<?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-7397127511553134374</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:38:08.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ch0co.b3rry</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://davf.daisypath.com/SuE6p8.png" width="400" height="80" border="0" alt="Daisypath Anniversary tickers"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-371174834436131302</id><published>2010-05-03T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:42:50.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panadol Soluble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I had taken a few of Panadol Soluble tablets to relieve my flu. I'm quite sick yesterday, and Alhamdulillah, I'm getting better now. I feel much better now. But still, the mucus in my nasal seems sticky like yesterday. Eeewwwww. And it smells bad. Uwekkk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still stress out with my upcoming final exams. What am I going to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-371174834436131302?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/371174834436131302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/05/panadol-soluble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/371174834436131302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/371174834436131302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/05/panadol-soluble.html' title='Panadol Soluble'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-8570102541274838418</id><published>2010-04-16T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:44:32.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HUH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Both of us are so different but we're stuck together, why is dat, so fucking annoying! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/tigger-icon-emoticon/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/tigger-icon-emoticon-003.gif" border="0" alt="MyEm0.Com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-8570102541274838418?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/8570102541274838418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/huh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/8570102541274838418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/8570102541274838418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/huh.html' title='HUH!'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/01/th_tigger-icon-emoticon-003.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-445195538496256295</id><published>2010-04-08T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:45:02.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>peptic ulcer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I went to the doctor just now and he said that i have peptic ulcer type II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. &lt;img src="http://emo.huhiho.com/set/teddybear/20.gif" width="70" height="70" border="0" alt="http://emo.huhiho.com" title="http://emo.huhiho.com" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;. what is peptic ulcer? it is also know as PUD (peptic ulcer disease) is an ulcer of an area of the gastrointestinal tract that is usually acidic and thus extremely painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Types of peptic ulcers:&lt;br /&gt;Type I: Ulcer along the lesser curve of stomach&lt;br /&gt;Type II: Two ulcers present - one gastric, one duodenal&lt;br /&gt;Type III: Prepyloric ulcer&lt;br /&gt;Type IV: Proximal gastroesophageal ulcer&lt;br /&gt;Type V: Anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treatment :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Younger patients with ulcer-like symptoms are often treated withantacids or H2 antagonistsbefore EGD is undertaken.Bismuth compounds may actually reduce or even clear organisms, though it should be noted that the warning labels of some bismuth subsalicylate products indicate that the product should not be used by someone with an ulcer.&lt;br /&gt;Patients who are takingnonsteroidal anti-inflammatories(NSAIDs) may also be prescribed a prostaglandinanalogue (Misoprostol) in order to help prevent peptic ulcers, which may be aside-effect of the NSAIDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perforated peptic ulcer is a surgical emergency and requires surgical repair of the perforation. Most bleeding ulcers require endoscopy urgently to stop bleeding with cautery, injection, or clipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://emo.huhiho.com/set/teddybear/5.gif" width="70" height="70" border="0" alt="http://emo.huhiho.com" title="http://emo.huhiho.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-445195538496256295?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/445195538496256295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/peptic-ulcer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/445195538496256295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/445195538496256295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/peptic-ulcer.html' title='peptic ulcer?'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-3380491894249996107</id><published>2010-04-07T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T04:21:52.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TO YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I AM SO SORRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-3380491894249996107?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3380491894249996107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/3380491894249996107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/3380491894249996107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-you.html' title='TO YOU'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-4800005862203138259</id><published>2010-04-06T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T08:21:49.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight I Miss My Husband :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I’m here blogging instead of going to bed.  I don’t want to face the thought of slipping underneath the covers without him there to hold me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I ache to talk to him for longer than a few minutes here or there.  I want to share the details of my day with him. We stay busy, and I have immersed myself in looking forward to the smallest things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But I do  still miss him.  I still want his hand to hold.  I still want his eyes to look into.  I still want to fall into his hug at the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I want to share the laughing with him.  I want to cry on his shoulder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I want him.  Plain and simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I don’t want to have to wait another second longer.  But I will.  Because waiting is how I love him right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-4800005862203138259?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4800005862203138259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/tonight-i-miss-my-husband.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/4800005862203138259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/4800005862203138259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/tonight-i-miss-my-husband.html' title='Tonight I Miss My Husband :('/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-4858862986232684496</id><published>2010-04-02T19:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:42:56.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hye! It's ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hey, this is my homepage, so during my english class, my tutor, Miss Muhani ask me to write something about myself.  Sometimes it is hard to introduce yourself because you know yourself so well that you do not know where to start with. Let me give a try to see what kind of image you have about me through my self-description. I hope that my impression about myself and your impression about me are not so different. Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My name is Nur Jannah bt. Hj. Abdul Wahab. I was born on 29 / 07 / 1988. I am 22 years old and have been married for almost three months now. I have 2 brothers and no sister. I live with my father who is retired, my husband and my aunty. I had a great mother. She was a wonderful lady. But I lost my beloved mother on 27 / 10 / 2008 because of lung cancer and heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am very outgoing, laidback, easy going, and I love meeting new people. I like to have fun and laugh. I can't wait to travel the rest of the world . I am a person who is positive about every aspect of life[sometimes can be negative also..hehe]. There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write; I like to think, I like to dream; I like to talk, I like to listen. I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like to see the moonlight at night; I like to feel the music flowing on my face, I like to smell the wind coming from the ocean. I like to look at the clouds in the sky with a blank mind, I like to do thought experiment when I cannot sleep in the middle of the night. I like flowers in spring, rain in summer, leaves in autumn, and snow in winter. I like to sleep early, I like to get up late; I like to be alone, I like to be surrounded by people. I like country’s peace, I like delicious food and comfortable shoes; I like good books and romantic movies. I like the land and the nature, I like people. And, I like to laugh. I HATE it when people take one look at someone and decide that the other person is not as good looking as them. I believe that in order to truly see a person you must look beyond the outside appearance and see the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a brief introduction of myself. If you are interested in knowing more, read my profile or take a look at my pictures. Do not expect too much, and keep your sense of humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-4858862986232684496?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4858862986232684496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/hye-its-me_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/4858862986232684496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/4858862986232684496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/hye-its-me_02.html' title='Hye! It&apos;s ME!'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-8697592617814828269</id><published>2010-04-02T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:52:35.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minum Air Kosong Ajelah Sampai Mati!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;According to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drlam.com/blood_type_diet/blood_o_chart.asp"&gt; Dr.Lam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;, blood type-O people aren't allowed to eat ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Bacon, Ham, Goose, Pork [x kisah pun!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. Barracuda, Pickled herring, Catfish, Smoked salmon, Caviar, Octopus, Conch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. All other dairy products and yogurts. [ Type Os need to severely restrict the use of dairy products and eggs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. Type Os need to severely restrict the use of dairy products and eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e. Brazil, Cashew, Peanut, Pistachios, Poppy Seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f. Beans - copper, kidney, navy, tamarine. Lentils - domestic, green, red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g. Corn, Gluten, Graham, Wheat (Bulgur, Durum, Sprouted, white and whole, Germ and Bran) farina, Oat, Seven-grains, or any products such as flour, bread and noodles made with these grain products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h.Brassica family: Cabbage, Brussels sprouts, cauliflower, mustard greens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. Alfalfa sprouts, shiitake mushrooms, fermented olives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j. Corn [This vegetable affect the production of insulin, often lead to obesity and diabetes for the Type Os]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. Melons, cantaloupe, honeydew. OH MY FAVOURITE! These fruits contain high mold counts which can aggravate Type Os hypersensitivity problems (allergies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l. Oranges, tangerines and strawberries, blackberries, Rhubarb. [These fruits are high in acid content which may irritate the acidic stomach of Type Os]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m. White and black pepper, vinegar, capers, cinnamon, Cornstarch, Corn syrup, Nutmeg, Vanilla [Irritants to the Type O stomach]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n. Coffee, Distilled liquor, Black Tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-8697592617814828269?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/8697592617814828269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/minum-air-kosong-ajelah-sampai-mati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/8697592617814828269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/8697592617814828269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/minum-air-kosong-ajelah-sampai-mati.html' title='Minum Air Kosong Ajelah Sampai Mati!'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-6139379185503933118</id><published>2010-04-02T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T06:07:22.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness Coupled with Backache</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Haven't been feeling very good recently. Dont know why came down with illness suddenly on monday night and had to seek medication on tuesday morning. Had a terrible monday and tuesday night as the backache didn't went away . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I have constant lower back pain, can't stand for long, sit and lying down also hurts. It's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;really hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 class="subject"  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 1.1; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dont know  whether it's a good or bad thing. Nevertheless. I have a great rest. Had sick leave for the past two days. Medicine + consultation costs me alone $$$$. Going broke soon. Just praying for next few days to pass and payday will soon arrives. Hopefully.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-6139379185503933118?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/6139379185503933118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/sickness-coupled-with-backache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/6139379185503933118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/6139379185503933118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/04/sickness-coupled-with-backache.html' title='Sickness Coupled with Backache'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-4901206790031748769</id><published>2010-03-29T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T05:54:07.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate myself right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am easily pissed off. Everyone knows that. However, lately I've been super easy to get pissed by people. Hopefully, this is due to PMS. I hate how vulnerable I am towards my feelings now. I don't want those who meant a lot to me feel annoyed with my behaviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That's all for now. I should really stop being negative here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bubye~&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/7397127511553134374-4901206790031748769?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4901206790031748769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-myself-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/4901206790031748769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/4901206790031748769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-myself-right-now.html' title='I hate myself right now'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-5387031971080841623</id><published>2010-03-26T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T04:02:35.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue MARCH~</title><content type='html'>Ada satu keluarga 3 beranak sahaja ibu, bapa dan anak dalam umur 10 tahun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada hari minggu jam 11.00 pagi cam tu, si bapa teringin projek dengan si ibu tapi ada anak plak ada kat umah so macam mengacau la, Maka si bapa menyuruh si anak pergi mengaji….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ha ko pergi mengaji sekarang….. cepat !!!” kata si bapa&lt;br /&gt;“Ala, awal lagi la pak ngaji kul 4 kang baru start, kang ustaz marah plak” kata anaknya&lt;br /&gt;“Ko jangan melawan, pegi la cepattt…!!! Marah dah bapanya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si anak bergegas bersiap dan terus keluar rumah, tapi tak pergi jauh, duduk bawah rumah je… maklum la tak tau nak gi mana… tak keluar kang kena penangan plak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si bapa mula la bermesra dengan isterinya sambil bercakap-cakap seksi gitu…&lt;br /&gt;“Yang…yang.., kalau orang orang perempuan stim macam mana?” kata si bapa dalam nada manja.&lt;br /&gt;“ooo kalau orang pompuan stim terjungkit-jungkit bontot dia…” jawab isterinya&lt;br /&gt;“kalau lelaki stim macam mana plak bang….??” Tanya isteri manja juga.&lt;br /&gt;“kalau lelaki, menguit-guit misai dia” sambil ketawa miang-miang cam u la…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka adengan bergusti pun bermula dan sampai la penamat selang beberapa ketika…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila dah abis si isteri berkata “bang cabut la bang… terendam je dalam tu…”&lt;br /&gt;Si bapa menjawab “alah biar la terendam bukannya reput” sambil ketawa kecil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si anak masih mendengar dibawah rumah… bila si anak rasa macam dah lama sangat duduk kat bawah dia pun naik ke rumah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hah dah balik mengaji ya, ko pegi kedai sekarang mak ko nak makan udang ari ni” kata si bapa…&lt;br /&gt;maklum la puas hati.&lt;br /&gt;“Udang jantan udang betina pak?..” Tanya si anak.&lt;br /&gt;“macam mana ko tau udang jantan udang betina ni? kata si bapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“udang betina kalau kita usik bawah dia terjungkit-jungkit bontot di pak, kalau udang jantan pulak, kita usik bawahnya menguit-guit misai dia..” kata si anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PANG! Si bapa bagi penampar “kurang asam ko mengendap ye tadi!” kata si bapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sewaktu menampar songkok si anak jatuh dalam longkang tepi rumahnya&lt;br /&gt;“hah! Ambik songkok ko tu dah terendam tu”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si anak menjawab sambil menangis “biar la terendam bukannya reput”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-5387031971080841623?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/5387031971080841623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/blue-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/5387031971080841623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/5387031971080841623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/blue-march.html' title='Blue MARCH~'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-519722003500603984</id><published>2010-03-26T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T03:40:21.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship vs Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(180, 111, 255); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 17px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(255, 111, 207); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweet-pwincesz.blogspot.com/2007/12/friendship-vs-love.html" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none; display: block; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header"&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Friendship is the most important thing in my life than such a suck feeling like LOVE! Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Infantile love follows the principle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;: "I love because I am loved."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Mature love follows the principle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt; : "I am loved because I love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Immature love says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt; : "I love you because I need you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Mature love says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt; : "I need you because I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-519722003500603984?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/519722003500603984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/friendship-vs-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/519722003500603984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/519722003500603984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/friendship-vs-love.html' title='Friendship vs Love'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-965735635322509646</id><published>2010-03-13T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T19:58:08.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 weird things/habits/little known facts about myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My favourite colour was &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;? Because someone I know during high school really likes this colour. Stupid reason huh. That's what happens when you are in puppy love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I’m afraid of being alone, especially in the dark. I always had the lights on while I sleep whenever my hubby are not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don’t know how to swim even though I’ve taken swimming lessons in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have this bad habit of pulling my hair (*unconsciously.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love dogs, in particular, puppies. But, (a big but here…) I’m afraid of them. I don’t know why [gik pun haram bah pegang nya]. On the other hand, I really don’t like cats. Don’t ask me why. I don’t know either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I’m very careless and not organize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I easily fall in love and I can simply trust anyone I just met. (* both are not so good habits, especially the latter one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I love to eat ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-965735635322509646?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/965735635322509646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2010/03/hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/965735635322509646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/965735635322509646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;hurm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selama x m'update menatang tok eyh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcm2 jak bnda dah berlaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mok tauk apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lak2 la cta mun da masa k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daa~&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/7397127511553134374-1129844081943811241?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/1129844081943811241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/05/hallo2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/1129844081943811241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;even kta dh syg nya bna2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xda nyakit ati nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knak nya msh sanggup plh kta camtok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/2.gif" /&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/7397127511553134374-5497501602244313147?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/5497501602244313147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-hurt_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/5497501602244313147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/5497501602244313147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-hurt_03.html' title='I&apos;m hurt!'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-3599573564077638702</id><published>2009-02-03T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T05:41:09.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm not the type to get my heart broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm not the type to get upset and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cause I never leave my heart open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Never hurts me to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Relationships don't get deep to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Never got the whole in love thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And someone can say they love me truely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But at the time it didn't mean a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My mind is gone, i'm spinning round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And deep inside, my tears i'll drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm losing grip, what's happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I stray from love, this is how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This time was different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Felt like, I was just a victim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And it cut me like a knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you walked out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now i'm, in this condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And i've, got all the symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of a girl with a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But no matter what you'll never see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did it happen when we first kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cause it's hurting me to let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maybe cause we spent so much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I know that it's no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I shoulda never let you hold me baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maybe why i'm sad to see us apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I didn't give to you on purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gotta figure out how you stole my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My mind is gone, i'm spinning round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And deep inside, my tears i'll drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm losing grip, what's happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I stray from love, this is how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This time was different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Felt like, I was just a victim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And it cut me like a knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you walked out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now i'm, in this condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And i've, got all the symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of a girl with a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But no matter what you'll never see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How did I get here with you, i'll never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I never meant to let it get so, personal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After all I tried to do, stay away from loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm broken hearted, I can't let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I won't let it show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You won't see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This time was different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Felt like, I was just a victim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And it cut me like a knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you walked out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now i'm, in this condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And i've, got all the symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of a girl with a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But no matter what you'll never see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This time was different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Felt like, I was just a victim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And it cut me like a knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you walked out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now i'm, in this condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And i've, got all the symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of a girl with a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But no matter what you'll never see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-3599573564077638702?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/3599573564077638702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/3599573564077638702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/3599573564077638702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-hurt.html' title='Cry~'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-9127848571352026219</id><published>2009-01-27T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T05:11:20.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The longest survey you'll ever fill out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Starting time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: 8.23 p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: jane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;taken:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Shoe size:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What are you wearing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Where do you live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: area sat0k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Favorite Number/s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Favorite Drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: h0t choco drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Favorite Months:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: december.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Favorite Breakfast:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*******Have You Ever*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Been on a plane:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Been in a bath tub:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: yeahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fallen asleep in school:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: yup2. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Broken someone's heart:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: hell yeaahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fell off your chair:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: ohh yaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Saved e-mails:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: yaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*******What is********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What is the last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;------Ever Had------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Chicken pox:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sore throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: yaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Stitches:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: noo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Broken nose:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.-----Do You-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.----------Who----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: hilary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;----------Final Questions-------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What did you do today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: zZz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hate someone in your family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: big NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Diamond or pearl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: pearl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Are you the Eldest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Indoors or outdoors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: indoors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-------Today did you-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Talk to someone you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: ya. just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. Kiss anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: nope~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. Get sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. Talked to an ex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. Miss someone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: yup2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;----------Last person who----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. You talked to on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;---------Random--------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;21. Have a crush on someone:?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: yaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;22. What books are you reading right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;:  the half blood prince.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;23. Best feeling in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: happy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;24. Do you Sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;25. What's under your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;26. Favorite locations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;29. Danced a slow dance with someone you didn't even like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;32. Who do you really hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;35. Ever liked someone you didn't have a chance with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: yup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;36. You lonely right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: nooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;37. What time is it now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: 9.11 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-9127848571352026219?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/9127848571352026219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/survey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/9127848571352026219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/9127848571352026219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-7939104241114771934</id><published>2009-01-26T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T06:34:23.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M NOT UR PART-TIME LOVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK OFF!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GO 2 HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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/7397127511553134374-7939104241114771934?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7939104241114771934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/huh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/7939104241114771934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/7939104241114771934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/huh.html' title='huh!'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-4129305176186291270</id><published>2009-01-25T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:13:00.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no title</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Are memories &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;painful&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God must be putting be to the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Slowly i'm beginning to understand wherever 'she' is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;memories of her are always with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I cant run away from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nor can anybody take them away.&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/7397127511553134374-4129305176186291270?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4129305176186291270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/4129305176186291270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/4129305176186291270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-title.html' title='no title'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-7371893342527680330</id><published>2009-01-13T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T16:17:31.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fLuUuUuUuUu!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Adowh2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salu jak knak &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flu&lt;/span&gt; eyh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila gik mok bait tok???????!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angol tauk x!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X ska38763x!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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/7397127511553134374-7371893342527680330?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7371893342527680330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/fluuuuuuuuu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/7371893342527680330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/7371893342527680330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/fluuuuuuuuu.html' title='fLuUuUuUuUu!!!!!!!'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-4121606825025568831</id><published>2009-01-10T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:22:04.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waa..i've been tagged!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seperti biasa, ada rules bila kita kena tag. Bah, rulesnya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Each blogger must post these rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. Bloggers that are tagged, need to write ten facts about themselves. You need to choose ten people to tag and list their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(My 10 Random Facts/ Habits)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;My 10 Random Facts / Habits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Aku ska sms-ing! x kisah la ngn sapa2x pun. p nak, cgek jak la ku x ska. owg yg eply sms ku lmbt! ku duli pa nya bz kh pa. pa ku bz pat jwak eply cpt. haha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. Aku ska on9. salunya on ym, cek fs-tagged-facebook. x kra time ku bz kdak ne pun ku msti mok on9 jwk. xpat idup mun x on9!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. Aku salu ggt lipz ku pun. ku xtauk jwk phl p ya la nang aku salu plh. smpei da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;some1 nego. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"mok knak ggt leh kmk kah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;" hahahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. Aku ska plh muka siyes! tp ya pd muka jak la pdhal lam ati b'bunga2x! hahaha! mun owg xknal aku msti pdh aku tok gaok / sombong. ya terpulang pd individu la mok menilai aku nak. heE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. Aku tok penjeles aih! especially ngn owg "t'syg" hehe~ wajib ya eyh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. Ska mkn pan tb. mun x da tb xpat mkn! ya nang bad habit! tiap2 ari dga owg tua ngeypak psl ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;7. aaa..hp ku xleh xda kdit even xda msg or call sapa pn msti da kdit jwak. mun xda kdit xpat idup..heEE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;8. Aku x pandey call owg especially owg laki! even gerek dikpun pun aku xda call. ada pun jarang ey! pahal ow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;9. Hmm..aku xpat mun sehari x ngga *tuut* haa apa yaa..ngga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;nya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; lah..haha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;10. Aku x ska ngga owg yg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;kecoh2 x tntu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; psl dpn aku. mun ada ey asa nk ku trajang jak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahh!&lt;br /&gt;Xtauk mok tag sapa!&lt;br /&gt;haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&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/7397127511553134374-4121606825025568831?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/4121606825025568831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-7268712140345019569</id><published>2009-01-08T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T05:37:17.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss U Dear :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nobody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;understands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; how much I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; U...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I miss how much we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; to talk ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&amp;amp; I miss all the things we used to do ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; not to admit to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That I still feel this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nobody knows that I still wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thinking of u &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;each day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think of u&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I really do miss u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would give up everything I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; we're not ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS U SO MUCH MR Z!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-7268712140345019569?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/7268712140345019569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/miss-u-dear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/7268712140345019569'/><link rel='self' 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font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVER &lt;/span&gt;than love a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOSER&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/7397127511553134374-2069446816361321217?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/2069446816361321217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/2069446816361321217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/2069446816361321217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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&lt;/span&gt;again~~thinking bout it now make me wanna cry...aiyoooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn bcoz of dat game make me miserable today..but i'm not gonna blame anyone coz i know its my own decision..rite now i keep thinking whether my decision was correct or not..i can't afford 2 lose another fren..i know he may hate me 4 doing dat but its 4 my own good coz i don wan 2 become very attach 2 him..in the end i will be the 1 who get hurt...like now~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stupid of me 4 letting this thing overcome me..so the best thing 2 do is to laugh it off but it seems dat my system oso cannot operate perfectly today~~&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/7397127511553134374-5895655477561789576?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-9068630576439689716</id><published>2009-01-05T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T05:36:31.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hv 2 let him go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love him so much!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but nw i hv 2 let him go n 4get bout him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my dad cant stop asking bout him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;y???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;is dat he so special???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;huhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;only 4 last time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he ever promised me he wont leave me n he will love me 4ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but nw,he've change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i cant change him back like last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he rather be with his new frens,new style,n maybe new girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nw my relationship with him is over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he's happy 8 there but im sad 8 here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-9068630576439689716?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-1955828138725438044</id><published>2009-01-05T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T03:30:41.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinta vs Suka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;di hadapan orang yang kita &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt;, hati kita akan berdegup kencang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tapi di depan orang yang kita &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;hati kita akan gembira..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;di depan orang yang kita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt;, musim sentiasa berbunga-bunga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;di depan orang yang kita &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;suk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;musim itu cuma berangin sahaja..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jikalau kita lihat di dalam mata orang yang kita &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt;, kita akan kaku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jikalau kita melihat mata orang yang kita &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka&lt;/span&gt;, kita akan tersenyum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;di depan orang yang kita &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt;, lidah kelu untuk berkata-kata..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;di depan orang yang kita &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka&lt;/span&gt;, lidah bebas berkata apa sahaja..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;di depan orang yang kita&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; cinta&lt;/span&gt;, kita menjadi malu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;di depan orang yang kita &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka&lt;/span&gt;, kita akan tunjukkan imej yang sebenar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;kita tidak boleh merenung mata orang yang kita &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;tapi kita selalu merenung mata orang yang kita &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;suka&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;bila orang yang kita &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cinta&lt;/span&gt; menangis, kita akan turut menangis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;bila orang yang kita &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;suka &lt;/span&gt;menangis, kita akan membuat dia gembira..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;perasaan cinta bermula dari &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kata&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;perasaan suka bermula dari &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;telinga&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;^jadi..jikalau kita berhenti menyukai seseorang yang kita suka..umpama kita membuang telinga kita. .tapi jika kita cuba menutup mata..cinta berbuah menjadi airmata..setiap orang akan mengalami ini dalam hidup mereka..^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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.:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7397127511553134374.post-2587225570231872</id><published>2009-01-04T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T05:48:11.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st January 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after 7 days its over and dat day i met him. huu~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like a dream. i thought i will never met him again. *sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just God knows how i miss him. i cant fall in love with other guys unless i already forget about him. it takes 84234231578978952231325689 days to forget him. how i wish to tell him now that i love him so much. ouh dear.. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why you make me love you so much then you leave me alone..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i know you want to be fair but what about me..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;do you ever know what i'm feel now..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;do you know how i love you so much..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;do you care..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;do you ever remember your promises..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what else can i do than seeing you from far away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in your blue shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you look smart than usual dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;watching you from far make my tear&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;falling down.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;*wishing to hug you..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;*wishing to kiss you..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing to be a story teller to you&lt;br /&gt;and i know it can only be happen just in my dream..&lt;br /&gt;my mind is only thinking about you..&lt;br /&gt;then, my concentration to our study group was deprived..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7397127511553134374-2587225570231872?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/2587225570231872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-january-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/2587225570231872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/2587225570231872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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The main reason why I started blogging is because I'm having trouble expressing my feelings.&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/7397127511553134374-537668717582761458?l=sweet8eight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/feeds/537668717582761458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/537668717582761458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7397127511553134374/posts/default/537668717582761458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet8eight.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-blog.html' title='New blog!'/><author><name>.:. ch0co.b3rry .:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04140132791493716903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6mUwFCX1bY/S7CgATEBuLI/AAAAAAAAADU/DK2JePW8l6E/S220/aku.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
