<?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-1411780412704786818</id><updated>2012-01-08T23:46:11.266+08:00</updated><category term='sadness all over:&apos;('/><category term='feelings can&apos;t lie.'/><category term='salam satu syawal :)'/><category term='fireflies~'/><category term='shah;&apos;s'/><category term='i wanna :)'/><category term='meenyna :)'/><category term='maybe.'/><category term='something meaningful:('/><category term='raining.'/><category term='i am m.s.a&apos;s:))'/><category term='me doing it.'/><category term='suffocates~'/><category term='no longer yours :)'/><category term='shah&apos;s:)'/><category term='shahirul&apos;s (:'/><category term='friday :)'/><category term='wuddafuurrrhhh'/><category term='ex-PMR-ians'/><category term='single doodle'/><category term='rest'/><category term='proudly shah&apos;s :)'/><category term='i am shah&apos;s:)'/><category term='needing'/><category term='exhausted.'/><category term='description'/><category term='i amm.s.a&apos;s:))'/><category term='muse'/><category term='i hate you'/><category term='yours'/><category term='shah&apos;s'/><category term='reverse psychology :D'/><category term='i love him:)'/><category term='myself'/><category term='wondering on my own'/><category term='keep it by myself.'/><title type='text'>A Sanguine Melancholic's</title><subtitle type='html'>On the ground underneath the sky where everything been witnessed .Memories and happiness , tears and laughter , sweets and sours .</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>261</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-1288229415643803152</id><published>2012-01-08T13:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T13:09:13.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because they happened beyond my expectations.</title><content type='html'>Holla people ! How's your first week of 2012 everyone ? Happy 2012 ! Woots :D I was pretty busy that I didn't have the time to update the blog. Sorry. Oh by the way, I've removed the chat box since it is no longer free anymore ): Sad, I am . Despite that , you can leave your comment by clicking the comment button. Hehe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, I really miss school and the buddies so much ! I never thought that the life after SPM could be this pathetic . I mean where you don't have friends with you around , working or stay at home all by yourself is so saddening . Honestly saying , I miss my friends' dramatic-ness and laughters . Ahh .. Guess I'm too sentimental , ain't I ? hee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life has been good so far . I have a colleague now ! She's Miss Chua (: I thought she's not a friendly person but I was wrong . She actually is ! Fewwhh , I'm not gonna be alone in the office anymore ! *winks* She's a married woman and a mother to two . Yeah , literally I'm the youngest and the prettiest . LOL . I was just kidding (: But yes , I'm the youngest ! 18-to-be (: Wow ~ How time flies . I'M EIGHTEEN ! Hehh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda scared when thinking of the result day now . Urrgghh . That feeling is so annoying ! I know I might not be able to strike all A's but arrgghh ~ Please pray the best for me people (': Huhu .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And woopps , I didn't know that Chi Yan has started working until she texted me . Wooh ! Enjoy working buddy ! Miss you (: and the rest too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Assalamualaikum &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-1288229415643803152?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1288229415643803152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2012/01/because-they-happened-beyond-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1288229415643803152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1288229415643803152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2012/01/because-they-happened-beyond-my.html' title='Because they happened beyond my expectations.'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-1436566723885334933</id><published>2011-12-26T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T11:35:57.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and loyalty tells everything .</title><content type='html'>Peace be upon you and hello fellow readers ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've started working, I only could post an entry once in a week. Sigh. Pity the blog, I could see dust and moss are everywhere. Hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, I've learned a lot from the Bosses , Mr. Calvin and Ms. Yip. I swear they are very kind and helpful person ! I'm so touched and therefore I pledged to myself I'm gonna work hard for them. They pay my salary okay ! Hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Thursday, when I was busy learning some new things from the boss , he suddenly came out with this one sad story . Here it goes ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man was actually a brilliant person . He chose Law field as his carrier . He worked as a lecturer first in this one particular private law academy . He was being excellent that the ex-principal and the current principal were very appreciated him to work under them . So one day , the principal offered him to go to this one law academy for law training . He was so happy for being offered and told his wife about it . However , the wife didn't agree with him because the allowance he would be getting was way lower than his salary back then . Just imagine , his salary was about 10 thousand plus and if he followed the training , he would be only getting less than a thousand bucks . Thus , he carried on his life as a lecturer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As years went by , the enthusiasm to be a lawyer in him couldn't be controlled&amp;nbsp; anymore . He resigned and set up a company by himself . To shorten the story , he failed . He tried to set up another two companies and yet he messed up them all . Despite all that , his wife has become a successful businesswoman . She opened a beauty saloon (something like that) and she succeeds .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the most tragic part , one fine morning both of them woke up from bed . Without any fight and arguement his wife asked for a divorce . " You can keep the kids and this house. You can keep everything. I'm only gonna pack my stuffs and live a new life in a new house. " the wife said . What happened was , the wife has met a new richer guy that has bought a bungalow for her . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly , I was almost burst my tears . The wife is so mean . She shouldn't left the husband just like that , am I right ? Even his husband was all broke , as a wife , she should be there with the husband , through thick or thin . As a growing up girl , I feel so embarrassing . Pity the kids though . They're growing without the touch from a mother now . The wife has totally left and forgotten about them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I've learned , life is actually not just about earning big amount of money . Life is nothing without love and loyalty in it . And even one has failed in his step to succeed , as a husband/wife/ family , we should stand strong together and guide one another . It would be the sweetest thing that could ever happens if what we've done together has been so fruitful . Don't be blind just because of wealthiness . It was a test from Him . I thank Allah for He has given me a chance to understand and learn more about LIFE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess , will be seeing you guys in the next entry . Till then ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Assalamualaikum &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/1411780412704786818-1436566723885334933?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1436566723885334933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-and-loyalty-tells-everything.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1436566723885334933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1436566723885334933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-and-loyalty-tells-everything.html' title='Love and loyalty tells everything .'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8322891575187422496</id><published>2011-12-17T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T15:48:19.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DUES EX MACHINA !</title><content type='html'>Peace be upon you ! Hello ! The title doesn't even related to any ex boyfriend or ex girlfriend or whatseoever ex word . Just came across with the word&amp;nbsp; when I was searching some word's meaning in my dictionary and the way to pronounce is sort of interesting . Hehe . So, it stands for the unexpected power or event saving a seemingly hopeless situation . A word derived from Greek's .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with the title's explanation and now here I go ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being pretty lifeless just when SPM ended few weeks ago . I couldn't let myself rotting at home by doing nothing . Ya know, waking up early in the morning, finish up doing all the house chores and end the day up with internet was just plainly unproductive . Plus, I'm broke . If I keep the same thing repeated over and over again , I wouldn't get any income at all ! Hence , I bug my parents to allow me to work . Mom found a suitable job for me and yeah , kinda sticking to it for this time being .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now working under this one secretary company as a general clerk . Just a clerk though but the experiences I am getting are precious and worthy ! On the first day , I was only handed with filing task . Thought it was gonna be my job and was relieved because filing just so easy. Heck yeah. The next day , the boss taught accounts and BAM ! I have to do the accounting stuffs (which I don't know how to describe further, sorry) . In the first place , it was freaking though and I almost abhor my job . I was a pure science student and never studied accounts before , OKAY ! I did have the urge to cry but managed to overcome it . I was kinda under pressure for about 2 days because of trying to get use of myself with accounts . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah , my boss and his wife are such nice people . They understood my situation and never stopped teaching me . They guided me perfectly and I'm really touched . By seeing their effort to see me do well with my job , my spirit bloomed to work harder ! I love my life (: Thank You Allah ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'm gonna be alone during lunch time and I was literally wrong ! Sometimes either the boyfie or mom will be my company . Since mom is too working in the same building , I feel so much safer and protected . Hehe . (While I'm typing all these, it was drizzling outside ! Ohh~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss said , " &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Accounts teach us the virtue of patience . Don't be silly , don't have to rush . Be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;meticulous with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;the numbers and you will be meticulous in your life too&lt;/i&gt; " . Thank you Mr. Calvin ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my heart still belong with science (: Accounts, thanks for giving me another precious experience ! LOL . What lah am I saying ni ? Sorry , I'm a newbie in this thing and very excited about it . Hehe . So people , patience is a part of everything ! Things might become better and fruitful if you nurture it in your daily life . Experience , is like the bonus . Be forever thankful to God and He'll never stop to bless and give you mercy . InsyaAllah ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys in the next entry ! Spread love ! &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&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/1411780412704786818-8322891575187422496?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8322891575187422496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/dues-ex-machina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8322891575187422496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8322891575187422496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/dues-ex-machina.html' title='DUES EX MACHINA !'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8579945458919515607</id><published>2011-12-08T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:58:16.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What goes up must comes down</title><content type='html'>Hey people ! Hope you guys having a great day. It is still early in the morning and it's such a nice weather out there. Very soothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would like to share with you guys a bit. Yesterday, I went to Mid Valley with the boyfie, Amir, to watch Ombak Rindu. Bet you guys know what movie is that. Since the movie is quite famous now and the responds from those who have watch it is very positive, I'm so eager to watch ! I planned to head there early because I knew the ticket will be sold out fast ! I reached there around 12 something, which I thought a perfect timing. Quickly queued with a big hope because the earliest show at 2.05 pm. Apparently, I was wrong. The tickets were all sold out ): I'm kinda sad. I mean, really sad actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up, we watched Puss In Boots. Hey, it's a very cute movie though ! Didn't know that cats are good in acting too. Haha. If you have younger brothers or sisters or maybe kids, you should bring them to watch this movie. Although it's just a cartoon kind, but I tell you here, it teaches a lot on how to be steadfast in a friendship. I rate 4/5 for the movie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The craved to eat Carl's Jr has finally been paid off. Thank You Love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around Mid Valley and The Gardens like a couple of zombies. Hehe. Suddenly, there was an Indian aunty asked us the way out from Mid Valley to the KTM station. Since I was afraid I would explain wrongly, Amir and I guided her to the station. She was about to cry because she has taken a long time to find the way out so she afraid if she couldn't go home in time. I pitied her. She's not young anymore and she didn't bring handphone with her. I wonder what would happen to her if she didn't ask us. Sent her till The Face Shop since she said from there she knew how to go. She thanked us and I could see her tears almost rolling down to her cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, another lesson learned. Ya know, the feeling after offering help to those who in needs is really a big pleasure regardless their religions and races. We're the same, human beings after all living under one sky. We shared the place in the same world. Don't be snobbish. It ain't worth your life. What goes around comes around. Who knows one day, we might need others' help too ? Remember, life has its black and white (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-8579945458919515607?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8579945458919515607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-goes-up-must-comes-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8579945458919515607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8579945458919515607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-goes-up-must-comes-down.html' title='What goes up must comes down'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4889041467632977899</id><published>2011-12-04T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T22:19:56.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The mirth ~</title><content type='html'>Wow. What a record. I posted two entries in a day ? Wow. Haha. Guess I was just too bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Times Square this afternoon to accompany Zulaiha. She wanted to buy new attires to wear tomorrow. Yeap, she just got a job. Happy for her though :D She shopped a lot. I mean, she's not the kind who loves to shop! I think she's excited for her first working day. Thought of watching movies but we were running out of time. I'm broke, people. I need to save up some money :D Hehe. Talked about saving up money, hmm I just spent the money that ayah gave to buy a new pair of heels. I couldn't resist myself from not buying it. It's too cute to be left in the shop alone :P Wanna show it to Amir and see what is he gonna respond. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/meenyna"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; while ago. Well, was a bit productive since Hannah and I are planning to fast on this Thursday. We are so looking forward to it! Woohoo~ Thank you Hannah ! Due to that, I've became more happier! I love being happy :') Alhamdulillah (: Ya know, the excitement to get closer to Allah is very indescribable. By thinking the reward we'll be getting and fighting the nafs on His path are such a wonderful thing in life actually. World isn't a sure and permanent thing but Akhirat is. Alhamdulillah and Thank You Allah (: I'm so proud and thankful to be born as a Muslim !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I hath just realized, sometimes and some people is actually matured than their age. I still remember one of my friends criticized me because of making friends with the people younger than us. She said I might follow them by being immature. Her perspective was actually wrong. Definitely wrong. The right prove is before my eyes now. I'm glad that I didn't follow her. This is one of the lessons I've learned. Ahh, experience ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4889041467632977899?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4889041467632977899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/mirth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4889041467632977899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4889041467632977899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/mirth.html' title='The mirth ~'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-1944654369343368160</id><published>2011-12-04T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T12:22:06.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a forever 5 Belian's</title><content type='html'>I wanna share some emotions of a school leaver. (does it sounds right?) I have promise myself to deactivate my facebook. I forgotten that Mabel's using mine too. So, if I deactivate it, no use. Mabel will log in it too. What I gotta do is, restrain myself from logging in. Looks like it's working. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;" The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. &lt;br /&gt;It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are it  will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let  it. &lt;br /&gt;You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. &lt;br /&gt;But it ain't about how hard ya hit. &lt;br /&gt;It's about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; How much you can take and keep moving forward. &lt;br /&gt;That's how winning is done! &lt;br /&gt;Now if you know what you're worth then go out and get what you're worth. &lt;br /&gt;But ya gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers  saying you ain't where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody! &lt;br /&gt;Cowards do that and that ain't you! You're better than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rocky Balboa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a meaningful quote for me and i hope we can hang out in the future. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Seen those words above ? Yeap, Kin Hing posted it on our class wall on Facebook. I was about to cry and yeap I cried eventually when I read their comments. I could see the friendship bond there was very strong. We miss each other so much. I mean, the whole class. I love them. Even some of them are literally annoying but they were such a bunch of blissful barbarians. (Well, that's what some of the teachers call them). They are planning a grand reunion right after some of the classmates done with Chinese papers. I'm certainly not gonna plan since I kinda sucks at doing it. Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh, just in case if you came across with my blog. Okay girl. Stop calling him ' Abang Amir '. I'm kinda jealous and you're making it sounds disgusting because it came out of your mouth. Even I myself didn't call him that way, okay ! Proven, Amir's forever mine so here a piece of an advice for you, if you want someone to be a part of your heart, make sure he doesn't belong with somebody else. You know, it hurts ever girls' heart. You're not in our shoes so you won't experience it for real. Just imagine you're in an ocean. Just keep on diving and I'm sure you'll find someone single and better than mine. Stop being a pathetic nuisance. Don't make yourself being cursed. You're a girl. A young girl. You shouldn't do this. It's such a shameful manner. Put your pride up on the top not underneath your feet. You should prioritize your dignity. Okay kiddo ? Dah pergi cari ' Abang ' kau sendiri. I'm signing off. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-1944654369343368160?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1944654369343368160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-forever-5-belians.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1944654369343368160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1944654369343368160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-forever-5-belians.html' title='I&apos;m a forever 5 Belian&apos;s'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4536931140486642164</id><published>2011-12-03T11:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T12:18:03.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nalzaneemsay is my alter ego</title><content type='html'>Wow. I just realised that I've been cursing lots these days. I mean seriously, I can't even recognised myself when I read back all my t&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/meenyna"&gt;weets&lt;/a&gt; ( and the previous post ) . Ya know, all those F words like flowing out from my mouth just like waterfall. Which certainly different from what I used to be. I never used those vulgar words except in some cases that turned me into a mad person. From now on, I swear to myself not to curse anymore. Yeap, I did. Apologies for my insolent doings. I didn't mean purposely. I just meant those for certain person (yeap, that bitch which officially my truest enemy now). I'm so sorry (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I forgotten that I just allowed one person to read my blog. Haha. Well never mind lah).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4536931140486642164?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4536931140486642164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4536931140486642164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4536931140486642164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/wow.html' title='nalzaneemsay is my alter ego'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-5984518467953936150</id><published>2011-12-02T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T22:19:37.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm dying to know whether it's killing you like it's killing me</title><content type='html'># The Story Of Us - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey lovelies (: I seriously didn't have any idea to blog today. I was just staying at home and waiting for myself to get rotten slowly. LOL. This is what you would go through after your SPM has finally over. Be ready ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at my grandparents' just now since Atuk's gonna be alone at home. So, my brother and I decided to accompany him. Yeah right, I was the only who loyally stayed there. My bro whet to futsal after he came back from the mosque. Yet, day turned out to be so cool. Ucik came back from accompanying grandma to the hospital (which I was the one who always did that) . BAM ! She told me a lot of stories. I got to collect loads of life's lesson there. Pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just knew that my uncle, Ucik's husband, who I call him as Pak Cik Shahrin, is such an amazing guy. He looks so cool from the outside but from the way Ucik shared some with me, he's a whole lot different. Well, guys. Can't get away from ego. Hehe. He has gone through a lot of obstacles in his life and yet he managed to get over them. I mean, calmly ?. Oh come on ! If I were him, I would just ran away from this world. If only there's another Earth lah. Muehehe :D He was a lawyer years ago but he's not anymore since his partner in the lawyer firm betrayed him. After then, he had to face a lot of troubles and BAM ! He has now found his career and has became a successful man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE IS A MANCHESTER UNITED ENTHUSIAST JUST LIKE ME TOO ! MUAHAHAHA &amp;gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah finally, I just admitted to Ucik. For all this while, I've been stalking Pak Cik Shahrin's blog. Hey, with a purely nice intention. Fyi, he's really good in English. He studied Law in University Malaya and he didn't have to take this one year English course. The most shocking thing is, he once marked those Harvard's Master students exam papers ! Check out his blog, you might improvise your English too just like what I'm doing now (: &lt;a href="http://www.shahrinalbakri.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've known each other since the past TWENTY YEARS . Yeap, since they were in Form 6 at Victoria's Institution. Alhamdulillah, Allah has granted their prayers to be together until now (: They got married when I was 5 and I was one of the flower girls. Hehe. The way he tried to flirt Ucik was very cute. He failed in his first attempt and succeeded in his second attempt and right up until now and FOREVER INSYA-ALLAH ! (: They are blessed with three adorable truly lovely kids. Yeah, they are my cousins now (: From what Ucik told me and what I've observed, no doubt, he's such a lovely father and husband. Boleh tahan jiwang weh. Alhamdulilah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna drag this entry. Hehe. To Ucik, Murnihati Ali Bashah and Pak cik, Shahrin AlBakri, I'm very happy and thankful for having both of you as my uncle and aunt. You guys are the sweetest , most awesome couple ever. Ucik, thanks for sharing the stories with me. I've learned a lot from there. May Allah bless your marriage forever. Amin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's wrong for me to dream about my marriage right ? I hope I'll be destined with the best guy to be my soul partner. I've found one and in hope Allah grants my prayers. Bet you guys know who he is. Hehe. InsyaAllah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I presented you my lovely cousins &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fP4L3haYWQ/TtjZjigekMI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZtwuL5QAW7I/s1600/304769_2011710733292_1259471238_31781003_1549880598_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fP4L3haYWQ/TtjZjigekMI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZtwuL5QAW7I/s400/304769_2011710733292_1259471238_31781003_1549880598_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left: Farah Batrisyia , Harith Haiqal and Nureen Sabrina (:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ehem ehem&lt;/span&gt; : A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; -&amp;nbsp; Mignon Mclaughlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/m/mignonmcla106607.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&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/1411780412704786818-5984518467953936150?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5984518467953936150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-dying-to-know-whether-its-killing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/5984518467953936150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/5984518467953936150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-dying-to-know-whether-its-killing.html' title='I&apos;m dying to know whether it&apos;s killing you like it&apos;s killing me'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fP4L3haYWQ/TtjZjigekMI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZtwuL5QAW7I/s72-c/304769_2011710733292_1259471238_31781003_1549880598_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8297914885635090398</id><published>2011-12-01T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T12:24:03.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Zahiril Adzim and Shera Ayob</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="225" mozallowfullscreen="" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/32533285?color=ff0179" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/32533285"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/32533285"&gt;Zahiril Adzim + Shera Aiyob // 20.11.2011 // Highlights&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/sweetmotion"&gt;Sweet Motion Production&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah tengok ? Fuiyoh sekali lafaz je tu oh ! Muka wat lek wat piece je (: Okay, I admired Shera's nikah dress. Lovely gila :D So, when is my turn pula ni ? HAHAHA *slapself*&amp;nbsp; Semoga jodoh mereka berkekalan (: Amin (: Comel nya ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-8297914885635090398?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8297914885635090398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/of-zahiril-adzim-and-shera-ayob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8297914885635090398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8297914885635090398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/of-zahiril-adzim-and-shera-ayob.html' title='Of Zahiril Adzim and Shera Ayob'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-6175950472276232055</id><published>2011-12-01T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T09:37:23.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm stepping into a new world ;D</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Assalamualaikum ! Hello !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was a day to be remembered for the rest of my life indeed ! Nov 30th has witnessed my freedom . I mean, I'M DONE WITH SCHOOL'S LIFE . It ain't that cool though . I feel a tad awkward yesterday night when I looked at my books . Uh oh . This wasn't a good sign .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Aqp2LgPHTIk/TtbTlilCepI/AAAAAAAAATI/OOXPHW1NawE/s1600/IMG_8682.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Aqp2LgPHTIk/TtbTlilCepI/AAAAAAAAATI/OOXPHW1NawE/s320/IMG_8682.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mabel , Me and Nicole ! (:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; And .. guess what , I managed to control myself from crying in front of the people ! WHAT AN ACCOMPLISHMENT ! Pfftt . I cried a bit when the invigilator collected my last paper . It was the tears of joy , I supposed . Hehe . My body was literally shaking as I went out of the class for the LAST TIME . All of them were really happy . Mabel too , despite her last paper on next Tuesday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EjdgLyjDRVY/TtbYQyNMhcI/AAAAAAAAATw/rXrbDAbXfN0/s1600/IMG_8680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EjdgLyjDRVY/TtbYQyNMhcI/AAAAAAAAATw/rXrbDAbXfN0/s320/IMG_8680.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Raihaan brought her one of her school uniforms and she asked all of us to sign on it . It was so wonderful to see everyone's signature and a little speech there . Yeap , I was on the verge of tears . I just couldn't believe this . It took me seconds to tell myself that ' Hey , these are gonna be memories ! We are all no more called as students . ' How fast time has passed by ~ . I'm kinda sad now ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48Q0fsWLxxk/TtbUzoPXQfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/f4RLmIoji3M/s1600/IMG_8677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48Q0fsWLxxk/TtbUzoPXQfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/f4RLmIoji3M/s320/IMG_8677.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The boys , did something really EPIC . They jumped into the pond between Block B and Block C . That was so outrageous ! Can you imagine , jumped into the dirty , mossy water ? If I were to vomit , they should have done by preparing a pail for me ! It was fun though . Really one of the best memories I've ever had .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFvuq1Ax63U/TtbWd3xHOyI/AAAAAAAAATg/DmPqJGb8Pqs/s1600/IMG_8681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFvuq1Ax63U/TtbWd3xHOyI/AAAAAAAAATg/DmPqJGb8Pqs/s320/IMG_8681.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zulaiha , Marlina , Me , Raihaan and Farah (:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss all of them very muchy much ! They are awesome ! Hehe . I planed to take the whole classmates photo but unfortunately , some of them had to go home early . I was a bit frustrated things didn't turn out as I've planned . Hey , Allah knows better kan ? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p7QCnUl6CGw/TtbXgUhskuI/AAAAAAAAATo/vshKch3a8MM/s1600/IMG_8702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p7QCnUl6CGw/TtbXgUhskuI/AAAAAAAAATo/vshKch3a8MM/s320/IMG_8702.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The meanest girlfriend , Izzah (:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap , we planned a lot of things for the after-SPM- activity . Nahh , I'm perfectly broke because of&amp;nbsp; my phone crashed badly . Now , I don't have a communication device except my social webs . Sad kan ? Currently thinking to find a suitable job for me . I wanna buy a new phone with my own money ! Maybe it'll take a longer time but hey , patience is virtue (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 3rd of January 2007 till 30th of November 2011 . From 1 Amanah , 2 Maju , 3 Amanah , 3 Usaha , 4 Belian and 5 Belian . Now , I'm officially over them . Woo ~ I wanted to tell you a lot of things but they are so indescribable ! Seriously ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh , hey boyfie (: Happy 2 years and 3 months . In hope ours will last (: Amin ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-6175950472276232055?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6175950472276232055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-stepping-into-new-world-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6175950472276232055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6175950472276232055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-stepping-into-new-world-d.html' title='I&apos;m stepping into a new world ;D'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Aqp2LgPHTIk/TtbTlilCepI/AAAAAAAAATI/OOXPHW1NawE/s72-c/IMG_8682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7598307985111749860</id><published>2011-11-10T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T12:23:55.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been quite a while since ... Oh wait , SPM !</title><content type='html'>Hey ya people ! I know I know I didn't post anything since the last 3 months . Okay , here the thing that made this blog dead for 3 months , dad forgot to pay the bill and just as in coincidence , Aliq's PMR was around the corner that time and so , he resisted to pay -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I kept persuaded him to do what he is supposed to do , and now , I'm back ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Only for this one post , because of a request of that somebody . Yeah , you tahu lah siapa :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay people ! Next week , all the candidates of SPM will be sitting for the biggest examination in our lives . Somehow , can't wait to get over SPM but in the mean time , I don't have the heart yet to say goodbye to my school life ! Dayyuummnnn , I can't believe that I'm reaching the ending of my school life after 12 years . Sad , it is ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , It is not that I didn't study . I studied from 8.30 till 11.45 just now . I'm resting since it is the lunch time . Apa lagi , go you tube dengar lagu lah ^^ Mabel , seriously , I got addicted by Beast - Fiction . Like quite absurd right ? I know I know . I love their dance step especially . Easy to catch and very simple . Oh , they called it as penguin step . I don't have any idea why do they name those steps that way ._. Anyway , Beast , keep rock on !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling on you tube , I found my last year "crush" , Asher Monroe :) Ahhh , he is getting more charming ~ LOL . Drop that . SPM Yasmeen ! Ish . Try listen to his new song , Like I Do . How lovely ~ Still , I prefer his I'm Yours but can't beat I'm Yours by The Script , the sweetest song ever kan &lt;a href="http://my-talking-bubble.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chi Yan&lt;/a&gt; ? (Y) Greyson Chance , oh mann , he is all grown up lah ! Wait , he got no that chubby face anymore :( Anyway dude , all the best yaww !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVrvYLHrbuQ/TrtQwKRXlyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0H-rQF-s20U/s1600/yn%2527S-2399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVrvYLHrbuQ/TrtQwKRXlyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0H-rQF-s20U/s320/yn%2527S-2399.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eh , hello , salah photo deyy -.- Sorry , I don't have any stress-out-face-photo .But seriously , I'm so stress out until I babbled to much at my boyfie . Well , at least I said sorry . Wait , ada tak sy cakap sorry ? Err ._.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my SPM life , if I ever said that I'm ready for it , so obvious that I was lying . Who the hell would ever be ready to sit for SPM ?? Even my teachers said that if they got the chance to repeat , they'd rather not to repeat . So you guys , please pray the best for us !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this opportunity , I would like to seek forgiveness on my wrong doings , halal kan lah yea segala yang telah diberikan . I'm such a normal human being who never ever can't avoid from my own flaw . I'm terrified to aim straight A+ because I know my own ability . With Allah's blessings , I'm pursuing as many A's as I can !&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-7598307985111749860?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7598307985111749860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-has-been-quite-while-since-oh-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7598307985111749860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7598307985111749860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-has-been-quite-while-since-oh-wait.html' title='It has been quite a while since ... Oh wait , SPM !'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVrvYLHrbuQ/TrtQwKRXlyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0H-rQF-s20U/s72-c/yn%2527S-2399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4174062659418161484</id><published>2011-07-27T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T20:45:16.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's the woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Whatever  you give a woman, she will make it greater. Give her a house, she will  give you a home. Give her groceries, she will give you a meal. Give her a  smile, she will give you her heart. She multiplies &amp;amp; enlarges what  is given to her. So if you give her crap, be ready to receive a ton of  shit!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This what I've read on somebody's facebook status ! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4174062659418161484?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4174062659418161484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/shes-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4174062659418161484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4174062659418161484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/shes-woman.html' title='She&apos;s the woman'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-6306845020161938651</id><published>2011-07-24T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T17:39:53.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never sorrow Never below .</title><content type='html'>EVERYTHING HAS FINALLY BEEN PAID OFF !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah , that's the only statement that I or should I say , WE could come out with . As you guys had already know , yesterday was our sport's day and it was so splendid despite getting sunburn . We the Laksamana have just managed to get into the 2nd place . All praises be to Allah :) Well yeah , we were on the last place overall before and apparently , that could not succeed to bring us down . Proud of the athletes , cheerleaders , and the rest of&amp;nbsp; Laksamana's members due to their work hard , support and everything that they have given to Laksamana . See , like I said , Laksamana is climbing up to the tip of the victory silently :) Muehehehe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f4Z_UQkTzRk/TivV_V-Bm5I/AAAAAAAAARo/8u3ua1fh3M8/s1600/IMG_7770.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f4Z_UQkTzRk/TivV_V-Bm5I/AAAAAAAAARo/8u3ua1fh3M8/s320/IMG_7770.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah , to my cheerleaders , all the sweats has also finally worth it right ? We skipped class 2 days before the event started and stay back till late evening and now we are on the first place babeyh ! :D Hope you guys can maintain this triumph kayh ? I know it sounds not that easy but with the effort and sacrifice that you will put on , you'll find the light one day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly , I'm , too , proud of Rumah Merah ( Temenggung ) . After years  they've been in the last place , now they have proved that they can  make it to the top too ! So impressive . Siapa kata rumah merah tak ada  athletes ?&amp;nbsp; Even they have little athlete but the talent they got was  enormous . From this story , a lesson learned , never underestimate  anybody . You can be envious of their success and make it as your inspiration to succeed as well . Well , life's norm lah kan , sekejap kat atas sekejap kat bawah ye tak ? Mana - mana rumah pun boleh menang tahun depan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel regret a bit . I didn't spend time with my girlfriends . I hope they could understand what I have been doing yesterday . Deep apologize from me yeah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dR3SF99myhY/TivnkiGUzEI/AAAAAAAAARs/Zz61lXnZzGE/s1600/IMG_7798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dR3SF99myhY/TivnkiGUzEI/AAAAAAAAARs/Zz61lXnZzGE/s320/IMG_7798.JPG" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was standing next to a Pilot-to-be :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muehehe . Had a great time also with Amir even though we had to lari  here and there because of no shade to sit . Fuhhh . It has been awhile  since we didn't spend time together . Took photos and shared some  stories of us had contribute another precious memory to me . Should have  given some credits to EE though for being the photographer for us .  Hehe :D Hope this will last long :') Amin ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ehem ehem &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;If you really understood my situation , you won't throw any vulgar words to me . Thanks " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;buddy &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;" . Masya-Allah .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/1411780412704786818-6306845020161938651?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6306845020161938651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/never-sorrow-never-below.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6306845020161938651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6306845020161938651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/never-sorrow-never-below.html' title='Never sorrow Never below .'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f4Z_UQkTzRk/TivV_V-Bm5I/AAAAAAAAARo/8u3ua1fh3M8/s72-c/IMG_7770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8977136835336811051</id><published>2011-07-22T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T21:00:11.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are all born superstars</title><content type='html'># Born this way - Lady Gaga .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited and nervous in the same time to look forward to tomorrow . Finally , the biggest yearly event in school arrives . Sport's Day 2011 fuhhh ! Been waiting since early of January because usually our sport's day event will be held in the first semester but this year , they've changed a bit . I remember the time when teacher announced that our sport's day event will be held in the second semester , everybody was whining because it was quite a long time to wait for it . Well people , the moment is tomorrow !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm not taking part in the most excitement event , still , I can feel the heat . Since this is my last year , I'm so gonna give out all my support to my sport house .&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt; LAKSAMANA !&lt;/span&gt; I'm putting a big hope to my cheerleaders to win the competition . Hope they'll perform the best tomorrow . We've been practising since the past 1 month and a half and really hope everything tomorrow gonna worth all the tears , sweats , pains , injuries and fatigues . Yeah , my voice sounds a bit crack because I shouted too much .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna update you guys more tomorrow , Insya-Allah :) I'm too tired to type more . Before that ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;YELLOW YELLOW NEVER SORROW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;YELLOW YELLOW NEVER BELOW !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ehem ehem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;: Make this event as a clean competition . No sabotages and no negative impressions . Life's like a wheel , remember ? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-8977136835336811051?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8977136835336811051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-are-all-born-superstars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8977136835336811051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8977136835336811051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-are-all-born-superstars.html' title='We are all born superstars'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-3593040210023361482</id><published>2011-07-21T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T21:19:51.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can feel the whole part of my body is aching now . Fewwhh . Can't really update you guys now :/ Hella tired !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-3593040210023361482?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3593040210023361482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-can-feel-whole-part-of-my-body-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3593040210023361482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3593040210023361482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-can-feel-whole-part-of-my-body-is.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-3734462119759491990</id><published>2011-07-19T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T22:27:35.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I pretended like I never knew you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So , I moved on .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I LIED TO MY HEART .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;because imissyoubadly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-3734462119759491990?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3734462119759491990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-lied-to-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3734462119759491990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3734462119759491990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-lied-to-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-1123907620774202505</id><published>2011-07-18T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T23:18:40.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I define you .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your giggles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your laughter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your voice&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your random act&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your lame jokes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your smile&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your words&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your advises&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your coldness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your arguments&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your flaws &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your enthusiasm in your passion&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your idiosyncrasy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your sagacity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your stupidity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In other's eyes , all of yours might look the same&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; In my eyes , I don't have to say more because they are different in your own way &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Somehow , the praises I've given to you are just mean nothing &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;For you have a lot of friends out there and I'm such nobody &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;You used to claim that you got no one else than me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I was too stupid to believe that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Now I'm alone rather being alone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Than accompanied with deceptions&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Whom I used to appreciate and meant the world to me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Farewell ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'm still not that mean . May He shows the truth to you .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-1123907620774202505?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1123907620774202505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-define-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1123907620774202505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1123907620774202505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-define-you.html' title='I define you .'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7146688752200999185</id><published>2011-07-18T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:26:22.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wearing Hijab ain't a torment</title><content type='html'>Heyya People :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on twitter few hours ago and came across with this quote from an account " &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/IslamicThinking"&gt;The Islamic Thinking&lt;/a&gt; " . It was quite inspirational . Such a wise words .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;" Putting on a hijab isn't the end of the journey . It's just the beginning of it " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wholeheartedly agreed with it . Yes , I'm also one of those Muslims who is putting on a hijab on her head almost for the whole day . I myself started to wear hijab since I was in Form 2 . Although some of my family members didn't agree with my decision at first , but they accepted mine at last . Due to instructions from The Almighty , I've changed bit by bit . I wasn't a nice kid before , to be honest . All praises be to Allah , He has shown me the right way to get closer to Him .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not good enough , I admit it but nowadays people tend to think negative about wearing hijab . Well , not gonna blame them either because this is world , so we should have understand them . The most obvious part is , most of the Muslim's women reluctant to change for better . I meant , change to in a way of wearing hijab . Sometimes , can't judge them straight away also because maybe Allah wanna show them something and will open their heart in the future to wear hijab . Yeah , things happen for reasons right ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I managed to get a verse from the holy Al-Quran . The clearest verse on the requirement of the hijab is &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surah" title="Surah"&gt;surah&lt;/a&gt; 24:30–31, asking women to draw their &lt;i&gt;khimar&lt;/i&gt; over their bosoms.&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-IslamOnline_4-0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hijab#cite_note-IslamOnline-4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-Hameed_5-0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hijab#cite_note-Hameed-5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="templatequote" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And say to the believing women that they should lower their gaze  and guard their modesty; that they should not display their beauty and  ornaments except what (must ordinarily) appear thereof; that they should  draw their &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khimar" title="Khimar"&gt;khimar&lt;/a&gt; over their bosoms and not display their beauty except to [...] (&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qur%27an" title="Qur'an"&gt;Qur'an&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="external text" href="http://www.usc.edu/dept/MSA/quran/024.qmt.html#024.031" rel="nofollow"&gt;24:31&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Courtesy : &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.com/"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not meant to insult anyone . Just sharing my point of view . In fact nowadays , there are a lot of styles to wear hijab . So , I think it's not really outdated to wear hijab , am I right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCQ9oTbTQPk/TiQWbVibcgI/AAAAAAAAARk/6OLEDSQzNLo/s1600/index.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCQ9oTbTQPk/TiQWbVibcgI/AAAAAAAAARk/6OLEDSQzNLo/s400/index.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo Courtesy : Google Image&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I think I'm done with this post . I'm so sorry if anyone of you feel insulted because honestly , I didn't mean to make you feel so .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-7146688752200999185?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7146688752200999185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/wearing-hijab-aint-torment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7146688752200999185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7146688752200999185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/wearing-hijab-aint-torment.html' title='Wearing Hijab ain&apos;t a torment'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCQ9oTbTQPk/TiQWbVibcgI/AAAAAAAAARk/6OLEDSQzNLo/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-246339119741826802</id><published>2011-07-17T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T14:05:09.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever shits</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dHtwZ07N1ic?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dHtwZ07N1ic?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="460" height="249" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most awesome cover for this song ! Jyeahh . Incredibly awesome ! Truly , I was speechless when the first moment I listened to this song . Well , that's only on my opinion , I don't know how about you guys out there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_8ydghbGSg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_8ydghbGSg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="460" height="249" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two thumbs up for Demi Lovato . If I had more than two thumbs , I would lift up each and every of it . Definitely . This song has shown the versatility and maturity side of her . She can go further with this song as her beginning . Congrats Demi ! Again , they were only on my opinion , any other thoughts anyone ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sigh . Eventually , I just knew what had other people thought of me . Useless , hopeless , not a supportive person . What else ? A lot of negative thoughts of me . These seriously have bring me down to the core . Well , not for a long period of time . I would take this to the bright side and change em' . On my second thoughts , everyone has their negative side , right ? To whom this may concern , you know who you are , thank you so much for making me realized about em' anyways . I ain't flawless . As though you're perfect . This might sounds harsh but whatever , I was offended without any sorry of you . So , why should I feel sorry for this ? Looks like I'm getting this case from worse to worse , ain't I ? Sigh , such an endless pathetic story . Tired of this already . Why can't we just set an end and start all over again without doubt ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sorry people . I'm not in a good mode .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-246339119741826802?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/246339119741826802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/whatever-shits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/246339119741826802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/246339119741826802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/whatever-shits.html' title='Whatever shits'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4901965542154554657</id><published>2011-07-17T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T00:43:49.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just didn't care less about it .&lt;br /&gt;Because I feel so &lt;u&gt;embarrassed&lt;/u&gt; , am I the only one who eagerly trying to fix everything ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Susah sangat ke nak nampak aku rindu kau ? Tak kan itu pun aku nak kena bagitahu berulang - ulang kali ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4901965542154554657?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4901965542154554657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-i-just-didnt-care-less-about-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4901965542154554657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4901965542154554657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-i-just-didnt-care-less-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7272823173079848269</id><published>2011-07-15T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T12:38:36.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyya people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recently hot topic amongst SPM's student now is , National Service ! Every morning and all day long the student will keep talking about it . When they announced that we could already check whether we got chosen or not , the page for National Service was jammed badly . We couldn't even go through it . Thought that the sms service would help us but we were wrong . It was also the same . Seriously , it was kinda a funny case where we were advised to check during midnight . Seems like we all were so excited&amp;nbsp; about it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first , I thought it was just a rumours so I decided not to check until the announcement would be made . Nahhh , I was wrong . A lot of my friends had checked theirs so I was a bit being left out . The first person amongst my friend who got chosen was Chloe . Her reaction ? Don't ask . Very funny xD Then , Elizabeth , Michelle also got chosen . This has tempted me to check mine . Thus , I sent a message to 15888 . I didn't receive anything . I tak puas hati , hantar berkali-kali but hampeh satu pun tak reply . Dalam hati , dah nak meletup sebab excited doh . But actually , I've sent a message earlier by using Elizabeth's phone since she brought hers to school . Could tell right how excited was I ? I really wanna get chosen ! This kinda experience you'll only get once in a lifetime despite the allowance . Hehe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nahhh , the day after , Cheryl told me that I didn't get . Why lah Cheryl ? Why didn't just Elizabeth come and tell me by herself ? Anyways , past is past . I almost cried , honestly . Athirah dapat , aku tak :( Sob sob . Yang pelik lah kan , a lot of my chinese&amp;nbsp; friends got chosen . Yang malay pun Athirah , Syafiq , Ain , Emi . Itu jea lah yang aku dengar setakat ni . Their so lucky , very lucky . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop with NS , come back with trials . After raya . AFTER RAYA ? Meaning , I'm not gonna raya then . Never mind , for the sake of my future , I would sacrifice everything including raya . But I wanna raya too :( When mum talks about baju raya , I would have no mood to join her . So , I told her I don't want any baju raya lah . Easy . Okay , nak raya juga laahhhhhh ! Trials , kau memang dengki kan dengan aku . Siap kau aku kerjakan -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wonder if you weren't there&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the midst of nightmare&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who's gonna hold me tight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the dark of the night&lt;/i&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/1411780412704786818-7272823173079848269?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7272823173079848269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/heyya-people-recently-hot-topic-amongst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7272823173079848269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7272823173079848269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/heyya-people-recently-hot-topic-amongst.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-2062105229099047563</id><published>2011-07-14T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T21:07:14.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Either we start with a new hey or we end with the same goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: magenta; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dance in the rain while heart is in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My life's getting pathetic &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/1411780412704786818-2062105229099047563?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2062105229099047563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/either-we-start-with-new-hey-or-we-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/2062105229099047563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/2062105229099047563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/either-we-start-with-new-hey-or-we-end.html' title='Either we start with a new hey or we end with the same goodbye'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-3354053341182974856</id><published>2011-07-13T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T21:49:43.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't thing of a song that can inspire me right now</title><content type='html'>Heyya people ? How's life ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well mine , quite in misery lately . This whole week is so mercilessly . Something has just happened out of blue . Yes , I am still in a state of shock that I couldn't sleep at night . I'm trying so hard to be strong . Sigh . All the mishaps , really taught me something . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Arnisya has signed up for the make up competition , she has to find a model and yeah apparently , she chose me . I was a bit flabbergasted at first because that was so absurd . In fact , I hate putting on make up on my face . It feels like I am faking myself . Well , that's another fact about me . I agreed at last since this is my last year so why not ?! Doing things that out of your mind sometimes is fun though ! :D No doubt , she was quite good actually . I barely couldn't recognize myself back then . I was so different . The teachers said the same thing too . I got teased by Cik Azilawati , she took a picture of me and wanna give it to Amir . I knew she was only joking . If she really did that , I'm so gonna run far away ! She doesn't know what has exactly happen between us right now . For that , I forgive her instantly . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for a mcflurry and durian . Alex posted a photo of durian in facebook . Gurrhh . I wanna eat durian lah :( I didn't know that he loves durian until he posted about it . Wow , almost all of my chinese friends love durian . I'm so happy ! Especially Becca . Hehe :) So delighted with this kinda thing . This is kinda unusual for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sign off . Suddenly , I don't have the mode to post more . I'm trying to be as positive as I can !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ehem ehem &lt;/span&gt;: Everyone knows how to fake a smile . Yeah , I've been doing that either . I miss you like a lot , really&amp;nbsp; !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-3354053341182974856?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3354053341182974856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-couldnt-thing-of-song-that-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3354053341182974856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3354053341182974856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-couldnt-thing-of-song-that-can.html' title='I couldn&apos;t thing of a song that can inspire me right now'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-6911396658749736563</id><published>2011-07-12T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T15:09:14.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The craziest yet the hardest thing I could ever do&lt;br /&gt;Denying the pain and put on the smile all day long&lt;br /&gt;But inside it has slipped down to a pitfall&lt;br /&gt;If you could ever read mine&lt;br /&gt;You would find all the answers there &lt;br /&gt;All the words that hard for me to confess&lt;br /&gt;All the words that have stucked in my chest&lt;br /&gt;And one day I'm gonna wave my last goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-6911396658749736563?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6911396658749736563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/craziest-yet-hardest-thing-i-could-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6911396658749736563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6911396658749736563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/craziest-yet-hardest-thing-i-could-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8793538349361037425</id><published>2011-07-12T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:55:55.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why is it hard for me with the last goodbye ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I've been hurt so much and why do I still want to keep it in mine ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why is it hard for me to get rid of you far away from my life ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do I have to break my tears upon the same thing over and over again ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do I have to let myself fall into agony ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do I have to feel myself is worthless ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why did you appear in my life just to stay only for a little while ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do I have to think of anything that is impossible to subside ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Why do I have to question all this ?&lt;/b&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/1411780412704786818-8793538349361037425?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8793538349361037425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-is-it-hard-for-me-with-last-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8793538349361037425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8793538349361037425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-is-it-hard-for-me-with-last-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-5012339576942693007</id><published>2011-07-12T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:47:32.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the tremendous sea of faces&lt;br /&gt;I realized I was in the wrong game&lt;br /&gt;I got defeated and brutally condemned&lt;br /&gt;Both leg shaken and there I stumbling down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I was truly strong&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;Had to confront with the unwanted opponent&lt;br /&gt;Had to deal with the disillusionment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-5012339576942693007?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5012339576942693007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/in-tremendous-sea-of-faces-i-realized-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/5012339576942693007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/5012339576942693007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/in-tremendous-sea-of-faces-i-realized-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4598952652632151716</id><published>2011-07-06T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T17:30:04.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Punahkan takut di hati</title><content type='html'># Tentang Dia - Melly Goeslaw feat Evan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyya people ! Guess what ? We , the Muslim students were having a talk in conjunction with Israk and Mikraj . I tell ya , the Ustaz who was responsibled to give the talk just now was so funny ! He managed to liven up the talk because at first , I thought that the talk would be bored since his face looks kinda fierce . He gave a lot of advices to us since we are teenagers and still got a learn of things we should know and be concerned about . One hour wasn't enough for me . I want more however , time was being jealous . Hehe . Seriously , I wish there was an ustaz like him in our school . He was so supportive because I could see that through his stories . By the way , his name is Ustaz Habibullah . He told us that Habibullah means " kekasih Allah " . I'm sure the Muslim know it right ? :) If you guys attended this talk , I bet you guys would walk out from the hall without regrets . Subhanallah &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously , my left leg is still pain . I feel like don't wanna walk but I have to . Hmm . I'm afraid if I have to face a major internal injury . Urgghh . Hope so , not . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ouh , this song at the bottom here , the last time I listened to this song was quite years ago until I forgot the name of the song . Last Sunday , I accidentally terdengar this song in Fly Fm . Lagu ni buat teringat zaman kecik kecik lah pula . Haha . I know imma kinda lame now . Anyway , enjoy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="249" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DeNbwQdqhRk?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DeNbwQdqhRk?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="325" height="249" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ehem ehem&lt;/span&gt; : Be sure with your intention and what are you gonna do with it , because Allah can read it and punish you anytime He wants . All praises be to Allah &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4598952652632151716?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4598952652632151716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/punahkan-takut-di-hati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4598952652632151716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4598952652632151716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/punahkan-takut-di-hati.html' title='Punahkan takut di hati'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7326833627317329833</id><published>2011-07-06T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T17:32:34.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You think that yourself is perfect ? Please , show and prove it to the world ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is totally a deception .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Because everyone knows , nobody is perfect . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-7326833627317329833?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7326833627317329833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-think-that-yourself-is-perfect-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7326833627317329833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7326833627317329833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-think-that-yourself-is-perfect-show.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-1896444273786610718</id><published>2011-07-05T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T17:57:42.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could stick around and get along with you</title><content type='html'># Hello - Martin Solveig ft Dragonette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyya people ! Today wasn't really a good day for me, yeah . Not really but not that pathetic . I thought Imma gonna be alone in the class since Raihaan , Farah and Marlina were attending the smart learning thingy . Thank God , Zulaiha didn't follow them so practically , she accompanied me the whole day in the class . The class was a bit dull due to Kushaal's absence . Get well soon buddy :)&amp;nbsp; I told him that maybe his fever was his payback because last week during chemistry class , teacher asked all of us to complete the module from page 57 till 61 and he was so envied of me , he persuaded teacher , asked me to complete till page 66 . The "best" part was , out of 35 students in the class , I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO HAD TO COMPLETE TILL PAGE 66 . How awesome babeyh ! -.- .&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , during recess time , I met them for a while and they complained that the seminar thingy was boring . They came out with an evil idea , to stay in the class . I was like " Makk aii , dah bayar 25 bucks tak kan nak belah macam tu jea -.- " Seriously , membazir right if they just leave the seminar like that . Eventually , they all pun continue juga even hati tak rela . Tak apa lah buddies , may every effort you guys put gonna be worth okay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sukantara rumah kuning , HAHAHAHA . Like tak boleh ciput lagi kah ? -.- Whatever , as long as I passed some of the acara . Fuuhhhh , that part yes ! Memang pathetic gila . Hehe . Before I went back home , my leg got cramp and I tell ya , freakin' pain like hell weyh . I was so scared because I thought I can't walk anymore . Luckily , Hafeeza was there though she was so panic . Pn. Paramjit kept asking me to stand and let the feet to touch the ground . If I were brave and insolent enough , I would shout at her face because my leg at that moment was freaking pain . I never learned that kind of method throughout being a paramedic . That was so ridiculous -.- . My leg eventually felt better by the aid of my supergirlfriends , Su Wen , Char Lie , Hafeeza , Shiao Yen and Chloe . Fuhhh , if they weren't there , I got no idea how to stay with Pn. Paramjit's method weyh . Hisham was being sarcastic ouh " Star kaki cramp kea " with the evil grin on his face . Ish , nasib baik kaki baru baik , kalau tidak , sepak terbang aku bagi tahu ! . Haha . My plan to walk home was canceled so Syahirah sent me home . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to be ready for tomorrow . I'm afraid my leg buat hal lagi . Chiao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ehem ehem&lt;/span&gt; : I'm in love with a guy which initially , I didn't even know who he was . All praises be to Allah ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-1896444273786610718?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1896444273786610718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-could-stick-around-and-get-along-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1896444273786610718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1896444273786610718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-could-stick-around-and-get-along-with.html' title='I could stick around and get along with you'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-9030252397184412452</id><published>2011-07-04T14:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T14:25:43.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe we're torn apart</title><content type='html'># Empty - The Click Five .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy blog . Seriously , I need to vent a bit of my anger and hatred to ya . I know this might sounds silly , but really , I need to do so .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trial is around the corner and I just knew that they had have changed the date to August 24th and yes , dah nak dekat . Fuhh fuhh barely breathing now . Obviously , I haven't completed the syllabus for all the subjects that I have taken and yes , I can feel the force now . Wooh ~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM is getting nearer yet my family is going further . I just don't know how to explain . I feel like myself is a ghost at home because I don't feel anybody noticed my existence . Pfffttt , I don't know how to tell you further because everything in my mind now are all upside down . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside , I miss all of them . &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALL OF THEM !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do you still remember , everytime you saw a bruise on any part of my body , you always told me that there must be a ghost had bitten mine . I was so naive and innocent back then that I would cry and go to father and both of you would say " There's nothing to be afraid of , Meen . " Yes , you both who I miss the most in my life . We are so close yet so far ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-9030252397184412452?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/9030252397184412452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/maybe-were-torn-apart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/9030252397184412452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/9030252397184412452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/maybe-were-torn-apart.html' title='Maybe we&apos;re torn apart'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7117861567212591596</id><published>2011-07-01T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:33:04.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="249" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XU1TXSz9zB8?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XU1TXSz9zB8?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="460" height="249" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help myself but Taecyeon was so cute in this video !! *melts*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-7117861567212591596?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7117861567212591596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/cant-help-myself-but-taecyeon-was-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7117861567212591596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7117861567212591596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/07/cant-help-myself-but-taecyeon-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-5570235311295299508</id><published>2011-06-30T17:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T17:17:45.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember to dream because it's gonna be a starry night</title><content type='html'># Alligator Sky - Owl City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy people ! How are you doing ? Great ? Good .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzdXb1cX6Dg/Tgw9lJoc7tI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wkw4HmMuSGI/s1600/tumblr_lnkfzctGGa1qfy1m8o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzdXb1cX6Dg/Tgw9lJoc7tI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wkw4HmMuSGI/s400/tumblr_lnkfzctGGa1qfy1m8o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning , I had to give a sorta speech during assembly . Like seriously , I didn't feel nervous . Just felt like wanna pee so much . HAHA . Weird ? That was what Char Lie said . Screw this Science and Mathematics week . Because of it , I had to babble about Algebra and I was pretty sure that less than 50 % of the students were interested to listen . But heyy , if I think of it on the bright side , this tested me how to build up the courage to speak in front of so many human-being . HEHE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow , Mabel's turn :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about tomorrow , actually tomorrow is a " Hari Bicara Akademik " where teachers are gonna seize this chance enthusiastically inform our parents about how did we act in school and our achievement in academic . Yes , this practically terrifies some of the students so much . HEHE . Unfortunately , I'm not gonna attend school tomorrow since my parents are so busy that they can't even take a leave to take my report card despite of my results . I'm pretty sad because this year is the last year ever for me to take report card . Sigh .. Guess I have to wait another 20 years from now to attend report card day for my children . Lawlz . Weehoo~ Kalau anak ramai , gasak lah den ~ -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun playing badminton with the girlfriends just now . I couldn't play it seriously since Izzah loved to crack a joke and made her funny face . Aii .. Guess what ? I'm gonna join Chi Yan to play football next week ! weehoo~ Tak sabar ouh ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ehem ehem&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Having a pretty face is attractive but having a beautiful personality is the main attraction . All praises be to Allah &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/1411780412704786818-5570235311295299508?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5570235311295299508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/remember-to-dream-because-its-gonna-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/5570235311295299508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/5570235311295299508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/remember-to-dream-because-its-gonna-be.html' title='Remember to dream because it&apos;s gonna be a starry night'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzdXb1cX6Dg/Tgw9lJoc7tI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wkw4HmMuSGI/s72-c/tumblr_lnkfzctGGa1qfy1m8o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-1046544246049551883</id><published>2011-06-29T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T01:02:58.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't go to sleep thus I decided to blog but I got nothing to blog .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ouh ! Char Lie has already put on braces . I was so shocked but she's kinda cute though with the " &lt;b&gt;gigi besi&lt;/b&gt; " . Hehe :) Guess after this gonna be my turn :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-1046544246049551883?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1046544246049551883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-cant-go-to-sleep-thus-i-decided-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1046544246049551883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1046544246049551883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-cant-go-to-sleep-thus-i-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-6603860284434379135</id><published>2011-06-26T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T01:56:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's why I'd rather stay  in silence</title><content type='html'>I'm offended of you bit by bit , day by day .&lt;br /&gt;Even so I choose to keep it hope it fades .&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it would love to stay .&lt;br /&gt;If I tell you everything&lt;br /&gt;I know , something big is absolutely gonna happen .&lt;br /&gt;Yes , this is so annoying .&lt;br /&gt;When are you gonna stop ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-6603860284434379135?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6603860284434379135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/thats-why-id-rather-stay-in-silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6603860284434379135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6603860284434379135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/thats-why-id-rather-stay-in-silence.html' title='That&apos;s why I&apos;d rather stay  in silence'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8025029438128666696</id><published>2011-06-25T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T23:03:47.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything happens for a reason</title><content type='html'># Without you - 2PM .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy people ! How was your day ? Awesome or vice versa ? Well mine as usual . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , in this post , I would like to share something that might sound unusual for myself . Have you heard about K- Pop ? I'm so sure that some of you are one of the K- Pop fans . Yeah , I understand that K- Pop is like a trend for teenagers now . Everywhere people are talking about their songs and dramas . Well , I admit that their talent is somehow can't be denied . If I'm not mistaken , the first korean drama that hits Malaysian was Winter Sonata . I was only 7 or 8 year-old-girl back then . That drama was truly amazing ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough with that . Let's continue to my new interest , I guess .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kuVYnmi7a_k/TgXzyYu2qKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/C9nywtbOJ2A/s1600/images+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kuVYnmi7a_k/TgXzyYu2qKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/C9nywtbOJ2A/s1600/images+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At first , I wasn't that into K-Pop stuffs since I'm sorta lazy to search any stuffs about them . Then , that laziness has changed slowly last year. Hehe . Mabel , first ,&amp;nbsp; recommended me to see this drama titled " Boys Over Flowers " . Yeah , mesti ramai tahu kan ? She said this drama was very hot in KBS world . I saw this drama and started to get in love with it . The drama was very sweet and I don't think I need to decribe of it further kan ? . Yes , because of this drama , I already get addicted with Korean dramas . Since then , she willingly to lend me some of her awesome Korean DVD's . And people , better watch Cinderella's Stepsister ! This drama will show you a lot of moral values ! No regrets . Thanks a bunch , Mabel &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth , omg ! This girl memang gila korean dramas rupanya . Haha . Every moment sitting with her , our topics will be about Korean dramas . Recently , she has suggested me a new korean drama , " My princess " . She's in love with the hero lah . Hehe . Too bad , I told her that maybe I'm gonna watch it either after trials or SPM . Because once I watch a drama , I would never budge from the laptop screen . I bet you can tell how addictive is a korean dramas to me now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the boredom stride this evening , I went youtube-ing some of the Korean songs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;And now , my heart is pounding&lt;/span&gt; ! Haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h7tXadgFMmY/TgXy0cPMjsI/AAAAAAAAAQA/VzmoeDWkUJE/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h7tXadgFMmY/TgXy0cPMjsI/AAAAAAAAAQA/VzmoeDWkUJE/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried to listen to the songs from 2PM first . I don't know how to commend about it because I'm not good at K-POP yet . Mabel might laugh at me if I'm telling you this . See that guy at the left side ? Yeah , his name is Ok Taec-Yong . Known as Taecyong form 2PM . Yes , apparently , dah tersangkut lah pula . Hehe . Sorry Mabel . I denied so hard right before ? Hehe . He's the main rapper in the group . He speaks three languages weyh . English , Korean and Japanese . How awesome ! Well , as I said , I don't know how to commend further . He also acted in the drama that I've mentioned earlier " Cinderella's Stepsister " . He was so cute ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes , dah addict ni . Gotta listen to their songs now ! Till then ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ehem ehem&lt;/span&gt; : Mind and heart have to be united in order to create a wise action . All praises be to Allah .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-8025029438128666696?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8025029438128666696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/everything-happens-for-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8025029438128666696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8025029438128666696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/everything-happens-for-reason.html' title='Everything happens for a reason'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kuVYnmi7a_k/TgXzyYu2qKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/C9nywtbOJ2A/s72-c/images+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7717411286615734909</id><published>2011-06-25T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T12:18:57.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanpa mu :)</title><content type='html'>Okay people . That is it . I'm so in love with this one malay song babeyh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="249" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ulssZTKSWFo?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ulssZTKSWFo?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="349" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-7717411286615734909?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7717411286615734909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/tanpa-mu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7717411286615734909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7717411286615734909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/tanpa-mu.html' title='Tanpa mu :)'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-6517310250026480193</id><published>2011-06-23T16:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T20:07:17.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing</title><content type='html'># Breakeven - The Script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dkUTpBZ-7s/TgL5rMHy7rI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XlXuwRtciSA/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dkUTpBZ-7s/TgL5rMHy7rI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XlXuwRtciSA/s400/untitled.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*that was my dashboard -.- lawlz .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So people , I don't really express my feelings through this blog because I sorta hate to type too much about sorrow thingy so I made it short cut . Well , nobody will really give a damn on it right ? . Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.quidnuncscribbles.tumblr.com/"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt; for understanding my feelings and thoughts . Somehow , I wish the people that I addressed the reblog-post to , could read and understand it too but apparently it was only just a dream ~ Hehe lawlz -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ehem ehem&lt;/span&gt; : I fluent at sarcasm at times . Sorry .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-6517310250026480193?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6517310250026480193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-still-alive-but-im-barely-breathing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6517310250026480193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6517310250026480193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-still-alive-but-im-barely-breathing.html' title='I&apos;m still alive but I&apos;m barely breathing'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dkUTpBZ-7s/TgL5rMHy7rI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XlXuwRtciSA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8192168164581117321</id><published>2011-06-23T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T14:18:28.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday I'll be living in a big old city</title><content type='html'># Mean - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JoYzLGhEIxg/TgLaKKE-6EI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QvlN7Xm4AIE/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JoYzLGhEIxg/TgLaKKE-6EI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QvlN7Xm4AIE/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah knows everything .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ehem ehem&lt;/span&gt; : He knows what is in your heart . Don't deny and never doubt Him for He always be with you in happiness or sorrow . Subhanallah . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-8192168164581117321?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8192168164581117321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/someday-ill-be-living-in-big-old-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8192168164581117321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8192168164581117321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/someday-ill-be-living-in-big-old-city.html' title='Someday I&apos;ll be living in a big old city'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JoYzLGhEIxg/TgLaKKE-6EI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QvlN7Xm4AIE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8902756996488052983</id><published>2011-06-21T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T16:02:35.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a party on the rooftop top of the world</title><content type='html'># Tonight tonight - Hot Chelle Rae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4I7vv3QDFg/TgBJ1eq-CSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/v1ZalBjhUHE/s1600/tumblr_llie3eyxj81qj065bo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4I7vv3QDFg/TgBJ1eq-CSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/v1ZalBjhUHE/s400/tumblr_llie3eyxj81qj065bo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olla people ! Well as you guys had been informed few days ago , June 20th which was yesterday was my retirement day . Feewwhh , after 5 years ! All praises be to Allah all went smoothly and yes , I was the most happiest girl ever ! Hehe . I couldn't control myself anymore as I went damn super hyper even in the class . Lawlz . Yeah , I laughed and smiled too much yesterday that I couldn't even feel my jaw . So now , I'm internally and externally enjoying myself as a normal student again . HAHA . To be exact , we still have to duty only until the end of this week , but hell yeah , for me , duty no more :D &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;* I was standing like a dumb-ouh-model during assembly just now :P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard to control my emotional part of me during photography session . It was so memorable :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cuFP2Ea7ODA/TgBGZ0-KnDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/QNHveTEVS3A/s1600/IMG_7444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cuFP2Ea7ODA/TgBGZ0-KnDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/QNHveTEVS3A/s320/IMG_7444.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left : Yen Ling , Shiao Yen , Nicole , Me :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x94tHOvF0jE/TgBFePEbqvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/lZmhHQFE8XU/s1600/IMG_7583.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x94tHOvF0jE/TgBFePEbqvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/lZmhHQFE8XU/s320/IMG_7583.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left : Yen Ling , Kieshan , Su Wen , Char Lie , Me , Kushaal :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jD-ySOjz-vU/TgBID9-7t-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/8U11ODobmmU/s1600/IMG_7362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jD-ySOjz-vU/TgBID9-7t-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/8U11ODobmmU/s320/IMG_7362.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay honestly , I feel like punching myself after seeing this photo . *drools*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , those pictures above weren't from the photography session . Ya know , the camera loves us like we love it too :D Hehe . Thanks awesome retards , for the precious memoria ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ehem ehem&lt;/span&gt; : Polite in words with the ethical deeds showing the pure of the soul . All praises to Allah .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-8902756996488052983?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8902756996488052983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/theres-party-on-rooftop-top-of-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8902756996488052983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8902756996488052983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/theres-party-on-rooftop-top-of-world.html' title='There&apos;s a party on the rooftop top of the world'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4I7vv3QDFg/TgBJ1eq-CSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/v1ZalBjhUHE/s72-c/tumblr_llie3eyxj81qj065bo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7137953081618806292</id><published>2011-06-18T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T17:02:12.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you feel what I feel too ?</title><content type='html'>- I Love You by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay ! At last I've been given a chance again to blog ! Hehe . It has been awhile right ? Well now , I'm back :D A lot kind of things had happened in my life ya know and I really felt like wanna share some with you readers !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TvUkBMiYsOg/TfxoCAziaCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qTTpbcbAIJc/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TvUkBMiYsOg/TfxoCAziaCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qTTpbcbAIJc/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would like to talk about exams first . Ish , my exam results for this time hates me much ! All my grades and marks dropped severely that I felt myself is so dumb . Like seriously , I've sacrificed my time to stare and absorb everything on the book that I've studied but end up , they weren't fruitful . How cool is that huhh ? I was so damn effing disappointed because I couldn't see any improvement in my performance and yes , it was so heart broken . The highest marks of all subjects were my Bahasa Melayu and Bahasa Inggeris , which means , I got the same marks for both papers but still , it doesn't satisfy myself ! However , I believe that Allah is trying to show me something . Hence , I would never give up and I take this as an opportunity to bring me to the dreams that I've been chasing for .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30FgfsdFz6s/TfxlMrvJtxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qx_qHpS7CqI/s1600/yn%2527S-2441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30FgfsdFz6s/TfxlMrvJtxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qx_qHpS7CqI/s320/yn%2527S-2441.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel so hyper . Be prepared !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happily looking forward to June 20th 2011 ! My retirement day after a year being an Assistant Head Prefect 2010/2011 . Genuinely , I'm the happiest person of them all . If I got enough money , I would like to sponsor fireworks for that day . Gosh seriously , I wanna step down because I'm so tired . I've experienced a lot of sweets and sours throughout a year . No doubt , I'll keep them in my memory forever . All praises to Allah . Somehow , I feel like crying too . My school life is almost meeting the end of it . Buddies , thanks for the precious memories that we've created and shared together :') &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;* My heart was once broken badly .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-7137953081618806292?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7137953081618806292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/do-you-feel-what-i-feel-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7137953081618806292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7137953081618806292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/06/do-you-feel-what-i-feel-too.html' title='Do you feel what I feel too ?'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TvUkBMiYsOg/TfxoCAziaCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qTTpbcbAIJc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7370274704300801571</id><published>2011-05-27T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T21:01:56.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They tell no lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The other half of my heart says that I miss you .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The other half of my heart says I don't .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'm confused . Which one shall I follow ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The first other half , I suppose .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-7370274704300801571?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7370274704300801571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/they-tell-no-lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7370274704300801571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7370274704300801571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/they-tell-no-lies.html' title='They tell no lies'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-1384900408399233435</id><published>2011-05-21T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T13:01:42.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A grown up brother :')</title><content type='html'>A special post for my the one and only Brother (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello big bro ! you're turning FIFTEEN today so welcome to the teenage world ! Yea , I'm welcoming you so be proud of it . LOL . I know I know we had a lot of silly fights , serious fight , pillow fight , ahh what ever fight laa but for me , they thought me how to appreciate you more as my the only one brother . Thanx for being my karaoke partner in the room tho' . LOL . Let's go to the advice part from your pretty sister ! *coughcough :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy , you better study hard and smart on your studies . Start to aim and pursue your future okayh . You're the only sibling that Allah has given to me so , I want to see you grow up as a successful person one day . NO , EVERYDAY ! You always tell me that you want to be a pilot , so what the hell are you waiting for ? GO FOR IT BROTHA ! May Allah grant your wishes and prayers . Amin ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'll get married one day , you are still my number one brother , boyfriend , best friend , enemy and so on . HAHA . I'm counting on you to take care of our parents if I'm no longer alive one day . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABDUL KHOLIQ MOKHTI B. AZLAN !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xClAsg4qJZE/TddGeqxzkqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/DYl3PnZszHY/s1600/IMG_7104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xClAsg4qJZE/TddGeqxzkqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/DYl3PnZszHY/s400/IMG_7104.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bro , I love you !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love from your sister ,&lt;br /&gt;Yasmeen Najwa Bt. Azlan .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-1384900408399233435?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1384900408399233435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/grown-up-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1384900408399233435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1384900408399233435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/grown-up-brother.html' title='A grown up brother :&apos;)'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xClAsg4qJZE/TddGeqxzkqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/DYl3PnZszHY/s72-c/IMG_7104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7597825219682217557</id><published>2011-05-20T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T13:59:33.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We don't wanna fall but we're trippin' in our hearts</title><content type='html'># Stuck In The Moment - Justin Bieber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots people ! How are ya ? Fine ? Good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , today's Friday and I got exam for physics just now . Paper 2 not that really easy as well as paper 1 . Over all for me , paper 1 easier but it was so tricky :/ . Gurrhh . Waiting for this monday and yeah literally only 1 paper left ! Wee~ NO ! I'm not gonna include Sivik . Hehe . I realised something . The one that I studied yesterday from 9 till 11 something didn't come out at all ! Luckily , I woke up at 3 to continue studying . All praises be to Allah :) Hope I can pass this paper .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember I went to Justin Bieber's concert on April 21st before? Yeah , I was a bit frustrated because he didn't sing his new song which he collaborated with Rascal Flatts . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="249" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p5Jw-T4dVss?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="460"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So , that was the video . Honestly , I was expecting more from this video :/ Don't you guys think it was a bit dull ? Ouh , Go listen to What hurts the most by Rascal Flatts . It's one of my favourite song :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will catch up with you guys soon . Adios :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-7597825219682217557?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7597825219682217557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-dont-wanna-fall-but-were-trippin-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7597825219682217557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7597825219682217557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-dont-wanna-fall-but-were-trippin-in.html' title='We don&apos;t wanna fall but we&apos;re trippin&apos; in our hearts'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-5193589259877644606</id><published>2011-05-18T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T19:02:12.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: lime; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;so , tell me . who do you want to point your finger to ? if you could not see your own flaw?&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/1411780412704786818-5193589259877644606?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5193589259877644606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-tell-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/5193589259877644606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/5193589259877644606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-833778557421584595</id><published>2011-05-17T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:20:24.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm fine (:</title><content type='html'>Woke up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Tried to smell the world&lt;br /&gt;The sense was not the same&lt;br /&gt;It has left yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world that I got to face&lt;br /&gt;Was not the one anymore&lt;br /&gt;New cycle new phase&lt;br /&gt;I just really have to ignore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If&amp;nbsp; I could lost my memory&lt;br /&gt;I would erase away those with yours&lt;br /&gt;If I still keep them in my entry&lt;br /&gt;My life will be in a chaos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus , I swept everything and did not want to bring a thing&lt;br /&gt;I headed straight and whisper my last good bye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ai4_x4KyNeM/TdJZdgSZMjI/AAAAAAAAAOk/XCG_DqUas7E/s1600/tumblr_ljdqtoc80e1qe6leno1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ai4_x4KyNeM/TdJZdgSZMjI/AAAAAAAAAOk/XCG_DqUas7E/s400/tumblr_ljdqtoc80e1qe6leno1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;adorable , isn't she ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-833778557421584595?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/833778557421584595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/833778557421584595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/833778557421584595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-fine.html' title='I&apos;m fine (:'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ai4_x4KyNeM/TdJZdgSZMjI/AAAAAAAAAOk/XCG_DqUas7E/s72-c/tumblr_ljdqtoc80e1qe6leno1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-2261042325668538480</id><published>2011-05-16T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T15:39:49.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;gossips , guys , studies , everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;those were all the things that we used to tell&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;books , cameras , pens , everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;those were all the things that we used to share&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tears , laughter , giggles , everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;those were all the things that we used to bear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Time goes by&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And we are all far apart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm might wanna smile&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But there are something missing in my heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Best friends . Yup , best friends ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKY_nRt6Z9I/TdDT0jlJE9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/iSv-sD-TbS8/s1600/IMG_2365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKY_nRt6Z9I/TdDT0jlJE9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/iSv-sD-TbS8/s400/IMG_2365.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #e06666; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;These are my other fives that's missing .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-2261042325668538480?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2261042325668538480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/gossips-guys-studies-everything-those.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/2261042325668538480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/2261042325668538480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/gossips-guys-studies-everything-those.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKY_nRt6Z9I/TdDT0jlJE9I/AAAAAAAAAOg/iSv-sD-TbS8/s72-c/IMG_2365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-757060714710000750</id><published>2011-05-15T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T23:12:49.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna break the spell that you've created</title><content type='html'># Time is running out - Muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always love and miss you . Good bye love .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-757060714710000750?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/757060714710000750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-wanna-break-spell-that-youve-created.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/757060714710000750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/757060714710000750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-wanna-break-spell-that-youve-created.html' title='I wanna break the spell that you&apos;ve created'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8138026945506988579</id><published>2011-05-15T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T14:46:04.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it wasn't because I was afraid to tell you , I was afraid I would bother you</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQGkJp3W1uE/Tc92KjTLFNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/_XspCFCfpMw/s1600/tumblr_lbfttmipwR1qaodr1o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQGkJp3W1uE/Tc92KjTLFNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/_XspCFCfpMw/s320/tumblr_lbfttmipwR1qaodr1o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;source from&lt;a href="http://insomniaticthoughts.tumblr.com/"&gt; tumblr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I scribbled a lot on my test pad and wrote some of words . Sadly , I've lost them -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-8138026945506988579?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8138026945506988579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-wasnt-because-i-was-afraid-to-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8138026945506988579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8138026945506988579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-wasnt-because-i-was-afraid-to-tell.html' title='it wasn&apos;t because I was afraid to tell you , I was afraid I would bother you'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQGkJp3W1uE/Tc92KjTLFNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/_XspCFCfpMw/s72-c/tumblr_lbfttmipwR1qaodr1o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7482175606168215800</id><published>2011-05-15T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T11:46:48.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're smiling but we're close to tears</title><content type='html'># For The First Time -The Script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy people . If you guys had tuned your tv channel on TV 3 , I bet you guys had seen this one ad specially for Teacher's Day . Where this cute little kid sang a song for his teacher . The kid's unfortunate because he got no eyes . Honestly , I cried when the first time I saw this kid on tv . If I could ever had the chance to see him , I would hug him and told him that he's so an adorable kid despite he's unable to see the world . May Allah bless him and give him an abundance of health and strength throughout his life . Amin ~ See , as we are the fortunate one , stop whining . Though things are not going well on our way sometimes , think on the bright side . May Allah bless all of us . Amin ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npkQHHePvS8/Tc9H4s7PxLI/AAAAAAAAAOY/bDZY0E-VJ5M/s1600/tumblr_lkx3prI4LJ1qacpdto1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npkQHHePvS8/Tc9H4s7PxLI/AAAAAAAAAOY/bDZY0E-VJ5M/s320/tumblr_lkx3prI4LJ1qacpdto1_500.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Allah will always be there for you honey ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , yesterday I texted one of my friends due to the pressure that clinging on me . A moment later , I felt so relieved . Thanx buddy for being there for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about the champion of English Premiere League , yeahh mann . Glory Glory Glory Man United . It was the 19th time for them ! Wee ~ But I hate the ending of the game . Nak show off pula dah . Haihh . Heard this news on the radio that Sir Fergie wanna continue with this team till the next season . OMG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: inherit; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I long for your voice ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: inherit; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To comfort me when I'm in sorrow ,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: inherit; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But my wrong doings ,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: inherit; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Keep you away from me .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: inherit; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks for the old times that you've left ,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: inherit; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because of em' , I couldn't get my mind off you .. &lt;/i&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/1411780412704786818-7482175606168215800?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7482175606168215800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/were-smiling-but-were-close-to-tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7482175606168215800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7482175606168215800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/were-smiling-but-were-close-to-tears.html' title='We&apos;re smiling but we&apos;re close to tears'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npkQHHePvS8/Tc9H4s7PxLI/AAAAAAAAAOY/bDZY0E-VJ5M/s72-c/tumblr_lkx3prI4LJ1qacpdto1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-1037911494498313946</id><published>2011-05-14T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T16:44:34.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nur Kasih fever ~</title><content type='html'>A lot of stories to tell and to be shared with since I've been in silence .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gurrrhhh , like seriously , I don't know where to start . OMG . Screw you lappy ! no no exam too . okayh fine .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ujian Diagnostik SPM amat laa susah . Harap maklum . I'd rather jump off any building I tell ya ! They aren't asking us questions but they are like encouraging us to go die . Pfffftt . For the sake of my ambition , I'm working hard to not frustrate my self in the future .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can score on my BIOLOGY paper since I've screwed it up whole badly . Yeah mann , by next week , all of the hard core subjects especially ADD MATH , will be haunting me day and night . So I guess , I would not get my beauty time of sleeping again . Berkorban apa saja~ Alaa , add math , die laa die laa -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ouh , for your information , I'm not a cheater or a backstabber or apa-apa saja yang se-time dengannya yea . So , please , not need laa to ask me doing some stuff that a nice girl shouldn't do . *cough cough . You know who you are~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of exam is haunting , there's another thing too . I just couldn't figure it out when it's gonna be settled . Durhhh . My fault , suka tak ? Fine ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh wait ! Nur Kasih The Movie will be in the cinemas on May 19th ! I'm so looking forward to it and I can't wait to see it ! . But , who am I gonna see it with ? Will he the same guy that I've planned to see with ? Hmm ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-1037911494498313946?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1037911494498313946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/nur-kasih-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1037911494498313946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1037911494498313946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/05/nur-kasih-fever.html' title='Nur Kasih fever ~'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7338324600145376364</id><published>2011-04-25T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T15:18:42.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I tend to make mistakes without realizing them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My heart beats faster than it used to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When the moment I pretend&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know anything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The flaws catch me even harder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grab me into your embrace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kiss me on my forehead&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please comfort me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And tell me everything's going fine ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-7338324600145376364?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7338324600145376364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/04/because-i-tend-to-make-mistakes-without.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7338324600145376364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7338324600145376364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/04/because-i-tend-to-make-mistakes-without.html' title='Because I tend to make mistakes without realizing them'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4940659406774152812</id><published>2011-04-10T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T18:06:30.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'cause your number one on my wish list</title><content type='html'>#&amp;nbsp; Wish list - The Ready Set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tuition teacher suddenly remind us about SPM . Intai &lt;a href="http://hearthecountdown123.blogspot.com/"&gt;Char Lie&lt;/a&gt; punya blog , eleyh show off dia punya Add math and math marks laa pula . Omg , she memang pro laa , can't deny already . My heart pumps the blood even more faster now . It's the climb~ -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought Mcflurry for myself just now . Yeah , I was a bit stress so I suppose mcflurry can help . Okay , I admit I ate the mcflurry as if there's no tomorrow . Comm'on peeps , I was hungry to death since I didn't take breakfast then straight away off to tuition after tuition went to The Mall searching for my mum's stuff then only brunch ! . Pergghh , my stomach sempat tempah bilik untuk karaoke ya know . Haha craps .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was indecisive about&lt;strike&gt; something&lt;/strike&gt; yesterday so , I couldn't decide properly because I was so afraid I will regret later . I'm so not ready &lt;b&gt;full stop exclamation markssss &lt;/b&gt;Blalalalala~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh wait , guess this will be the last post for this week . For this week jea kan . As if anyone will ever bother . lol . Ouh , please pray the best for me in SPM kayh ! I want to grab all the A's enthusiastically ! Till next week then ! Adios :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; My heart like been trampled , if you feel it too , I shall be glee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4940659406774152812?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4940659406774152812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/04/cause-your-number-one-on-my-wish-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4940659406774152812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4940659406774152812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/04/cause-your-number-one-on-my-wish-list.html' title='&apos;cause your number one on my wish list'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-5438030146576498200</id><published>2011-04-09T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T16:47:54.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a million miles away a message to the main</title><content type='html'># Written in the stars - Tinie Tempah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was amazed . Seriously amazed to the max . Haha . Diam &lt;a href="http://hearthecountdown123.blogspot.com/"&gt;Char Lie&lt;/a&gt; , jangan na kembang lebih2 , nanti you burst pula :P . Okay , this was how it goes .. I was standing next to Yen Ling during&amp;nbsp; assembly just now . I had no idea why I felt like wanna look at the canteen . Suddenly , I saw a girl wearing baju kurung in blue colour . I tried to figure out who was the person because I thought she might be from the primary school . It got more confusing when Char Nie sat beside her . Sah nampak sangat aku ni macam &lt;strike&gt;kepochi&lt;/strike&gt; kan -.- I got fed up then ask Yen Ling ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yen Ling , who is that haa ? in the canteen there ..&lt;br /&gt;Yen Ling : Ouh , that's Char Lie laa . She got math competition later .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly headed to the canteen and hugged her . OMG , she was so pretty in baju kurung and look a bit like a malay . Wait , she kept complaining that she couldn't tahan anymore because panas. But still , she's pretty. Hehe . Dah dah , habis meletup &lt;a href="http://hearthecountdown123.blogspot.com/"&gt;budak&lt;/a&gt; ni nanti LOL :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study Physics on Saturday in the lab ? Acceptable haa ? Yeah , that was what we did just now but fun though . There were about less than 20 people who actually came and it was a bit peaceful . Ouh yeah , I just found out that Matthew can actually sing and his voice nice gila ! Jealous ni~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh , I haven't mention about my handball competition right ? Yeah , we only managed to the quarter finals only but still should be thankful . It wasn't easy to go until that stage . But for the boys , both under - 18 and 15 won the third place in Zon Bangsar . Congratulations guys ! I bet next year all of them can go further .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Please , I don't want it to be true . If it really is , I won't and will never have the urge to face you anymore . For you know , yourself has been given a lot of chance !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-5438030146576498200?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5438030146576498200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/04/million-miles-away-message-to-main.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/5438030146576498200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/5438030146576498200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/04/million-miles-away-message-to-main.html' title='a million miles away a message to the main'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-3361600321167629045</id><published>2011-04-09T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T16:47:43.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>or maybe it is just me feel the wrong way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Am I missing the wrong person ? Tell me , I am not .&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/1411780412704786818-3361600321167629045?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3361600321167629045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/04/or-maybe-it-is-just-me-feel-wrong-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3361600321167629045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3361600321167629045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/04/or-maybe-it-is-just-me-feel-wrong-way.html' title='or maybe it is just me feel the wrong way'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4210322119736560685</id><published>2011-04-09T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T16:42:47.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I wonder if I were&amp;nbsp; on the verge of tears ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt; Would you be there to bear them ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4210322119736560685?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4210322119736560685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wonder-if-i-were-on-verge-of-tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4210322119736560685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4210322119736560685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wonder-if-i-were-on-verge-of-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-9093597763317465818</id><published>2011-04-03T11:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T11:24:33.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>they don't like my jeans they don't get my hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Fucking Perfect - Pink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p/s : no , I didn't mean to use vulgar word , but it is the real name of the song itself .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy little readers . I know I've been dead since a week ago . I'm not a wretch though . Still , I'm here with a million effort to update my blog .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that had have revolved around are getting harder for me to go through . Deep inside I'm so sure , with prayers and patience , I'll be fine :) right ? It ain't the end of the world ouh com'on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabel , you do love to spam my chatbox , don't you ? Haha . Itu laa , suruh buat facebook tak mahu . Gedik punya minat :D Hehe .Yes , I'm now have become super addicted to Korean dramas . Mabel sayang , saya sudah tersangkut , siapa mahu tolong ? Aigo ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers would love to dance on the keyboard . Woow ! I got a lot of stories to share but unfortunately , I can't tell them in order . Or else , everything will get messed up and all of you will pening kepala . Ouh ouh , my boyfie had finally created a blog for himself ! Give him a big applause people :) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diagnostic exam in a month to go , so yeah I have to seriously focus on my studies and that's the reason I've decided to online rarely . I wanna achieve higher grade than before . That's my aim right now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall meet up some time later . I got to go now . Gurrhh bloggie , I'll be missing you so much !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #93c47d;"&gt;There are times when they approach you just to fulfill their desire . When the times you are alone in the middle of a wide ocean and you ought to have someone to stay right next to you , they will just turn their back to you and go away and leave you pathetically . Don't waste your precious time to deal your life with this particular people . And yes , I'm saying this based on my experience . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-9093597763317465818?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/9093597763317465818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/04/they-dont-like-my-jeans-they-dont-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/9093597763317465818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/9093597763317465818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/04/they-dont-like-my-jeans-they-dont-get.html' title='they don&apos;t like my jeans they don&apos;t get my hair'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4293772855124939040</id><published>2011-03-25T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T16:45:38.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaping from the bottom to the highest one than you could ever imagine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Hell-O peeps . Heyy . Hye .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so depressed and yes , felt like kicking or punching something . Hah , I'm not stupid to hurt myself . I'm bored and tired of thinking ways to get out from the "box" that I've been staying in . I've set my decision and kinda proud of myself . Bluweeekkkss . I'm not gonna let people look down upon me . So , &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;IN YOUR FACE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a total bad mood and it isn't easy for me to cool down . Just need some space and that's enough . Clicked on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt; and listened to the songs , sang along like half-demented&amp;nbsp; . Yeah mann , I'm back to normal after I cried my heart out when came across to this song .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="190" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RT9PQgMtkDo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RT9PQgMtkDo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="190"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell ya , memang tak ada kena mengena but when I abruptly reminisced the moment she said &lt;strike&gt;I'm useless&lt;/strike&gt; , I couldn't hold the tears back . To I-don't-even-think-you-know-this-blog , I'm moving on and you are gonna lick back your words after seeing me succeed . I'm grabbing the biggest challenge . Your game which I'm dealing with now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah people , tomorrow is Larian Saujana or crossed-country . And guess what ? I'm gonna run even though I know I won't get any medal . HAHA . Till then :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4293772855124939040?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4293772855124939040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/leaping-from-bottom-to-highest-one-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4293772855124939040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4293772855124939040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/leaping-from-bottom-to-highest-one-than.html' title='leaping from the bottom to the highest one than you could ever imagine'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4809773998939983218</id><published>2011-03-24T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T19:14:13.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>even they know , they don't deserve to be on the position</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I am standing up straight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Attempt not to fall down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;But deeply I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;There must someone who attempts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;To bring me down to the lowest place .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't talk much because I didn't have the mood to do so . I didn't go hyper like I used to because my physical and heart are aching . I guess , my silence is doing the best to speak .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry peeps . I'm off .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4809773998939983218?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4809773998939983218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/even-they-know-they-dont-deserve-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4809773998939983218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4809773998939983218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/even-they-know-they-dont-deserve-to-be.html' title='even they know , they don&apos;t deserve to be on the position'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-6981030966354481674</id><published>2011-03-23T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T21:44:05.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she's 10 . I'm 9 !</title><content type='html'>Malam tadi mimpi Kak Nana senyum lebar muka berseri-seri . Told that to some of my friends and the said " mimpi jea kott . " So , I thought the same thing too and let it be .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to walk 4.5 km just to know where are the checkpoints gonna be on this Saturday . I felt like I was visiting a zoo since I was excited to know what type of dogs in each houses . With the help from &lt;a href="http://hearthecountdown123.blogspot.com/"&gt;Char Lie&lt;/a&gt; , I think I've managed to know a bit about dogs . Yeah , me and Char Lie gelabah jea jalan paling depan . Right Char Lie ? You better admit it ! *evil grins . While was walking , came this guy or a junior to be exact , he asked me to " date " him for only 5 minutes . Dia cabar aku cakap complete in Bahasa Melayu dengan dia . Apa lagi , I grabbed the challenge and yeahh me , I've failed -.-' . Daayyyuummm . Marianne was keeping laughing and she said I sounded funny . Weyh , aku kalah dengan budak tingkatan 1 baii . Haihh . Aku mana laa pandai bahasa baku ni -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay . Walked back to school and headed to the canteen and bought soya drink . Thirsty like what mann -.-' . Then , went to Dewan Rafflesia and yes I was waiting the one and only Kak Nana . Kak Syaza arrived a bit late and I didn't get the chance to see her much . I told the dream that I dreamt to Kak Nana and she almost slap me . HAHA . Deyy , orang nervous tahap gaban na mam , kau pergi bagitahu benda ta masuk akal . Memang kena laa kan -.- ' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part , when the teacher pasted the name list of people whom get STRAIGHT A'S ! Me and &lt;a href="http://prettyhuniedummie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Athirah&lt;/a&gt; kepochi pergi tengok then both of us cried . We saw Kak Nana cried and jumped and cried and jumped and okay I'm lazy to repeat the same thing . Hehe . Her name was on the list . 10 A's people , 10 . Jap , biar aku besar kan font berikut . &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;10 &lt;/span&gt;. Banyak betul A yang dia sapu . Perut aku pun dah kecut and yes , I ran away and hid myself in the Discipline Room and again , cried -.- ' . People , my turn is next year . My gizzard almost burst . Almost burst .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah dah , tak nak cakap banyak . Meleleh air mata aku nanti , prince aku bukannya ada kat rumah aku untuk tolong wipe kan . Hehe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handball ? Urghh . I don't know how to say and what to say . I couldn't see all of us playing as one team . Only 12 people will be selected to represent school but now we have 15 all of us . Meaning there will be 3 people who aren't gonna represent school . Aku ada peluang kea ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-6981030966354481674?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6981030966354481674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/shes-10-im-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6981030966354481674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6981030966354481674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/shes-10-im-9.html' title='she&apos;s 10 . I&apos;m 9 !'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-2434986007403045752</id><published>2011-03-21T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T17:58:29.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school liddat :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SHJAybeJt08/TYcdqaCafNI/AAAAAAAAANw/SRNZpzneQpM/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SHJAybeJt08/TYcdqaCafNI/AAAAAAAAANw/SRNZpzneQpM/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;true that :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey peeps . Sekolah macam mana ? Okay ? Good . Mine was as usual , I guess . But not until I met my boyfie . It has been awhile since we met so literally I am sooooo happy :D . Yup , I am . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That " &lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt; " song are already stuck in my head right now ! Sengal tahu -.- . Kushaal pun tak suka lagu tu . Macam hampeh right ? But can't hate her too the max anyway , everyone has their own flaw right so we should have think wisely before judging . Marlina gonna hate me since I've been singing that song almost throughout the day . Don't blame me dude . I hate myself as well when I was singing the song . Gurrhhh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HARI PENYEMAKAN SLIP KEMASUKAN SPM &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is gonna be held tomorrow . Can see right ? If you couldn't , sorry , blogspot didn't provide any size of the font that is bigger than the above . -.- Apa lagi , tunjukkan laa jari telunjuk anda pada blogspot . Hehe :) Honestly , when teacher announced it during assembly , I was like " Alamak , SPM ! " People , I'm an SPM candidate of 2011 ! Time passes by so fast haa ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;* rojak kan two languages . I won't create another account . Sorry . :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-2434986007403045752?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2434986007403045752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/school-liddat-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/2434986007403045752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/2434986007403045752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/school-liddat-d.html' title='school liddat :D'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SHJAybeJt08/TYcdqaCafNI/AAAAAAAAANw/SRNZpzneQpM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8878024488522205636</id><published>2011-03-20T13:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T13:30:54.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short journey</title><content type='html'>Heyy hoe peeps :) A lot of things that I wanna share with you guys . Since I'm so free now and neglecting my homeworks , yeah , my fingers are ready to dance on the keyboard :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First , chemy J was walking towards I don't-know-where . Then , it suddenly stop without making any noise . I was just observing what it's gonna do next . It doesn't move at all ! Panic feeling kicked in so I rushed to see what might have happened .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-duG-0EGwhGs/TYWEr0q_u-I/AAAAAAAAANU/yEv-u_c7SOQ/s1600/IMG_6607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-duG-0EGwhGs/TYWEr0q_u-I/AAAAAAAAANU/yEv-u_c7SOQ/s320/IMG_6607.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;It cuddled itself and slept . Tengah - tengah jalan derr =='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Quickly took its photograph and laughed to myself . My kitten had made my day before there were these people ruined it . Super Juniors , that's what my brother call all of my kittens :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest , I didn't even touch my homeworks except for mathematics . I just don't have the feeling to do . I have no idea why . Urghh~ So what I did during holiday was just watching tv and finish my BOF drama :) ouh Kim Bum~ cute na mati weyhh .. I went online and usually I could see people update their status about their feelings towards something or else . I was kinda proud DZ , my class monitor . I guess he has spent his holiday wisely . This was his status ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;" Why  are we encouraged to take more carbohydrate in the food pyramid of our  science syllabus? They encourage us to take more glucose that is energy,  so that we can work more and get fit in a way. The more C6H12O6, the  more work you can do. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah , Mabel , you should now this . Your boss always post this type of thing on our group wall . Hehe . I think myself should emulate him because I always post music video on the wall . Blalalala~ Imma music enthusiast , remember ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gTh76pKNuJ4/TYWM4mMYn0I/AAAAAAAAANY/N7wCX7pYKvQ/s1600/IMG_6651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-gTh76pKNuJ4/TYWM4mMYn0I/AAAAAAAAANY/N7wCX7pYKvQ/s400/IMG_6651.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So , this is my brother's pose :P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RRdrY_KMCQc/TYWPXLSiSzI/AAAAAAAAANc/1XGN9C9S_QA/s1600/IMG_6650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RRdrY_KMCQc/TYWPXLSiSzI/AAAAAAAAANc/1XGN9C9S_QA/s400/IMG_6650.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I'm lame . So , shattapp :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before off to downtown yesterday , my brother whom from surau , ran to me and said there was a place behind the surau that could be used to make our experiment about " &lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Hikamoji light gravity &lt;/span&gt;" . Quickly put on my shawl and took my baby-D and there I go~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously , we are still new and had just discovered this thing about a month ago . So , those photo above has a lot of flaws . Yeah , we are not photographer anyway :) To make this technique succeed , it requires a high patient level .It takes about 15 or more than 30 minutes to capture the perfect one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time I stepped to a place called downtown . Honestly , I prefer that place then Mid Valley . Hehe . The goods are affordable and worth your money . That was just my opinion laa but I will shop at Mid Valley kayh :) I didn't take the photo of myself here because I was in a bad mood . Yeah , they ruined my mood to shop =.= '' Would not gonna tell you here . Sakit hati weyh T____T Blah blah blah , I asked my parents and my bro to stay in the car or where ever they want . I searched for my stuffs alone and yeah , I was damn effing satisfied ! I bought a lot of shawls and a jersey for my lovey :) Hope he'll like it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a message on facebook . She suggested me to create another blog and conduct it in Bahasa Melayu . Hmm .. I think I don't have to create another one right ? Rojak-rojak kan jea laaa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fewhh , I'm done ! hehe :) thanks for spending your time to read &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-8878024488522205636?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8878024488522205636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/short-journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8878024488522205636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8878024488522205636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/short-journey.html' title='Short journey'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-duG-0EGwhGs/TYWEr0q_u-I/AAAAAAAAANU/yEv-u_c7SOQ/s72-c/IMG_6607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-3548881026433652293</id><published>2011-03-17T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T14:23:54.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R to the B</title><content type='html'>Another post for today huh ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeps , I was on tumblr just now , and I noticed that this few days , the people on tumblr keep posting about Rebecca Black . It's kinda irritating because they condemned this girl severely . Therefore , the time that I should spending on homework , I've used it to find out about her . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally saying , she's kinda&lt;strike&gt; funny&lt;/strike&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna post her video . Gurrhh . &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CD2LRROpph0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Click here laaaaaaaaa&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-3548881026433652293?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3548881026433652293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/r-to-b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3548881026433652293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3548881026433652293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/r-to-b.html' title='R to the B'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-269263305085948037</id><published>2011-03-17T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T09:50:48.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taylor swift appeared in my dreams</title><content type='html'>So this is me blogging before off to clinic . Yeahh mann . I met this one girl from tumblr and as far as I'm concern she's a Philippians . Hers &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;kinda &lt;/span&gt;awesome because almost all of her post , she does by herself . Unlike me , &lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;reblog-tard&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :P . Watta heck , as if I care . LOL -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in the next few hours , myself will get rotten .I've been staying at home without going out anywhere like 4 days in a row . Cool huh ? &lt;strike&gt;Boleh laa ada sikit ciri-ciri housewife antarabangsa kan . &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;My foot antarabangsa&lt;/span&gt; -.- Gurrhhh . Ouh people , I need to go somewhere . Maybe for a movie or any challenging activities ? . Yeah right -.- I haven't touch any of my homeworks yet . I got a pile and a pile and a pile of them on my desk . I've sorted them however , &lt;strike&gt;harapan tinggal papan&lt;/strike&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-269263305085948037?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/269263305085948037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/taylor-swift-appeared-in-my-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/269263305085948037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/269263305085948037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/taylor-swift-appeared-in-my-dreams.html' title='taylor swift appeared in my dreams'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4487039363479411121</id><published>2011-03-16T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T15:46:45.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shahirul&apos;s (:'/><title type='text'>and i mean it</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my heart knows what it ought to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: small;"&gt; to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt; APPRECIATE&lt;/b&gt; you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4487039363479411121?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4487039363479411121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/and-i-mean-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4487039363479411121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4487039363479411121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/and-i-mean-it.html' title='and i mean it'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-1099670322820978351</id><published>2011-03-16T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:41:10.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>umpalumpa :D</title><content type='html'>Hope Mabel are back from Singapore . Damn , miss her like even a heart can't tell . It was because we've spent lessen time each other since exam started . Wait , I think before exam started . Mabel , just so you know , I'm enjoying BOF throughout this holiday (: . We go GAGA over it okayh ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mS6kqdsMsC8/TYAfSi_WWqI/AAAAAAAAANM/4kHiEoQQdu8/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mS6kqdsMsC8/TYAfSi_WWqI/AAAAAAAAANM/4kHiEoQQdu8/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;* Shaattappp . I took this picture from google kayh :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://hearthecountdown123.blogspot.com/"&gt;Char Lie&lt;/a&gt;'s makes me pondering about the future . Frankly , my gizzard will be shaking every time I think about it . Nerhh Yasmeen , wake up from your dream and live it . Went through&lt;a href="http://cornerofwhatever.blogspot.com/"&gt; Su Wen&lt;/a&gt;'s , she's being an excited electrons . HAHA . Don't really get what does she mean but glad she's happy (: &lt;a href="http://my-talking-bubble.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chi Yan&lt;/a&gt; , gurrhh , I miss you buddy . I miss everyone . Okay I better stop or else , Chi Yan will say , " emotional you " :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think Imma reblog-tard from tumblr . I reblogged from here and there yet , I don't blog anything . Gurhh , I prefer blogspot to blog stuffs . So , miss tumblr , you're just a place for me to reblog stuffs that depicts my mode . Deal ? GOOD (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-1099670322820978351?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1099670322820978351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/umpalumpa-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1099670322820978351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1099670322820978351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/umpalumpa-d.html' title='umpalumpa :D'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mS6kqdsMsC8/TYAfSi_WWqI/AAAAAAAAANM/4kHiEoQQdu8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-3882524817032071531</id><published>2011-03-15T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T21:26:23.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-w20ZJD3hmKQ/TX9mWq1nxVI/AAAAAAAAANI/LYj7jlb2VH4/s1600/tumblr_li3elzOvOf1qc7407o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-w20ZJD3hmKQ/TX9mWq1nxVI/AAAAAAAAANI/LYj7jlb2VH4/s320/tumblr_li3elzOvOf1qc7407o1_500.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;*credit to my &lt;a href="http://iwritethisureadthat.tumblr.com/"&gt;tumblr &lt;/a&gt;blaarhhkk :P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I was doing add math just now I then decided to stop since my eyes getting sick with numbers . Yeah . See the photo above ? They had such pretty eyes , hadn't they ? . They were just cartoons though . Painting , to be exact but a pair of eyes that they've been given were too pretty . After all , let us be grateful of what have been given from Him . &lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6;"&gt;It is not the outside but the inside that counts . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-3882524817032071531?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3882524817032071531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3882524817032071531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3882524817032071531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/eyes.html' title='eyes'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-w20ZJD3hmKQ/TX9mWq1nxVI/AAAAAAAAANI/LYj7jlb2VH4/s72-c/tumblr_li3elzOvOf1qc7407o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-232212914558740922</id><published>2011-03-15T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T11:33:43.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>woke up in the morning , headed to the living room and played with my kittens . I tell ya , my 4 new born kittens love to make so much noise . They meow-ed like every minutes . Somehow , they are a bit irritates me in spite of I love them deeply . Bathe then straight went online .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Tuesday . The second day of school holiday . Yeah , homework sudah buat kea cik Yasmeen ? Belum . Bagus amat . HAHA . I don't mean to procrastinate everything but I don't have the urge to do it . Yeah . The urge that I need now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear pakcik handsome , saya rindu awak . Sigh . Buddies , you guys as well :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-232212914558740922?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/232212914558740922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/232212914558740922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/232212914558740922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-1047111704482318064</id><published>2011-03-13T13:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T16:27:20.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imma music enthusiast :)</title><content type='html'>I bet almost all of you already know that I love to sing , although my voice could crack a mirror into pieces . HAHA . See , they are just commoners . I mean , not really because they are the singers only form you tube .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="290" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2RA0vsZXf8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2RA0vsZXf8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="290"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't set it to autoplay so you know right what you've got to do ? HAHA :D enjoy !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-1047111704482318064?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1047111704482318064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/imma-music-enthusiast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1047111704482318064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1047111704482318064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/imma-music-enthusiast.html' title='imma music enthusiast :)'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-6701520509961797481</id><published>2011-03-13T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T12:59:11.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sorry</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to act cool but seems like I can't . They said , let you cool down and wait until you come back and forgive me . I said , I can't wait for that moment because I feel so bad after what I have done to you . I did a silly mistakes and I can't be passive until you are willing to forgive me . I have tried but you reluctant . I knew it was my fault . You know , I miss every single moments we spent time together sharing our stories and experiences . I miss your giggles and I don't give a damn if people think it in a wrong way . It is because you are my best buddy . I miss your &lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;intractability in order to prove that you are right . You know who you are , from the deep core of my heart , buddy , I miss you :(&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/1411780412704786818-6701520509961797481?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6701520509961797481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6701520509961797481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6701520509961797481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-sorry.html' title='i&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8044811865153653305</id><published>2011-03-12T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T15:00:07.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if that's the only way you've chosen</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile I guess . I was sort of busy to even catch a glimpse on my blog . So , I've left it mercilessly . School holidays has just started but for me , it's just the same since we've been given out a pile of homeworks . Awesome yet torturing . I mean , holidays are the only days that we've gotta spend our time more with the love ones and pamper ourselves . Nerrhh , I don't really wanna argue about it . Be optimistic , homeworks are the ladder of success . Amin~ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure , everybody now have been aware with the massive hit in Japan . Let's pray for the souls in need . I admit , my tears were rolling down on my cheek when I saw the news on the television and newspapers . The Almighty are conveying us His power , what else we want to deny ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-8044811865153653305?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8044811865153653305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-thats-only-way-youve-chosen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8044811865153653305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8044811865153653305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-thats-only-way-youve-chosen.html' title='if that&apos;s the only way you&apos;ve chosen'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4985967970638546942</id><published>2011-03-07T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T17:47:38.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the smile of you .</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img 5064648324="" escuchoelecodetuvoz="" http:="" photos="" src="%3Ca%20href=" title="Love. [EXPLORE] by Escuchoelecodetuvoz., on Flickr" www.flickr.com="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Love. [EXPLORE]" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/5064648324_73cd1aabe4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a two-day-prefects' motivation camp and I tell ya , it was superb and splendid ! We've learned of to be one team and a family . I could see now everyone has combined together to work as one . Ouh how I wished I could tell ya every single things happened and share them . I'm so glad that everybody had enjoyed themselves with our performance . I mean the AJK's performance . " Snow White , Sorta .. " Credit to &lt;a href="http://cornerofwhatever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Su &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://cornerofwhatever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wen&lt;/a&gt; as the scriptwriter . She've done a great job ! Yeah , she've managed to make our PK HEM laughed hillariously . It was such a great pleasure to work together with all of you ! THANK YOU &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥ &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;do not ask who was the " snow white " . Haizz , my juniors are calling me that name now -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I've blurted out something that I shouldn't to . My day at the first place was so shining and I was the one who've made it dull or maybe kinda a bit wretch . Buddy , you know who you are . I'm so sorry . Really sorry ! Are there any other ways for me to atone my mistakes ? I love you buddy . Sorry .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4985967970638546942?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4985967970638546942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/smile-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4985967970638546942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4985967970638546942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/smile-of-you.html' title='the smile of you .'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/5064648324_73cd1aabe4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-6836579636048339971</id><published>2011-03-04T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T17:48:04.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fatigueness</title><content type='html'>I'm so stressed out right now . Really really stressed out . First , because of add math . I tell ya , I hate that single subject . Gurrhh . It will always manage to bring me down and ruin my day as well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be spending my weekend at school . I have to attend &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I mean all the prefects have to attend&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the Motivational Camp . All the AJK's members are working hard for our closing ceremony on Sunday . As usual , Shye Wei would be the most hardworking one . Pity somehow . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know what ? I'm so exhausted . Really really exhausted . Darn ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: lime; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I see there is no way to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: lime; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It is too thick for me to get through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: lime; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;They said it would be easier if there are two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: lime; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know that would be the only you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-6836579636048339971?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6836579636048339971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/fatigueness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6836579636048339971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6836579636048339971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/fatigueness.html' title='fatigueness'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-5739056786203973874</id><published>2011-03-01T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T21:27:35.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love you so much and I really mean it from the deep core of my heart . I don't give an effing damn even though you are one year younger than me . Age does not matter for me . I will never let you go until death do part . I will try me best to keep our relationship until forever and I'm on my words . You're the only one that I've saved&amp;nbsp; an empty place just for you to fulfill it . I really meant it . I only need you and there are no other guys that could ever replace you . Because I want you . Urgh . Words can't express how much I need and love you . Awak , you're the one and only one . Saya sayang awak . Saya na sampai bila-bila .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-5739056786203973874?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5739056786203973874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-love-you-so-much-and-i-really-mean-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/5739056786203973874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/5739056786203973874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-love-you-so-much-and-i-really-mean-it.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7315923344641874398</id><published>2011-03-01T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T15:45:14.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;promises .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;are somehow terrifies me in the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I can't see any lights at the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I can't feel any hands hold me tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I can't hear any voices comforts me up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I startled .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;I mused .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty words are meant to be pretty words .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;They've been set to be heard .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;If they are really been granted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Find a better place for them to shelter .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Decided .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;If you never meant them from your heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;Stay away from me for I will be torn apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;Keep your broken words to yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So you can feel the pain inside out . &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/1411780412704786818-7315923344641874398?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7315923344641874398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/promises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7315923344641874398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7315923344641874398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/promises.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-1117796614382513929</id><published>2011-03-01T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T14:49:23.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.O.F much !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L6eng6Lg08g/TWyUnOuFCVI/AAAAAAAAANA/hABB7hXCH2M/s1600/IMG_6615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L6eng6Lg08g/TWyUnOuFCVI/AAAAAAAAANA/hABB7hXCH2M/s320/IMG_6615.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: magenta;"&gt;Boys Over Flower *winks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u style="color: magenta;"&gt; ouh , can you see the cutest there ? he's Kim Bum :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;At last ! I don't have to do countdown anymore ! I already received my official birthday present from Mabel and Nicole . Yeah , I screamed and jumped &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;not really all around&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt; or else people might think I'm insane&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; because I was too happy. They really made it comes true . I seriously can't express my gratitude by words . Buddies , thank you so much ! I mean a billion much !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School day wasn't that bad although half of the class made a self declared holiday . Yeah . I attended because I wanna get the full attendance . It might sounds lame but I'm enjoying my last year of school life . Much . HEHE . Chit Chat-ed with Chi Yan since Mabel was doing chinese paper . We talked about a lot of stuffs and I wasn't bored at all . I accidentally called Becca rubbish but I honestly didn't do it on purpose because I wanted to ask her to pick up the rubbish on the floor . Something that wasn't right came out from my mouth . Sorry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , ya know what ? My hair grows too long already . Should I get a hair cut ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan; color: #cc0000;"&gt;Life becomes more wonderful if they really cherish and accept you no matter who you are . Life  is wonderful when you know you are surrounded with people whom your  call friends . Life is more wonderful if they never learn how to betray  or back stab you or indirectly lied to you .If there are honesty , sincerity in everything , I believe , God will grants the prayers to make your life go smoothly and fine .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-1117796614382513929?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1117796614382513929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/bof-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1117796614382513929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1117796614382513929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/03/bof-much.html' title='B.O.F much !'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-L6eng6Lg08g/TWyUnOuFCVI/AAAAAAAAANA/hABB7hXCH2M/s72-c/IMG_6615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8667775323949249268</id><published>2011-02-27T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T09:47:39.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T O A O H</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; color: black;"&gt;I L Y S M N M W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: magenta; color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: lime;"&gt;I L Y M T Y K L A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm still figuring out what are the L and A .. Terima Kasih awak :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-8667775323949249268?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8667775323949249268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/t-o-o-h.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8667775323949249268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8667775323949249268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/t-o-o-h.html' title='T O A O H'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4798136648184474257</id><published>2011-02-25T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T13:33:11.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last words .</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;There is one thing I seriously would like to do . I don't wanna get stuck in the end . I don't wanna feel guilty every moment I look at her face . I don't want to be blamed over something that I never done . I don't want to get accused by people over something you're gonna do . Honestly , I've had enough of you . I've repeated the same thing over and over again but you still keep doing it . I don't necessitate anything from you . Do you know what does friendship actually really means ? Please , open up a dictionary and find the meaning . It will help you more . Before things getting worse , I've made up my mind . Because of you , I had to argue with mine and I bet , you don't want to know how much it hurts me when he was away . So , I'm decisive with my decision . I shall OMIT you from mine . OMIT and goodbye . If this will hurt you , better hold it back and think about the people around you whom will get hurt with your behavior .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4798136648184474257?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4798136648184474257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/last-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4798136648184474257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4798136648184474257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/last-words.html' title='the last words .'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-1544666642595214372</id><published>2011-02-25T17:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T17:47:20.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>won't stop</title><content type='html'>2 papers to go and will be setting myself free from any intervention test ! WAIT , results =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda preparing for diagnostic test on May . Have to cover all form 4 subjects . No , it ain't a burden because this is for the sake of my future and I seriously don't really mind about it . I would like to suggest to my buddies to form a study group but I'm afraid if they will give a negative response . I should try to ask them right ? Since I don't take any tuition classes , I'm fully depending on all the exercise books that Kak Nana gave to me . I appreciate her effort to see me succeed in SPM . " &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;if you need any help , you can ask me lah . I &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;didn't choose a quitter for my position right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; " and that was Kak Nana's :) Ouh , I did try to follow her blog but I couldn't fine the "follow" sign . She hides it , I suppose . So I have to randomly check out her blog . Kak Nana , I adore your second language :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kinda feeling has kicking in . I miss you honey . like seriously ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach is begging for food but I don't feel like eating now . Ouh , when I was talking to Kushaal , &lt;a href="http://my-talking-bubble.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chi Yan&lt;/a&gt; and Mathu on the way to the canteen , I had realised that I didn't bring my wallet along but chemistry book instead . I was lazy to head back to the class and end up , revised chemistry at the canteen . &lt;a href="http://my-talking-bubble.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chi Yan&lt;/a&gt; had offered me to lend her money , but I didn't feel like eating anymore . Thanx anyway buddy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-1544666642595214372?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1544666642595214372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/wont-stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1544666642595214372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1544666642595214372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/wont-stop.html' title='won&apos;t stop'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-972957003804798496</id><published>2011-02-24T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:11:44.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing's gonna change that</title><content type='html'>4 papers to go and I can't wait to jump with joy ! Bio was so-so okay . I'm afraid to comment much ya know . Tomorrow , will be having 2 papers of paper 3 . Bio and chemy . Hope I won't get stuck at any questions .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shye Wei complained that she is already getting bored with exam . Me too , and I'm sure all of the form 5 does right ? . Two weeks of having exam is like having no life at all . Stare at the book and absorb everything into the mind . Ouh yeah , Shye Wei is gonna persuade her parents to get her a pair of contact lens ! Seems like I've managed to influence her . Wee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna catch a nap ! Not really had a long day but still tired ! Chiao~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;* Awak , terima kasih&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt; . iloveyouwaymorethanyoudo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-972957003804798496?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/972957003804798496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/nothings-gonna-change-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/972957003804798496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/972957003804798496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/nothings-gonna-change-that.html' title='nothing&apos;s gonna change that'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-9010155914857367665</id><published>2011-02-23T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T20:26:56.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d i l e m m a</title><content type='html'>Crying over add maths is not worth it ! &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Shit&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , I cried over it every time I went out from the class after add maths' test . Add math doesn't love me and appreciate me the way I do as in return . The best thing is , I will get a hug from Izzah every moments after add maths' . HEHE . Dude , I'm straight laa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually , I'm planning something but I haven't make up my mind yet . Because I know , if I carry on , I will be regret forever ! If I just let the plan fades , it's either I'll be happier or remain the same . Seriously , I'm in a prefect dilemma . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in a good mood so don't expect a smile from me . Ya know , joining ERT should be the last decision when it comes to Cik Margaret as the guru penasihat . Bayangkan laa , kat rumah aku goreng omelet senang jea . Bila dengan dia terseksa na mampus derr . Hadoyy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting for a little brother or sister . Apparently , I should stop giving a false hope to myself . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Perjuanganku sinarnya membelah samudera ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-9010155914857367665?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/9010155914857367665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/youre-not-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/9010155914857367665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/9010155914857367665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/youre-not-him.html' title='d i l e m m a'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-859527403621496747</id><published>2011-02-22T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T20:04:31.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hati</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: cyan; color: yellow; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Di manakah semua jawapan yang aku ingini ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: cyan; color: yellow; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mengapakah semuanya harus tersembunyi ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: cyan; color: yellow; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adakah aku perlu mencari ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: cyan; color: yellow; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bagaimana pula bila kau tiada di sisi ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku mati .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the idea of that lines when I was scribbling during history paper 1 . Tomorrow , let's move on to the next stage of the battle . Add Math ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-859527403621496747?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/859527403621496747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/hati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/859527403621496747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/859527403621496747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/hati.html' title='hati'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-145573889225685671</id><published>2011-02-21T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:21:58.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gray troubles</title><content type='html'>Pendidikan Islam made me smile and I could feel relieve since it was half-half easy .Plus , I didn't fall asleep during answering the questions . Why ? HAHA .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished studying around 11 . Closed the book , packed stuffs , off to bed . Nerrhh , I was trying hardly to sleep . I couldn't ! I was tired and seriously needed a must-rest but my eyes doesn't cooperate . Bad huh ? . Oppss , I did recite prayer before off to bed but still .. Haishh , I went downstairs to log in facebook . Shoot ! I thought I've forgotten the password but heyy , I go online everyday and it is so absurd if&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp; couldn't remember it all of a sudden . Frustrated and went back to the room .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my eyes were still fresh , I performed " solat sunat " with the hope I could have my rest after that . I was wrong . What did I do was , staring at the ceiling in a dark room , wandering about my future and reminiscing memories . I cried over some memories . HEHE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I fell asleep around 5 a.m .. 45 minutes is not ENOUGH for me ! Woke up at 5.45 a.m.. I forced me eyes to open as widely as they can . What has happen to me now ? Please , tomorrow will be having sejarah and I don't wanna sleep late again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Note to I-don't-know-who-are-you . Get a life , will ya ? Ya know , my time is too precious and not worth to search who you are and have a fight with ya . Kau cakap aku bitch plus slut ? HAHAHA . Kasihan .. Pergi baiki english kau tu . Setakat mencarut jea pandai , ta payah laa weyh . Bahasa sedemikian tidak digalakkan dalam paper english 1119 derr .&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;Awak , saya rindu kita .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-145573889225685671?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/145573889225685671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/gray-troubles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/145573889225685671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/145573889225685671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/gray-troubles.html' title='gray troubles'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7890872438710320526</id><published>2011-02-20T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T10:18:14.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ya know how does sour tastes ?</title><content type='html'>It's still early in the morning and I've decided to revise Agama later . HEHE . Yasmeen is showing a bad example here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda not really active on facebook recently . Thanx to my &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/meenyna"&gt;twitter &lt;/a&gt;. It's not that I've ditched facebook , due to some reasons , I have to put myself away from it . Ya know ? blablabla~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/meenyna"&gt;twitter &lt;/a&gt;, I'm still sucks at it . Ya know , it needs time to make yourself used to something new . Heh , it will be easy , I guess ;) If you think that I'm lame just because of I'm kinda outdated , go ahead .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from ohteenquotes -&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: #990000;"&gt;If you don't understand my silence , how will you understand my words ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea , kinda addressed it to someone .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-7890872438710320526?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7890872438710320526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/ya-know-how-does-sour-tastes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7890872438710320526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7890872438710320526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/ya-know-how-does-sour-tastes.html' title='ya know how does sour tastes ?'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-2059250674753456632</id><published>2011-02-19T13:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T13:03:46.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's yellow</title><content type='html'>What goes up must come down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a norm situation which every one&amp;nbsp; of us will get through . Don't be afraid but just be ready .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually , I just came back from koko . And yeah , I'm tired indeed . Kawad activity was so fun today ! HAHA . Just imagine when Andrew became our commander . I couldn't be serious . That is the only problem that I have . It was more severe when I was standing next to Becca . So ? HAHA .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabel ! She came at last after two days she was staying at home , sick . Mabel , you better lessen drink lemonade kayh ! Maybe it is just still on the first stage . Prevention is better than cure :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to check out billboard top songs . Lady Gaga has &lt;strike&gt;strike down&lt;/strike&gt; Bruno Mars . Finally~ HAHA . Never mind Bruno , Grenade still awesome anyway ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;the further you are from my sight , the closer you are to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-2059250674753456632?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2059250674753456632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-yellow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/2059250674753456632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/2059250674753456632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-yellow.html' title='it&apos;s yellow'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-3102959923459434742</id><published>2011-02-18T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T13:25:22.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where it has to be</title><content type='html'>Hello friday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many days I didn't update this blog . Due to the intervention and I'm not gonna blame that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess , I've been kinda left out huh ? Saw many stories updates on my dashboard by the bloggers . They got so many ample time to make their blog alive and somehow , I am envying them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tuned on to &lt;a href="http://farasy0302.blogspot.com"&gt;Ein's &lt;/a&gt;blog . There was a photo of her late father . Ein , if I were in your shoes , I don't think I'm still here to survive my life without a father . Al- Fatihah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've completed 4 subjects now which means , 8 papers are down and there are another 12 papers to go . Gambate ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you and I guess , that's the least that I can do instead of saying sorry for thousands time .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-3102959923459434742?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3102959923459434742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/where-it-has-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3102959923459434742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3102959923459434742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/where-it-has-to-be.html' title='where it has to be'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-629765847402267409</id><published>2011-02-15T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:17:24.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;DAH PUAS MENYEKSA ORANG ?&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/1411780412704786818-629765847402267409?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/629765847402267409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/dah-puas-menyeksa-orang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/629765847402267409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/629765847402267409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/dah-puas-menyeksa-orang.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-3878951993176868959</id><published>2011-02-13T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T15:42:45.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ONLY ALLAH KNOWS WHAT IS IN MY HEART RIGHT NOW ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience is Virtue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-3878951993176868959?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3878951993176868959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/only-allah-knows-what-is-in-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3878951993176868959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/3878951993176868959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/only-allah-knows-what-is-in-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-1901760082845611772</id><published>2011-02-11T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T16:32:56.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEVENTEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY SEVENTEEN :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning , felt so thankful because still given the chance to get through another stage of life . All praises to Allah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to thumb in then somebody closed my eyes from the back ! I was so frighten . HAHA . She was Mabel , the first person who wished me at school :) I love you buddy ! Got the tightest hug form Char Lie . Almost barely breathing . HAHA . As usual , got teased by friends . LALALA~ A perfect day for Marianne to bully me . Botox and stuffs yeah ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bilik Bahasa for the first period to do oral . I was wrong because we didn't have enough time to complete mine . It's okay :) Saw Dao Zhung's group presentation and yeah they were awesome ! I DIDN'T EXPECT THE LAST SLOT OF THE SLIDE SHOW !!! They put a photo of me and KIM BUM OMG ! I thought Nicole were referring the special part to a quiz session or anything else . It was the birthday slide show for me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was burst into tears and went so speechless . It was so unexpected ! Deep down in my heart , I LOVE YOU 5 BELIAN ! The best SURPRISE EVER !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But , there was one thing I a bit regret :( I didn't get the chance to see Shahirul Amir . Seriously miss him so much . Sigh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE EACH ONE OF YOU ! THANK YOU BUDDIES !&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/1411780412704786818-1901760082845611772?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1901760082845611772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/seventeen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1901760082845611772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/1901760082845611772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/seventeen.html' title='SEVENTEEN'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7307764375471264491</id><published>2011-02-10T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T21:34:47.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evanescence</title><content type='html'>As I was posting up this post , there were fireworks outside of mine . CNY haven't over yet ? wow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring this thing up in the previous post . About fizi . It's officially lost now :( I hope it'll find a new-owner-maybe better than me . I miss it very hell much ! It's the cutest kitten I've ever had . It's kinda unique because it's eyes colour are not the same . Blue on the right while brown on the left . Fizi , I'm so sorry ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I abhor my new add math teacher . I just can't get on her flow . I'm trying hard now for the sake of my future ! Ouh yeah , &lt;a href="http://my-talking-bubble.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chi Yan&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://hearthecountdown123.blogspot.com"&gt;Char Lie&lt;/a&gt; just came back from their holiday . I miss them and seriously wanna see them altogether tomorrow . It's on my wish list and hope it'll be granted , InsyaAllah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;"when you're up,your friends know who you are, when you're down,you know who your friends are"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;I got that from one of my friend's status on facebook . This is world . A reality ! Face that ! HAHA . No , I am not sad because this a test from Him .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-7307764375471264491?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7307764375471264491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/evanescence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7307764375471264491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7307764375471264491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/evanescence.html' title='evanescence'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-2823064331226883836</id><published>2011-02-10T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T17:01:42.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annoyed</title><content type='html'>It's like updating blog is a thing that I must do everyday . ALTHOUGH , intervention is seriously coming soon . As long as I know how to divide the time systematically , I'll be okay . *i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally , HAHA . I miss you Shahirul Amir :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda half-half looking forward to tomorrow . Yeah , I'm not getting older . I'm just turning 17 . Itu jea . HAHA . Yet , Marianne , I don't know what is wrong with . She has been doing the countdown since Monday and keep reminding me day by day . HOHO .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will stop here I think .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-2823064331226883836?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2823064331226883836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/annoyed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/2823064331226883836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/2823064331226883836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/annoyed.html' title='annoyed'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-109736887182760206</id><published>2011-02-09T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T16:45:21.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ain't lame</title><content type='html'>Today , Izzah is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;officially seventeen&lt;/span&gt; . hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; fizi badly :( It has been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;two days&lt;/span&gt; since it's away from home . I know I got bobby and chemy but I still need fizi too ! My bad for not taking care of fizi properly .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM NOT A QUITTER NOR A LOSER !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu Fida , Kak Nana and Carmen had done something that I have to appreciate . Yeah , I do . Their advices , I will stick them right in my heart and would never toss them away . Touched ? of course ! I cried when I read their comments as well :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;What do you get when you've filled your heart with hatred ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found something irritating today but I just ignored it . I mean , why do I have to act as if I don't know anything . It's definitely out of my gesture .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be kicking first intervention's butt soon ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-109736887182760206?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/109736887182760206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/aint-lame.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/109736887182760206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/109736887182760206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/aint-lame.html' title='ain&apos;t lame'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4599135630216718259</id><published>2011-02-01T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T18:25:01.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;would you ever heal the scar that you've left ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;because myself doesn't deserve for it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February has&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; finally&lt;/span&gt; arrived :) YAY ! 10 months from now ,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to become more stronger now to overcome the challenges given . Should have cry lesser and be a bit loud even more . I don't wanna be so stressful for the sake of SPM .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND , I shall bring my camera next time no matter where ever I go . There are loads of things I wanna randomly capture . Went to KL to find spikes shoe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;* i don't know whether I've spelled it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;right&lt;/span&gt; for Aliq . He was a bit picky though . HAHA .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation between my cousin and I last night was a bit absurd .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ca : Apahal muka kau dah lain ni ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me : Lain apa ? gambar aku ta pakai specs kot .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ca : Ah , bukan . Apasal macam cengkung ? takan sebab SPM .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me : Mengarut derr .. Aku tengok tembam jea ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ca : Jangan tipu aku , kau ada masalah lain kan ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me : Tape laa , aku malas laa na fikir . Diam jea laa ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ca : Kau luahkan laa kat sape sape doe .. Apa kau ni ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me : Aku okay jea , happy doe Jangan risau laaaaaaaaaaa :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuh~ It's been raining in the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inside&lt;/span&gt;" . I got no any interesting story to post . Chiao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4599135630216718259?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4599135630216718259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/would-you-ever-heal-scar-that-youve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4599135630216718259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4599135630216718259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/02/would-you-ever-heal-scar-that-youve.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8959931770759791129</id><published>2011-01-31T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T12:10:40.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not what you think</title><content type='html'>I am not being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt; . It just that I got no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt; to finish up my homework faster . I've set my mind to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;complete&lt;/span&gt; everything as soon as possible so that I can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;revise&lt;/span&gt; my form 4's . Apparently , I am not doing anything yet .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been two days &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;non-stop&lt;/span&gt; raining . In another side of mine said that God is trying to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;convey&lt;/span&gt; something in everything . I felt so appeased as I saw each drops fell onto the ground . After all that had revolves around lately , I've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;learned&lt;/span&gt; another lesson of life . All praises to Allah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;"even there's a vulture on your shoulder , bury it perfectly ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;freezing&lt;/span&gt; cold now until I have to wear my sweater . Let's pray I won't fall ill because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first intervention&lt;/span&gt; is coming soon . I am so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;striving&lt;/span&gt; hard for it ! 5 Belian , I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; all of you already except that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one fella, he is not in my list&lt;/span&gt; . I've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;posted&lt;/span&gt; it on our group's wall just now . Homework &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jangan lupa buat yea kawan-kawan&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want things between us back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;normal&lt;/span&gt; . I don't wanna &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;argue&lt;/span&gt; anymore . I'll change . You know where I've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;placed&lt;/span&gt; you in my heart ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I've asked myself , who am I most devoted to ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I answered , I am devoted to Allah S.W.T ..&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/1411780412704786818-8959931770759791129?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8959931770759791129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-not-what-you-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8959931770759791129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8959931770759791129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-not-what-you-think.html' title='I am not what you think'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8579253755364505372</id><published>2011-01-30T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T13:03:02.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am not stumbling down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;When the rain drops , they soothes me really well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30th&lt;/span&gt; has come ! All praises to Allah :) Encik Ghani has&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; inspired &lt;/span&gt;me to do well in Add Math . &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terima Kasih cikgu&lt;/span&gt; . I suddenly miss Puan Thamarai words "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;terbalik tertonggak&lt;/span&gt;" . HAHA . Is there any such word as &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tertonggak&lt;/span&gt; ? I wanna search for the meaning later ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is so around the corner and I bet , all of my Chinese friends are&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; preparing&lt;/span&gt; for the festival . Can't wait to get angpau from my neighbour . Hee~ I have seriously to cope up with all of the form 4's subjects . Burden ? No , they are not ! The first intervention is my first step to SPM . yadda yadda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna type so much , Homework are piling up and yeah~ toodles peeps !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-8579253755364505372?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8579253755364505372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/am-not-stumbling-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8579253755364505372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8579253755364505372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/am-not-stumbling-down.html' title='am not stumbling down'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-8331432676090313287</id><published>2011-01-28T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T18:35:17.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being left out is not the reason for me to be weak . For I know , it's a life norm for us to get through all the ups and downs . I am so frustrated with everything that happens but I will never give up because I know , there is always a million reasons behind everything . And just so all of you know,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I AM NOT BEING HYPOCRITE AND NOT ACTING AS A PIOUS PERSON OKAYH ! . This is real ME .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has their own flaw , and yes , me either obviously . My words doesn't worth everything you've done . I never meant to keep everything in my heart . In fact , I pray to The Almighty to make things clear and help me throughout all these circumstances .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My partner is a bullshit ? prove it right . You never know who he really is .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please , I don't wanna act like an immature kid . I am not an attention hogger . I know you are tired with all of this thing , SO DO I ! It's your right though to hate me as well . That's why I'd rather stay in silence because I know this thing will happen and yeah it is now . Fags .. I wanna make this post sounds vulgar but I've got no idea why it turned up like this =='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://my-talking-bubble.blogspot.com"&gt;Chi Yan&lt;/a&gt; , I was so touched when you offered me to share your add maths notes . Yeah  your tuition teacher is funny indeed . hehe .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-8331432676090313287?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8331432676090313287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/being-left-out-is-not-reason-for-me-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8331432676090313287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/8331432676090313287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/being-left-out-is-not-reason-for-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-7932940288289397544</id><published>2011-01-19T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T15:57:17.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plus minus and equal to ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Add math&lt;/span&gt; made myself feel so dumb where I know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am not dumb&lt;/span&gt; . When I tried out the exercises given , I think even a snail can&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; moves faster&lt;/span&gt; than me . Somehow , I feel that add math is like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;teaching&lt;/span&gt; us how to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;appreciate the memories &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; not to erase them away&lt;/span&gt; . This part , only myself could understand why . When I mused it back , it's funny and no ,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I am not dumb .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As long as I am me , I am still fine . If you are not you , stay away .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that I have&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; been neglected&lt;/span&gt; by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; someone &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . Okay , enough . And lately , I don't think that I have spend time with Mabel as much as I used to . We less talk to each other since we are kind of busy with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;study &lt;/span&gt;. I miss every moment where we go&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; GAGA&lt;/span&gt; . haha . Because of the flu haven't get rid itself from me , I have&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; difficulties&lt;/span&gt;  to speak properly . Sounds like an idiot but no . &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am not an idiot .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know myself is in the crowd . But why do I still feel that I'm alone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ehem ehem : &lt;/span&gt;you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;were &lt;/span&gt;special to me , now , you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are not&lt;/span&gt; . sorry .. your apology means nothing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ehem ehem &lt;/span&gt;: have to set my mind " &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yasmeen , go ahead and think positive ! &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/1411780412704786818-7932940288289397544?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7932940288289397544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/plus-minus-and-equal-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7932940288289397544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/7932940288289397544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/plus-minus-and-equal-to.html' title='plus minus and equal to ?'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-397964173032435157</id><published>2011-01-18T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T14:18:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i missyou</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've lost myself when you are not in my sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you know how much I miss you ?&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/1411780412704786818-397964173032435157?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/397964173032435157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-missyou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/397964173032435157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/397964173032435157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-missyou.html' title='i missyou'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-4728813470862575721</id><published>2011-01-17T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T14:49:15.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because every time as the morning light arise , I know I've got my new vision to pursue .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; gratitude&lt;/span&gt; to En. Ghani for teaching me Add Math . Honestly , he's the next who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;managed&lt;/span&gt; to make me feel into Add Math after En. Khai . I might sound&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; lame&lt;/span&gt; here but I'm being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;honest&lt;/span&gt; . Despite he loves to give &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a ton of homework&lt;/span&gt; to us heyy , think on the bright side , it's for our good sake . I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;admit&lt;/span&gt; , the homework given by him is seriously like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;burden&lt;/span&gt; , however I try my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;finish&lt;/span&gt; on time . &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I KNOW IT'S HARD&lt;/span&gt; ==' dude , our first intervention will be on February 14th weyh . omg .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add math homeworks are piling up . Time to off . &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1411780412704786818-4728813470862575721?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4728813470862575721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4728813470862575721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/4728813470862575721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-it.html' title='take it'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-2506973156470864827</id><published>2011-01-16T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T14:17:34.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>self</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;authentic&lt;/span&gt; yet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be on your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;own &lt;/span&gt;and that is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;The time given to you is too&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; short&lt;/span&gt; for you to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;else&lt;/span&gt; one&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/1411780412704786818-2506973156470864827?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2506973156470864827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/2506973156470864827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/2506973156470864827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/self.html' title='self'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1411780412704786818.post-6741961092502522687</id><published>2011-01-15T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T14:44:20.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#200</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;I am becoming &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;heartless&lt;/span&gt; since the moment I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;read &lt;/span&gt;that one piece of statement of yours&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shut up&lt;/span&gt; if you didn't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mean&lt;/span&gt; your apology deeply because it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hurts&lt;/span&gt; me more than the bad deeds you have done to me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt; now , I do not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;necessitate&lt;/span&gt; your attention . It is obviously&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; fake&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHERE ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOU THE MOST ?&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/1411780412704786818-6741961092502522687?l=wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6741961092502522687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/200.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6741961092502522687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1411780412704786818/posts/default/6741961092502522687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutivebeenthrough.blogspot.com/2011/01/200.html' title='#200'/><author><name>The Virtual Narator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828347746879749678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKvGxKui77o/TtbPRpMl9hI/AAAAAAAAASc/5-vtemFsZcA/s220/IMG_8670.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
