening soon. I don't find the holidays a bore. Weird but true. Also the thing is I'm not enjoying it either. I've been doing some things at home, actually, like cooking? Yes! I cooked a couple of weeks ago. I learnt how to autoplay a YouTube video. I've been watching a lot of band videos. And of course, I did some house chores too. So yeah, my hols are not that boring. I don't lead a boring life, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been PMS-ing real bad. I got annoyed pretty easily. I've been eating a lot. Like a lot a lot. Yesterday itself, I ate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIX&lt;/span&gt; plates of rice. And you know the weird thing is, I ain't gaining any weight at all. Not even 1 kg. I've been stucked with this weight for many many months now. No matter how little or much I eat, I'm still stuck at this weight. Some of my friends and family envy me because of that. But truth is I wanna get a little (not too much) chubbier. Some people said I look freaking thin. I'm afraid they may think that I'm an anorexic. Which I definitely am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom brought back Resonator Bells! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, beloved. Until the next update.&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/3567677404642337167-3509706180786939563?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3509706180786939563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-hurts-most.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3509706180786939563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3509706180786939563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-hurts-most.html' title='what hurts the most'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-3451696373684806491</id><published>2009-04-01T13:28:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:21:04.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>results</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdL73fI8w9I/AAAAAAAAAes/H0ZsHGvmh0Y/s1600-h/slcb+image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdL73fI8w9I/AAAAAAAAAes/H0ZsHGvmh0Y/s320/slcb+image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319591040548389842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to Singapore Conference Hall yesterday. Saw a number of familiar faces - Mr Badrul, Mr Faizal, Mr Goh, Jahan and Si Jahat (he said something bad about our band, that's why we called him that). (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really saddening to see the band members cried yesterday after the results were announced. From a silver to a bronze must be really hard for them to accept that. Almost all of them shed tears, including the guys. Hugging the members, consoling them was kinda hard for me. But I did what a senior/alumni supposed to do. I almost teared with them too. It was not because they attained a bronze. It's because I've never seen them super low spirited. Never in my eyes were they a disappointment. A bronze for a band of 30, is pretty good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I still love you guys&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what I felt when I was sitting on the above seat, with the alumni, watching the beloveds performed on that very stage. During the two pieces they played, I was staring at the second empty chair nearest to the the percussion. That was where I sat two years ago. I missed sitting on that chair, facing the audiences and the judges but my eyes were on the baton the conductor was holding. We were still known as Si Ling Military Band, that time. With a lot of feelings, we played the Sunrise and In The Winter of 1730: A River's Journey. Our bodies moved together with the songs. We stood up after the last piece, feeling proud. Again, I do not know what was my exact feeling after all that was done. Proud, yes. Contented, yes. Relieved, yes. Sad, yes. That was my last SYF performance with them. I miss being the 1st trumpeter as well as the Section Leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdMYjXP45oI/AAAAAAAAAe0/M1sMp83wUvY/s1600-h/001-011354-09APR07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdMYjXP45oI/AAAAAAAAAe0/M1sMp83wUvY/s320/001-011354-09APR07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319622580669834882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to turn back the hands of time. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marketing:&lt;/span&gt; E (Subsidiary Pass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Business Communications:&lt;/span&gt; B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tourism, Products and Services:&lt;/span&gt; C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GPA:&lt;/span&gt; 2.6 (Dropped by 0.7) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lesson No. 1:&lt;/span&gt; Turn up for every class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lesson No. 2:&lt;/span&gt; Be punctual for every class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lesson No. 3:&lt;/span&gt; Pay close attention every minute of the lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lesson No. 4:&lt;/span&gt; Start revising weeks before exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lesson No. 5:&lt;/span&gt; Do not fight/quarrel with anyone before papers.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happier&lt;/span&gt; note, I do not need to repeat any modules. I hope. What if I am asked to repeat Marketing? No no no. God, the thought of that kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to own a time machine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-3451696373684806491?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3451696373684806491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3451696373684806491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/3451696373684806491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/results.html' title='results'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdL73fI8w9I/AAAAAAAAAes/H0ZsHGvmh0Y/s72-c/slcb+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-8928808100357746739</id><published>2009-03-30T14:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:17:47.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>sarang hae yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdBuAEsVWQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/y9Ft_yAs0qU/s1600-h/GoongCast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdBuAEsVWQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/y9Ft_yAs0qU/s320/GoongCast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318872107463301378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done watching Princess Hours! I know I've watched this already, but no harm watching it again, you know. I cried watching last couple of the episodes. Hee! And somehow, I felt so much better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, the song you're listening to now, Dang Shi Eun Nanun Babo Ibnida (You and I Are Stupid), is currently my favourite foreign song. I shouldn't tell 'cause that is so random, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaaays, within two days I have 5 unknown numbers calling/texting me. 2 of them are foreigners. I think someone is acting dengki towards me. Somebody had been passing my number around. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cheeetot!&lt;/span&gt; I don't usually answer any unknown number. It's better texting. I like it that away. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And Faah dearest, if your friend was trying to contact me, tell her to text me? And tell her, I'm sorry I didn't answer any of her calls.&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Text message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unknown No. 5:&lt;/span&gt; Hai ! How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unknown No. 5:&lt;/span&gt; I am Raj. Coming from india.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Where do you get my number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unknown No. 5:&lt;/span&gt; This number i see the one paper. Do't think the news paper. So just i will give sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Did not reply)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unknown No. 5:&lt;/span&gt; My working place. The botanic garden near one mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Did not reply again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unknown No. 5:&lt;/span&gt; I think u never belive. But i say true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Okay. Just to inform you, I am a man not a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unknown No. 5:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Did not reply. But minutes later, he kept calling and calling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are what we exactly texted. No amendments or whatsoever. I think he's gay or something. He kept calling okay! Unknown No. 2 texted me early in the morning just now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"My name is mani. You name."&lt;/span&gt; And she called me.  She also called me thousand times last two days. I didn't dare to pick up. OMG! I am soooo gonna change my number once my top up value is already dried up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdB0oS_MtkI/AAAAAAAAAeE/azfG0rjs0Hc/s1600-h/Photo0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdB0oS_MtkI/AAAAAAAAAeE/azfG0rjs0Hc/s320/Photo0368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318879395565057602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow. At the same time, I'm very nervous as well. Oh btw, the band has gotten their new uniform. Tak fair! The plan of having a new uniform was planned years ago. Dorang maannnyak jahat! :D Very nice, very smart. I love! But one sad thing is, they don't look like a military band anymore. They look sooo symphonic band. ): But on a happier note, I really like the uniform. Make the beloveds look very smart and confident. :D AND I MISS TYING THAT BLUE/YELLOW RIBBON ON MY PONYTAIL! )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having bad dreams of late. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-8928808100357746739?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8928808100357746739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/sarang-hae-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8928808100357746739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8928808100357746739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/sarang-hae-yo.html' title='sarang hae yo'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdBuAEsVWQI/AAAAAAAAAd8/y9Ft_yAs0qU/s72-c/GoongCast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-7899415039389344378</id><published>2009-03-27T15:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:17:24.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>your guardian angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rLnZ5jcsRpc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rLnZ5jcsRpc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;What is so great about you that I can't seem to let you go? They say first love is hard to forget. But you were my second. It has been more than three years now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;It's history, so deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt; Why am I being so stupid, foolish? I can't seem to understand this. I can't seem to understand myself. I am still standing at the same spot, while you, you are already far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;F, I hate to cry because of this. 'Cause I always wonder do these tears mean anything to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please don't walk away,&lt;br /&gt;please tell me you'll stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-7899415039389344378?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7899415039389344378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/your-guardian-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7899415039389344378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7899415039389344378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/your-guardian-angel.html' title='your guardian angel'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5184832498560376613</id><published>2009-03-23T17:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:16:57.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Hate This Part Right Here'/><title type='text'>i hate this part</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this negative feeling.&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/3567677404642337167-5184832498560376613?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5184832498560376613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-this-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5184832498560376613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5184832498560376613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-this-feeling.html' title='i hate this part'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-8924738042088308910</id><published>2009-03-18T14:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:16:30.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaandom'/><title type='text'>thinking of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/ScCYLHqeGNI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Zb6RmNMJcAY/s1600-h/Uke+Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/ScCYLHqeGNI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Zb6RmNMJcAY/s320/Uke+Girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314414877100349650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been playing my uke to occupy myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to play some songs too! (:&lt;br /&gt;Dad was actually considering of buying me a guitar that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You're back. But things are still the same. It's been more than a week. Are you still not going to talk to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you said move on&lt;br /&gt;where do i go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-8924738042088308910?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8924738042088308910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/thinking-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8924738042088308910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/8924738042088308910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/thinking-of-you.html' title='thinking of you'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/ScCYLHqeGNI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Zb6RmNMJcAY/s72-c/Uke+Girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-7842158010904647394</id><published>2009-03-17T16:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:16:07.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>perilous voyage</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTAHxQZcJ2w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrations for Winds and Percussion&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Youth Festival 2003 - COP&lt;br /&gt;Super flat and horrible, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb9gdMiVmmI/AAAAAAAAAds/9-mfFvXQKpc/s1600-h/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb9gdMiVmmI/AAAAAAAAAds/9-mfFvXQKpc/s320/page2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314072140018195042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;31 March 2009, Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb9gdO25OKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/wluRx5q-kyE/s1600-h/page3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb9gdO25OKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/wluRx5q-kyE/s320/page3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314072140641286306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2003 - Certificate of Participation&lt;br /&gt;2005 - Bronze&lt;br /&gt;2007 - Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talk to me soon, imy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-7842158010904647394?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7842158010904647394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/perilous-voyage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7842158010904647394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7842158010904647394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/perilous-voyage.html' title='perilous voyage'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb9gdMiVmmI/AAAAAAAAAds/9-mfFvXQKpc/s72-c/page2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-5456902054665471809</id><published>2009-03-16T13:41:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:15:48.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>white horse</title><content type='html'>Tags replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;`aryl:&lt;/span&gt; On a second thought, I'm not ready to leave this place 'cause it holds many fond memories. So yeah, I'm not going anywhere. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Airah:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks. Take care too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nis:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. Relinked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shrooms:&lt;/span&gt; Okay. No prob! (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9xHkE1jBxG8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9xHkE1jBxG8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ANOOP DESAI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;ANOOP DESAI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ANOOP DESAI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ANOOP DESAI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ANOOP DESAI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard this song at one of the Wedding Receptions I went last Saturday, and I went all excited 'cause I remembered watching Anoop-dogg singing this in YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many versions of I'll Make Love You, but I love this! He sounded tired at some of the videos. Gosh, this guy makes me always want more of him. His &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Close your eyes, make a wish"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Girl, relax"&lt;/span&gt; never fail to make go high. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for him to sing this song in American Idol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FQZsEMjYZAc"&gt;I'll Make Love To You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A1-SIzlBF9Y/"&gt;The Only One For Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NdHRoZherdM/"&gt;Angel of Mine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't update about what happened the past few days. Just videos and pictures kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday, 14 March 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3xCWmLJAI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pQ8WvZyaxb8/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3xCWmLJAI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pQ8WvZyaxb8/s320/DSC00248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313668158094779394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3xCDaZuMI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xmsWT95hXsU/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3xCDaZuMI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xmsWT95hXsU/s320/DSC00237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313668152945129666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kak Yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3xCGtpiZI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/X-jE4ivQbmk/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3xCGtpiZI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/X-jE4ivQbmk/s320/DSC00249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313668153831164306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3xBrzGz7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/BgYLx692Z5A/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3xBrzGz7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/BgYLx692Z5A/s320/DSC00253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313668146606297010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bapak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3xBrBr4dI/AAAAAAAAAZs/aRPY88c4E8I/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3xBrBr4dI/AAAAAAAAAZs/aRPY88c4E8I/s320/DSC00256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313668146399011282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ayah and Ibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3wIUrjYeI/AAAAAAAAAZc/m_ChkKf8N_Y/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3wIUrjYeI/AAAAAAAAAZc/m_ChkKf8N_Y/s320/DSC00255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313667161148056034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Mak Nana and the newly wed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who stays at Admiralty might recognise the groom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next are the pictures of yesterday. Also a random video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb31wvuawWI/AAAAAAAAAcs/9ZdJypWn6Js/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb31wvuawWI/AAAAAAAAAcs/9ZdJypWn6Js/s320/DSC00259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673353160737122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meeting place, 659 Woodlands Ring Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb31wPmxhII/AAAAAAAAAck/NO6wj0DwKPc/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb31wPmxhII/AAAAAAAAAck/NO6wj0DwKPc/s320/DSC00261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673344538739842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb31v8YSG4I/AAAAAAAAAcc/y5e4YpuUeN8/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb31v8YSG4I/AAAAAAAAAcc/y5e4YpuUeN8/s320/DSC00263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673339377687426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb31v-Mr7kI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7bOHOeHKJGk/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb31v-Mr7kI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7bOHOeHKJGk/s320/DSC00264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673339865919042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favourite Nephew and my chubby little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb31vnySqoI/AAAAAAAAAcM/n0xEyxQBrtk/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb31vnySqoI/AAAAAAAAAcM/n0xEyxQBrtk/s320/DSC00267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673333849631362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb30xj1wxEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/FDfIP8LDGFg/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb30xj1wxEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/FDfIP8LDGFg/s320/DSC00268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313672267638555714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb30xnZkZCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rrrE58DPngk/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb30xnZkZCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rrrE58DPngk/s320/DSC00269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313672268594045986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb30xMGFw7I/AAAAAAAAAb0/MacO-tv99G4/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb30xMGFw7I/AAAAAAAAAb0/MacO-tv99G4/s320/DSC00270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313672261264589746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went out from Singapore at about 11.30 am.&lt;br /&gt;Reached Johore around 1.30.&lt;br /&gt;TWO HOURS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb30w-5rvII/AAAAAAAAAbs/ThPEzmPpJnk/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb30w-5rvII/AAAAAAAAAbs/ThPEzmPpJnk/s320/DSC00271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313672257722891394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another planning session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb30w8Nz_7I/AAAAAAAAAbk/Ube-AK6Bgg4/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb30w8Nz_7I/AAAAAAAAAbk/Ube-AK6Bgg4/s320/DSC00273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313672257002012594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3z9nRJOoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/f_bGa6YPkU0/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3z9nRJOoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/f_bGa6YPkU0/s320/DSC00276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313671375205513858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hot rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3z9B3LIoI/AAAAAAAAAbU/piuNQ3RD9Uc/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3z9B3LIoI/AAAAAAAAAbU/piuNQ3RD9Uc/s320/DSC00277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313671365164475010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALIFF!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3z9J-OBBI/AAAAAAAAAbM/UTkjsZ-qKK0/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3z9J-OBBI/AAAAAAAAAbM/UTkjsZ-qKK0/s320/DSC00278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313671367341507602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He just very did not wanna look at the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3z85wcOcI/AAAAAAAAAbE/a37xPP3J2ok/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3z85wcOcI/AAAAAAAAAbE/a37xPP3J2ok/s320/DSC00285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313671362988751298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My daddy. His daughters were his Fashion Police for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy went to Batam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3z83p8ODI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_09PPJsSUok/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3z83p8ODI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_09PPJsSUok/s320/DSC00293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313671362424617010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3y1poYu2I/AAAAAAAAAa0/JuFMDa8bkVU/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3y1poYu2I/AAAAAAAAAa0/JuFMDa8bkVU/s320/DSC00289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313670138889288546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mother and Daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3y1WMYt4I/AAAAAAAAAas/1kcRsHFqgxQ/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3y1WMYt4I/AAAAAAAAAas/1kcRsHFqgxQ/s320/DSC00291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313670133671573378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hazimi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3y1R7AxrI/AAAAAAAAAak/0Ey9Ekp1_M4/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3y1R7AxrI/AAAAAAAAAak/0Ey9Ekp1_M4/s320/DSC00296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313670132524959410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Puteri Ayuni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3y1ZfhhwI/AAAAAAAAAac/5idrVZsjNCE/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3y1ZfhhwI/AAAAAAAAAac/5idrVZsjNCE/s320/DSC00298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313670134557148930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, too stubborn to look at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;And with, obviously, dearest Elder Sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3y1IUUN2I/AAAAAAAAAaU/73ZFCyQKcJs/s1600-h/DSC00303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3y1IUUN2I/AAAAAAAAAaU/73ZFCyQKcJs/s320/DSC00303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313670129946736482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many many flocks of birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2a1e8222b1547d4b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a1e8222b1547d4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329991147%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F1FB402FCFB0CA8A226F2BD641CFFEFDED5F02D.3A8D42A7C512D64416E062E9EF87D0D36156AD0C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a1e8222b1547d4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOkxCvnxmfcUHZ68gE9B_f-ubWV4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a1e8222b1547d4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329991147%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F1FB402FCFB0CA8A226F2BD641CFFEFDED5F02D.3A8D42A7C512D64416E062E9EF87D0D36156AD0C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a1e8222b1547d4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOkxCvnxmfcUHZ68gE9B_f-ubWV4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad received a $150 worth of coupons/vouchers. We spent $149 of it last on 7 March. Pictures and Video again, people. Pictures as per usual were edited by Kakak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb36OK3MqfI/AAAAAAAAAdU/OThYInzAJXE/s1600-h/bbq_logo_splash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb36OK3MqfI/AAAAAAAAAdU/OThYInzAJXE/s320/bbq_logo_splash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313678256708037106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb36OBQ-dlI/AAAAAAAAAdM/jL_VTOfGCI4/s1600-h/at+bbq+chicken+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb36OBQ-dlI/AAAAAAAAAdM/jL_VTOfGCI4/s320/at+bbq+chicken+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313678254131803730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb36eVyGu4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/ynC1iG7aDNU/s1600-h/eat+chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb36eVyGu4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/ynC1iG7aDNU/s320/eat+chicken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313678534517373826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Initially, we used the forks and spoons.&lt;br /&gt;But we got tired after that and used our hands.&lt;br /&gt;Sodap oi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb36NX7HiOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/k20rBU4Pzo4/s1600-h/bbq+chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb36NX7HiOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/k20rBU4Pzo4/s320/bbq+chicken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313678243034269922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb36NDi34RI/AAAAAAAAAc8/KDvktPqXG4I/s1600-h/at+coffee+bean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb36NDi34RI/AAAAAAAAAc8/KDvktPqXG4I/s320/at+coffee+bean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313678237563871506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb36M5E8-hI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wL3fQwS41dQ/s1600-h/coffee+bean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb36M5E8-hI/AAAAAAAAAc0/wL3fQwS41dQ/s320/coffee+bean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313678234754021906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear I did not regret buying the Pure Caramel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2ee26571c9946621" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ee26571c9946621%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329991147%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D21A563A08DEDB4CD04C6E4C94F2FAFEE00D13010.40B96C9925A534C48894753F4F6CC98CED10ACC6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ee26571c9946621%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnYIhH7fW_nJ1J_nysQB1XizACRY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ee26571c9946621%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329991147%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D21A563A08DEDB4CD04C6E4C94F2FAFEE00D13010.40B96C9925A534C48894753F4F6CC98CED10ACC6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ee26571c9946621%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnYIhH7fW_nJ1J_nysQB1XizACRY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bad bad dream yesterday. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I love my family. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;officially missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-5456902054665471809?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2a1e8222b1547d4b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2ee26571c9946621&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5456902054665471809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/white-horse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5456902054665471809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/5456902054665471809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/white-horse.html' title='white horse'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/Sb3xCWmLJAI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pQ8WvZyaxb8/s72-c/DSC00248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3567677404642337167.post-7778443562292050153</id><published>2009-03-13T15:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:15:15.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m Sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>the new thing.</title><content type='html'>Okay, love. New blog. New skin. New URL. New post. I'm not sure why I'm doing this but I pray it'll be for a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qwtd3ids1Lc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qwtd3ids1Lc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a Wind - S.E.N.S&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instruments used: Piano, Keyboard, Violin and one more thing, which I do not know what it is. It's on the mouth of the guy behind the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it! Very soothing, and I've been hearing it for hours yesterday. Uploaded the vid into my phone, replaying it again and again. And still, I'm not sick and tired hearing it. You may need to volume up 'cause the sound is kinda soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago, Dad voiced out that he wanted to us to move to a new estate. For the first time in life, I really agree with him. Currently, I really wanna get out of here. Fast. Don't ask. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this would be my first post for my new blog. Lame, short, boring. Whatever. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;NURUL SYAHIDAH SANI, naqmo ingat naq kawin eyk. belajar pun belom habes! naq fikir pcl kawin. take care sia kau (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Nadiyatul Afiqah Rosli&lt;/div&gt;Siaks(!).com :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SboMSRILK9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/FjpfsIagGMw/s1600-h/That+Girledited1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SboMSRILK9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/FjpfsIagGMw/s320/That+Girledited1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312572218411789266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;People always remember that it takes time to change for the better. But one fails to remember it takes a lot of time for people to notice the change, too.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;have a safe trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3567677404642337167-7778443562292050153?l=syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7778443562292050153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7778443562292050153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3567677404642337167/posts/default/7778443562292050153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahidah-withlove.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-thing.html' title='the new thing.'/><author><name>Nurul Syahidah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SdLzf30t3DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aq0EDdCjJ0I/S220/page1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zkUpv_pJVzU/SboMSRILK9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/FjpfsIagGMw/s72-c/That+Girledited1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
