<?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-564367627287182691</id><updated>2012-01-09T23:23:20.103+08:00</updated><category term='ashley valentine louis'/><title type='text'>Yannie</title><subtitle type='html'>This is blog is 100% belong to me. Since this is my blog, I have the right to post anything. I will try my best to post something interesting and will try my best to update often for my blog readers. Blog readers,thank you for reading my blog.:)

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Well, I wish that he gets into the poly that he dream of going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wOP0mtL_sG0/TwsEYPo615I/AAAAAAAAAyo/1whxhKKyfIs/s1600/414326_2880300174105_1458084634_32837512_1475980743_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wOP0mtL_sG0/TwsEYPo615I/AAAAAAAAAyo/1whxhKKyfIs/s400/414326_2880300174105_1458084634_32837512_1475980743_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695650968301655954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, I am kind of sad or maybe afraid. Sad that I wont be able to see him. Sad that even just now I didnt get the chance to see him. Afraid that he might forget me once he is Poly. Afraid alot of things. Yes my friends have been bugging me to move on. But yeah, i dont know what to say. lol. OH YA! maybe this is the chance for him to forget me and i forget him. hah! whatever luh. i want to try my best for my O level so that i could go to my dream poly which is well, RP. lol. I am totally not into schools that are from my house. I need to wake up early, the fees! I need to think about my parents finance too! chey, ok back to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-3168030451084531527?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3168030451084531527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3168030451084531527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3168030451084531527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3168030451084531527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2012/01/is-this-what-you-call-insecure.html' title='Is this what you call Insecure?'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qcH91NI75aA/TwsEY1H3x8I/AAAAAAAAAzA/KhadKwQUbEA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-1541088473523363336</id><published>2011-12-31T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T02:21:48.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye 2011, helllo 2012, eh havent eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwhd5kHUDHk/Tv3zZhcKtHI/AAAAAAAAAyc/2maipp5RJH8/s1600/snapshot%252811%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwhd5kHUDHk/Tv3zZhcKtHI/AAAAAAAAAyc/2maipp5RJH8/s400/snapshot%252811%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691973123864966258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess what? Yes, its the last day of 2011. Let me recap on what happened in the past 364 days. Ok, minus one day because today i don't know whats going to happen. Bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of thing had happened. To me, 2011 has been a miserable year for me... and a struggling year for me. But I cant deny that, in between the struggles moments I still had fun with people around me. Sweet memories was made, bad memories? Well, let me say that Im actually trying to make it disappear from my memory. Trying hard, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions? Well, I got tonnes of resolutions for myself in 2012. Okay, maybe not tonnes but a few. One of it, is to try my very best to pray and thank capital H.I.M for everything that He have helped me through in my life, every single day. Secondly, I want to pass my O level and make it to Poly and into the course I want to be in. Thirdly, I want to do the best I could in everything I am going to doing my life. I want live like its going to be the last shot. That is my top 3 resolutions. I have no idea how long this paragraph going to be if I am going to tell you all my resolutions for 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN this blog, you've seen me through, I just hope that my mistakes is something for us to learn and avoid doing it like i did. As for the joy Ive shared, I hope you've enjoyed yourself when you read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Happy New Year ,people! may 2012 bring you happiness and a wonderful year for you and your love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-1541088473523363336?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/1541088473523363336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=1541088473523363336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1541088473523363336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1541088473523363336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/12/bye-2011-helllo-2012-eh-havent-eh.html' title='bye 2011, helllo 2012, eh havent eh?'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwhd5kHUDHk/Tv3zZhcKtHI/AAAAAAAAAyc/2maipp5RJH8/s72-c/snapshot%252811%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-882299371088110662</id><published>2011-12-29T01:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T01:53:00.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Sinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1LL4pkdCD4/TvtVUaCc0nI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Ucr-C4H8yYM/s1600/snapshot%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1LL4pkdCD4/TvtVUaCc0nI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Ucr-C4H8yYM/s400/snapshot%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691236363188097650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I could tell people what to do, why cant I tell myself what to do? You know, it seems to be so simple for me to tell others what should they do when they face a certain problems. But when it come to myself? God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting in a few days time, that means, i have lesser day to work at UWS. I am not sure if I should be sad or not. Some people over there are nice and some are just pain in the arse. So, im not really sure what should I feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, when I am with my girls, i think confidently that I could forget you. But when im left alone, ill like, damn you are every where near me. :/ I dont know what I should do more. I seriously dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've found myself becoming further to my God. I just feel so wrong. But I am just tired or plain lazy to pray. Why am I like this? God has been there for me when I am at my lowest and now when im at the highest, Im forgetting God? Why is that so, Yannie? Have you forgotten all the things that God has helped you through? Maybe I should be more strict to myself. I cant make God thing that I am actually remember him or look for him at my lowest. I want God to know that I actually remember and thankful to God, for what God have done for me. As for I am still a sinner who try to make things better. (: I love you, Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im done here. Going to bed soon. later on have works! beybyebyebye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Yannie &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-882299371088110662?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/882299371088110662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=882299371088110662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/882299371088110662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/882299371088110662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-sinner.html' title='I am a Sinner'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1LL4pkdCD4/TvtVUaCc0nI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Ucr-C4H8yYM/s72-c/snapshot%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-5811304792584205325</id><published>2011-12-28T01:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T02:17:43.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What more i can do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2W3PGtjYNI/TvoHrDQOW8I/AAAAAAAAAyE/7D313rAfaFs/s1600/379489_2910358042195_1357922773_4392225_772335456_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2W3PGtjYNI/TvoHrDQOW8I/AAAAAAAAAyE/7D313rAfaFs/s400/379489_2910358042195_1357922773_4392225_772335456_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690869515325168578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didnt expect much from you. So, Im through with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it to Sec 5. Syukur Alhamdullilah. Later on going to buy books for next year, in the morning. Then maybe go to check up. Maybe. I dont find it any help going to those checkups when i know i couldnt get any better. But my family, ugh. They kept on bugging me to go. Last time I lied to them and they found out and the 3 of them brought me to see the doctor. -.- LIFE.  Then after that going to meet up with 2011 sec 4 NAs to go for kite flying at Marina Barrage. I hope someone bring a camera along so that you know, i could spam it with Hazirah. hahah?? i miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working was great. Trust me. You get a chance to meet tonnes of people with different kind of characters and also from other countries. You learnt not to trust anybody, no matter relations they have with you. You got to see yourself being embarrassed by someone. Simple to say, you got to see positive and negative things when you are working. The best part working there is that, you made lots of friends that you cant put in any trust into them. :/ sad life. So, i dont know if thats a good thing or a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im chiao-ing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-5811304792584205325?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/5811304792584205325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=5811304792584205325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5811304792584205325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5811304792584205325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-more-i-can-do.html' title='What more i can do?'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2W3PGtjYNI/TvoHrDQOW8I/AAAAAAAAAyE/7D313rAfaFs/s72-c/379489_2910358042195_1357922773_4392225_772335456_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-5709084254730525840</id><published>2011-12-15T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T01:33:06.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depresso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nZyhSy8TlHE/TujdKqBtopI/AAAAAAAAAx0/gigtCnnrz2g/s1600/393513_2910371762538_1357922773_4392268_42960819_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nZyhSy8TlHE/TujdKqBtopI/AAAAAAAAAx0/gigtCnnrz2g/s400/393513_2910371762538_1357922773_4392268_42960819_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686037704705155730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehe, awesome day i had with girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi irfan, tell me that you  dont like me please. tell someone that is close to me that you hate me, say bad things about me or critic me in anything, so that, i could move on from you. PLEASE? haiss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku nak move on tapi tak boleh. tak kelaka eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-5709084254730525840?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/5709084254730525840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=5709084254730525840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5709084254730525840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5709084254730525840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/12/depresso.html' title='depresso'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nZyhSy8TlHE/TujdKqBtopI/AAAAAAAAAx0/gigtCnnrz2g/s72-c/393513_2910371762538_1357922773_4392268_42960819_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-5831344221121739272</id><published>2011-12-03T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T01:33:35.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbreak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zS2TCBustUc/TtkI9JYo1VI/AAAAAAAAAxo/2okm352B2nI/s1600/303206_2571391208236_1357922773_4217015_816287697_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zS2TCBustUc/TtkI9JYo1VI/AAAAAAAAAxo/2okm352B2nI/s400/303206_2571391208236_1357922773_4217015_816287697_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681582251488892242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fcking miss the guy up there. But he? yelahh, i know, all this while, the one who have feelings was only me. until now, also. Luck. I didnt blame him though because i know im not pretty nor smart nor anything that near to perfect. I know myself. Therefore, im backing away, to my own life. Trying freaking hard to move on, until now. Once, i totally move on from him, i will tell you. And you, dont come back near me after ive totally moved on.  haiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-5831344221121739272?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/5831344221121739272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=5831344221121739272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5831344221121739272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5831344221121739272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/12/heartbreak.html' title='heartbreak'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zS2TCBustUc/TtkI9JYo1VI/AAAAAAAAAxo/2okm352B2nI/s72-c/303206_2571391208236_1357922773_4217015_816287697_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-8418765023751630419</id><published>2011-11-14T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T01:14:46.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so, when am i not wrong?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1itdPYYBytc/Tr_5dk9T5-I/AAAAAAAAAxY/feRK-HA5ckQ/s1600/noob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1itdPYYBytc/Tr_5dk9T5-I/AAAAAAAAAxY/feRK-HA5ckQ/s400/noob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674528342042470370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to wait for him. But I didn't. I went to another person. Am I wrong? yes.  even though I was with that different person, I think about him until that different person left me. Am I still in wrong? I said I've moved on, maybe I should, but i didn't. Am I in wrong again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-8418765023751630419?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/8418765023751630419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=8418765023751630419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8418765023751630419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8418765023751630419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-when-am-i-not-wrong.html' title='so, when am i not wrong?'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1itdPYYBytc/Tr_5dk9T5-I/AAAAAAAAAxY/feRK-HA5ckQ/s72-c/noob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-2844773884251272231</id><published>2011-10-18T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T22:29:40.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats up sexaaaaaay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7txRW-l7U0/Tp2MXPFwQGI/AAAAAAAAAwc/fwDuDt3kuis/s1600/PA180198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7txRW-l7U0/Tp2MXPFwQGI/AAAAAAAAAwc/fwDuDt3kuis/s400/PA180198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664838237117497442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home. Tomorrow Grandparents from Indonesia coming here and I have clean up my room. Yes, they gonna sleep in my room. Where do I sleep? I will sleep at the corridor or at the rooftop. chey no lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now met teek and do some a little bit of catch up and I am glad that I could meet her. I miss her so much. (': Maybe this thursday gonna meet her again? Insya Allah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow at 6 am, my Hazirah gonna leave for her one week vacation. Whoah~ Hope she will have a safe journey and enjoy herself with her family. Gonna miss you babe)';&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye love you, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-2844773884251272231?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/2844773884251272231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=2844773884251272231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2844773884251272231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2844773884251272231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/10/whats-up-sexaaaaaay.html' title='Whats up sexaaaaaay'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7txRW-l7U0/Tp2MXPFwQGI/AAAAAAAAAwc/fwDuDt3kuis/s72-c/PA180198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-7076627499902415959</id><published>2011-10-17T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T18:40:40.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Akb9zyrXjgg/TpwDnpsOIhI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/SiI9L4ZGPhI/s1600/geek%2Btwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Akb9zyrXjgg/TpwDnpsOIhI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/SiI9L4ZGPhI/s400/geek%2Btwo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664406411066352146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am sorry for hurting you, i am sorry that I didn't appreciate all the things you have done for me, I am sorry for making you sad and I am sorry for every single things I've done that hurt you badly or not.You're nice guy and you're very sweet, bet you know it. I wouldn't dare to hurt you, but I guess I did every single time whenever I'm with you. Even last time when we were together, I hurt you. You should know it. A sweet guy like you don't deserve me, don't you think so? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Supp people! Been watching drama lately and man, that is such a juice. wtf yan? alright. IN order not to hurt myself and hurt anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, I need to stop this nonsense NOW. Like you know, right NOW, this second. Imma Les now. Any vacancy for a Les? dang~ that was pretty much cool. Give me time to think about my situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bisexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-7076627499902415959?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/7076627499902415959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=7076627499902415959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7076627499902415959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7076627499902415959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-sorry.html' title='im sorry'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Akb9zyrXjgg/TpwDnpsOIhI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/SiI9L4ZGPhI/s72-c/geek%2Btwo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3210171916638730130</id><published>2011-10-14T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T02:34:32.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thurday was yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CdOS8Yeipyo/TpctWYUUmjI/AAAAAAAAAwE/X8bF-H4WHV4/s1600/snapshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CdOS8Yeipyo/TpctWYUUmjI/AAAAAAAAAwE/X8bF-H4WHV4/s400/snapshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663044918949747250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday to be specific, went for job hunting with Hazirah and Hanafie and erm yeah that guy, the tall tall guy. heheh:D Then after that Acetb, Ahmad and Ahboii all came and met us at Yishun but then when they came, Hanafie had to go): So yeah. Then went to watch Real Steel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Steel was AWESOME. Firstly because theres Eminem;s songs. Heheh. I was excited when i heard his voice. Happy Girl. Secondly, the story was very different. Much better than Transformer or whatever the name is. Everybody was cold and i was shivering, for god's sake. Then after that went back home. Amiwul sent back home. Yeah, 1 stop before changed the whole night. Beautiful moon. Like i said, nice moon, nice things happened. (:HUH? tak sangat ah. Amiwul macam kurang gitu buat aku cakap banyak kali. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, today i have to go to school because theres Graduation Day. Want to head to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebyebyebeybebyebyebyebyebyeyeyeybyeybeyebyebyeamiwul(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-3210171916638730130?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3210171916638730130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3210171916638730130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3210171916638730130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3210171916638730130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/10/thurday-was-yesterday.html' title='Thurday was yesterday'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CdOS8Yeipyo/TpctWYUUmjI/AAAAAAAAAwE/X8bF-H4WHV4/s72-c/snapshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-4620815929033535742</id><published>2011-10-11T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T14:53:27.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muackskbabykeaiwtfyan-.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FDyivvpGqBk/TpPTD7sRfkI/AAAAAAAAAv4/fS6yvQjDZzo/s1600/snapshot%25288%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FDyivvpGqBk/TpPTD7sRfkI/AAAAAAAAAv4/fS6yvQjDZzo/s320/snapshot%25288%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662101221051301442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haluuuuuuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just otp with hazirah sani. awesome news has been told. Job hunt with em' people. Em' =hazirah and hanafie and , i dont know. Amirul,kau nak ikut? (: Catch up little bit with her and yeah. Love that kecyk. You just cant hate her. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, later on I will be going to Malaysia and erm sleep there until tomorrow and come back here back. Then on Thursday, Ill go job hunt. InsyaAllah. Oh I just remembered that my brother want me to work at his place. $8.50 per hour. kinda worth it huh? About the distance, he said, he is going to send me. lol. my brother is so naise. But somehow , i have to be independent, isn't thats the reason why ive been working?! urgh. my brother, always pamper me. mcm pampers pampered kan taik. HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its good that he is unsure of my feelings because i, myself is unsure about my own feelings. but i like him though and at the same time i like/love that jackass. Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuuhuhu. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i postso much today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, k ah byebyebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-4620815929033535742?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/4620815929033535742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=4620815929033535742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4620815929033535742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4620815929033535742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/10/muackskbabykeaiwtfyan.html' title='muackskbabykeaiwtfyan-.-'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FDyivvpGqBk/TpPTD7sRfkI/AAAAAAAAAv4/fS6yvQjDZzo/s72-c/snapshot%25288%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-2012077236519281323</id><published>2011-10-09T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T20:36:32.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynab4YB_XC8/TpGU_7Izo5I/AAAAAAAAAvw/u1cdoZbSUeg/s1600/snapshot%25287%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynab4YB_XC8/TpGU_7Izo5I/AAAAAAAAAvw/u1cdoZbSUeg/s320/snapshot%25287%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661470032508724114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Urgh. i dont know why but i feel so sad and down. i feel like killing people who come near me. shit, my mum is near me:/ if she opens her mouth and nag im so gonna make her my first victim. what am i talking? shit you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-2012077236519281323?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/2012077236519281323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=2012077236519281323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2012077236519281323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2012077236519281323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/10/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynab4YB_XC8/TpGU_7Izo5I/AAAAAAAAAvw/u1cdoZbSUeg/s72-c/snapshot%25287%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-6571466128906391367</id><published>2011-10-06T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:10:16.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if</title><content type='html'>Mega Shocked. Tomorrow is going to be my last paper for N levels. I dont know if i should be happy or not because after Ns means result will come after that. THEN, I dont know whats going to happen next. Everysingle of them want me to go Sec 5 but me? I dont know,myself. IF i were able to go sec 5 than that means I am going to be in Woodland Secondary for another year? but what if i am no match to go Sec 5? I am so scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today no picture because im using my mum's lappy. Nak gambar mak aku? aku boleh upload kan. chey, wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amirul, see you on 14 october. HOHOHOHOHOHO. lamer lagy sia -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-6571466128906391367?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/6571466128906391367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=6571466128906391367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6571466128906391367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6571466128906391367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-if.html' title='what if'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-8605560266534327251</id><published>2011-10-05T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T21:52:55.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amirul Jumaari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5y0j987bzNI/ToxgjBzaomI/AAAAAAAAAvg/c0C6l3ZA90w/s1600/DSCF1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5y0j987bzNI/ToxgjBzaomI/AAAAAAAAAvg/c0C6l3ZA90w/s320/DSCF1002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660004986593649250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Amirul, thanks for sending me back for the past few days and going to school with me. Kau baik ah -.- . Senyum please biler bacer ni? k, kan manis senyum. errrrrrr. krik krik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Amirul, besok 715, jangan lambat. kalau lambat aku tinggal kan. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-8605560266534327251?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/8605560266534327251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=8605560266534327251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8605560266534327251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8605560266534327251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/10/amirul-jumaari.html' title='Amirul Jumaari'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5y0j987bzNI/ToxgjBzaomI/AAAAAAAAAvg/c0C6l3ZA90w/s72-c/DSCF1002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3133647742413033810</id><published>2011-10-05T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T01:01:38.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waddap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LUwBzo6mq50/Tos7qzZmXJI/AAAAAAAAAvY/eFP2dIrJ1PM/s1600/P1010213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LUwBzo6mq50/Tos7qzZmXJI/AAAAAAAAAvY/eFP2dIrJ1PM/s320/P1010213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659682963259284626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You light up my world like nobody elseeeee~ HUH?-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey , i think i like you but errrr k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-3133647742413033810?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3133647742413033810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3133647742413033810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3133647742413033810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3133647742413033810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/10/waddap.html' title='waddap'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LUwBzo6mq50/Tos7qzZmXJI/AAAAAAAAAvY/eFP2dIrJ1PM/s72-c/P1010213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-7980176397475030212</id><published>2011-10-03T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T18:24:13.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will if i could</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ujM34MTkC8w/TomMv3IoDLI/AAAAAAAAAvI/3G63czNBf6I/s1600/P9150237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ujM34MTkC8w/TomMv3IoDLI/AAAAAAAAAvI/3G63czNBf6I/s320/P9150237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659209160649608370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I have the chance to be a boy who a girl like, i will do one thing- Tell my true feelings towards her so that she wont be confused about my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it, i dont even know what to do now, tell me how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science paper was manageabe, hope i could pass. :/3 more papers to go and im done with this cruel exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-7980176397475030212?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/7980176397475030212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=7980176397475030212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7980176397475030212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7980176397475030212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-will-if-i-could.html' title='i will if i could'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ujM34MTkC8w/TomMv3IoDLI/AAAAAAAAAvI/3G63czNBf6I/s72-c/P9150237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-5993878684127157149</id><published>2011-10-02T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T16:13:06.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to shoot you like in the movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXWvonE6c-M/Togb7O9Ub4I/AAAAAAAAAvA/1quJsHUkQGY/s1600/P9150233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXWvonE6c-M/Togb7O9Ub4I/AAAAAAAAAvA/1quJsHUkQGY/s400/P9150233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658803636232548226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VBjF7TMqfxY/TogaSVZKkrI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Xx-MTXZDSGU/s1600/P9150198.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I have one last bullet, I will shoot you. Wanna know why? because you are nothing but trouble in my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Life is a gift, and it offers us the privilege, opportunity, and  responsibility to give something back by becoming more.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-5993878684127157149?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/5993878684127157149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=5993878684127157149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5993878684127157149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5993878684127157149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-want-to-shoot-you-like-in-movie.html' title='I want to shoot you like in the movie'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXWvonE6c-M/Togb7O9Ub4I/AAAAAAAAAvA/1quJsHUkQGY/s72-c/P9150233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-1635582078675936724</id><published>2011-10-01T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T00:41:14.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Qb1M0me0Nk/ToXwnkK6BOI/AAAAAAAAAuw/GN_tndj6bBQ/s1600/P9150213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Qb1M0me0Nk/ToXwnkK6BOI/AAAAAAAAAuw/GN_tndj6bBQ/s320/P9150213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658193069375882466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not perfect and i am sorry for that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-1635582078675936724?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/1635582078675936724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=1635582078675936724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1635582078675936724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1635582078675936724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/10/bye.html' title='bye'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Qb1M0me0Nk/ToXwnkK6BOI/AAAAAAAAAuw/GN_tndj6bBQ/s72-c/P9150213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-842238663446624795</id><published>2011-09-26T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:54:23.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi, i love you , yes you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SXtZmc5H5I4/ToCARDP4ITI/AAAAAAAAAug/rxOdQNa0ZX8/s1600/P9150232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SXtZmc5H5I4/ToCARDP4ITI/AAAAAAAAAug/rxOdQNa0ZX8/s400/P9150232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656662162395373874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from night study with Hazirah, Fitri,Hanafie, Azmeel, Aqil and Aidil. You see, today we didnt seem to study much and whats the reason, I dont know. So Aqil, Aidil and Fitri was so nice to me and accompanied me to walk down along the "scary-path-where-i-saw-one-bangla-did-something" path. Well, they brought up the topic and yeah, i told them. Did I tell you guys that, Hambai actually said I was horny? yes, HORNY. He said that because I was active during the sex talk we had for CDP. He didnt know that we actually were talking about him and laughed because of him -.- haha, stupid fuckass. Tak tau nak cakap. babi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So early in the afternoon, after school, Irfan fought with AIdil and Aqil. The stupidiest thing that happened was - I actually cried. YES! I cried. I was so happy laughing my ass off because of Mimi and when that happened- tears drop from my eyes like a waterfall. Lol. Im so lame. However, I have my girls to cheer me up(: Then helped Haz with her art and played truth or dare and confession. Fun giler. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k dah byeybye.loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-842238663446624795?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/842238663446624795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=842238663446624795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/842238663446624795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/842238663446624795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/09/hi-i-love-you-yes-you.html' title='hi, i love you , yes you'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SXtZmc5H5I4/ToCARDP4ITI/AAAAAAAAAug/rxOdQNa0ZX8/s72-c/P9150232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-7466795454861889405</id><published>2011-09-25T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T01:16:25.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are running in my mind fro months,arent you tired?(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLW3YjfeHRU/Tn4Pvszhr7I/AAAAAAAAAuY/N1p2cf8wxeY/s1600/P9150230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLW3YjfeHRU/Tn4Pvszhr7I/AAAAAAAAAuY/N1p2cf8wxeY/s400/P9150230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655975494179467186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you motherfuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for my freaking brother. Yes, its 1 am plus and he is still not back. Playing Mr Know it all by Kelly Clarkson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now went to Malaysia and met my cousins. Tomorrow, I mean today, I am going to meet my erm anak sedara. He was born one day after my brother's birthday. Cant wait! Cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say actually):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J didnt reply my apology text and so is H. Kanina. Is it wrong to be true? Dah bagos aku tak main kan perasaan korang sia. Nb. Dah ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye you pretty boons. huh? -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-7466795454861889405?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/7466795454861889405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=7466795454861889405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7466795454861889405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7466795454861889405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-are-running-in-my-mind-fro.html' title='You are running in my mind fro months,arent you tired?(:'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLW3YjfeHRU/Tn4Pvszhr7I/AAAAAAAAAuY/N1p2cf8wxeY/s72-c/P9150230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-947759843772942263</id><published>2011-09-23T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T23:10:03.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TPr-yEmRiuo/Tnyer9hj4nI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/KNP_IeYC0m4/s1600/P9230206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TPr-yEmRiuo/Tnyer9hj4nI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/KNP_IeYC0m4/s400/P9230206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655569710157390450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah muka aku tidak perlu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, chill ah, you all exam stress is it? Eh look at me, listen to me, theres no point for you to be stress kay?? Chey. Well feeling stress means you are trying your hard. So , show to your parents that you're stress and IF i repeat IF you fail , then your parents will know that you tried your best already (: Wait, why did my body moved upwards when i said the word 'IF' ? lol. I am so mentel tonight and I dont know why. Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I laugh? Can I ? can i? Holy! ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, now i think i know why !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now after school ends, hahahaahhahahaha..   Kay, that best moment when....... jengjeng. i love chu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-947759843772942263?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/947759843772942263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=947759843772942263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/947759843772942263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/947759843772942263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/09/sumpah-muka-aku-tidak-perlu.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TPr-yEmRiuo/Tnyer9hj4nI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/KNP_IeYC0m4/s72-c/P9230206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-5269095862548182398</id><published>2011-09-21T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T16:28:48.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shits of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02CSydaDquc/TnmV-LZxqVI/AAAAAAAAAuI/r6RMFzsWfqI/s1600/P9150213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02CSydaDquc/TnmV-LZxqVI/AAAAAAAAAuI/r6RMFzsWfqI/s400/P9150213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654715702585698642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people don't know what kind of shits I've been through to become what I am now. I am so sorry if me being an outspoken person hurt you because at home everything seems to be not hurtful, even when my own blood relation embarrassed me and make me embarrassed of myself. I am sorry that my activeness hurt you physically because at home I don't know which hurt the most when I get hit by anything near their hands. I am so sorry that I sometimes hit you guys without reasons and left some scars because I thought it is something natural because at home, I am the only person who get hurts with or without reasons, I am their punch-bag. I don't know how to make things become less hurtful or hurtless because whatever happened at home make me become heartless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes I know that there are some people who go through somethings that are even worse than mine. Yes, yes I know that I am not the only one who is going through this kind of shits. No, I am not trying to ask for any sympathy from you people. No, I am not posting this because I have nothing else to post. I post this because I have no where to vent out everything that is inside me. I am sorry to blogger and if theres anymore people who is still reading my blog then I am so sorry to them for being such an emotional girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to this N shit well and then take whatever next and become someone famous and share to the whole world all this shits. Alright, I fucking off from this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It doesnt matter what colour your background is, what matters is your own true colour&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-5269095862548182398?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/5269095862548182398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=5269095862548182398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5269095862548182398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5269095862548182398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/09/shits-of-life.html' title='shits of life'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02CSydaDquc/TnmV-LZxqVI/AAAAAAAAAuI/r6RMFzsWfqI/s72-c/P9150213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-7487241126031908128</id><published>2011-09-18T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T20:28:12.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realized</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Re55zdreC0M/TnXiRDtJ38I/AAAAAAAAAuA/G203MlMi8FI/s1600/P9150223.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Re55zdreC0M/TnXiRDtJ38I/AAAAAAAAAuA/G203MlMi8FI/s400/P9150223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653673689913876418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was alone, mind you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As life goes on, I've realized many things that I thought I would never knew. For example, how faithful I could be or simple to say, how LOYAL I could be in liking someone. I also realized  that Emin3m is such a wonderful person and lovely ad much more. He is superbly cute. I realized my true self. Yeah, thumbs up for that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I never say what I want , what would you give me? I hope its a hug from you because it will give me warmth and the safe feelings. Just like how Emin3m give love and warmth to his daughter. Y'knw what, I dont care if im not his daughter but I do care if i am not someone special to him. Chey` I dont know why but since the time i watched his video, i start to realize what I actually wanna do in my life in the future. So mama says I could go to his concert if i pass my N level when he comes to Singapore. Now, im holding on to your words, mama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you Eminem. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-7487241126031908128?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/7487241126031908128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=7487241126031908128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7487241126031908128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7487241126031908128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/09/realized.html' title='Realized'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Re55zdreC0M/TnXiRDtJ38I/AAAAAAAAAuA/G203MlMi8FI/s72-c/P9150223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-6583602538027125907</id><published>2011-09-15T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T01:02:48.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marshall Mathers, Eminem or SLim Shady</title><content type='html'>Do you guys love Marshall Mathers or Eminem? I love him so much. Yeah, so much that i could cry when i see him. I really wish i could see him in real life at listen to him as he talk to me. aww, i am a big fan of him. So Marshall, please dont come to Singapore right now. Come to Singapore in like 10 years time can you? Because by then, i will be 26 years old and im already working and could afford the vip tickets just to watch you closely. I love you Marshall. Even my friend called me a freak because I cried because of you. I love you so so so much. I hope you read this. (: Which i know you wont)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright no pics for today. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-6583602538027125907?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/6583602538027125907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=6583602538027125907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6583602538027125907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6583602538027125907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/09/marshall-mathers-eminem-or-slim-shady.html' title='Marshall Mathers, Eminem or SLim Shady'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-6224796123923146308</id><published>2011-08-28T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T18:15:02.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HphhIoizJbI/TloT5C0scoI/AAAAAAAAAto/62zOMs3JldY/s1600/284724_10150276769134116_638164115_7629608_1939145_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HphhIoizJbI/TloT5C0scoI/AAAAAAAAAto/62zOMs3JldY/s400/284724_10150276769134116_638164115_7629608_1939145_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645846953593696898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AM7tNEwpM_I/TloT49nVziI/AAAAAAAAAtg/OnlW_DyIizk/s1600/317280_272584082751892_100000009078948_1160655_1689013_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AM7tNEwpM_I/TloT49nVziI/AAAAAAAAAtg/OnlW_DyIizk/s400/317280_272584082751892_100000009078948_1160655_1689013_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645846952195509794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rVIvGYOI5dQ/TloT45N35-I/AAAAAAAAAtY/h3gBjeXblxA/s1600/311609_272584286085205_100000009078948_1160663_4944765_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rVIvGYOI5dQ/TloT45N35-I/AAAAAAAAAtY/h3gBjeXblxA/s400/311609_272584286085205_100000009078948_1160663_4944765_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645846951014950882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eXl4n2deRGQ/TloT4izW8UI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/EiooIhsYL64/s1600/296356_272582816085352_100000009078948_1160616_5796581_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eXl4n2deRGQ/TloT4izW8UI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/EiooIhsYL64/s400/296356_272582816085352_100000009078948_1160616_5796581_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645846944998158658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for letting me have them in my life. Thank God again for giving friends that know me the best and try very hard to cheer me up. Surprisingly, Irfan too. Dang~ i was happy and i dont know why. I love them very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yesterday gonna be the last time i cried for them. promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay wanna gi back to mugging. chiaos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-6224796123923146308?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/6224796123923146308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=6224796123923146308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6224796123923146308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6224796123923146308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/08/true-friends.html' title='true friends'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HphhIoizJbI/TloT5C0scoI/AAAAAAAAAto/62zOMs3JldY/s72-c/284724_10150276769134116_638164115_7629608_1939145_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-7823343635036199048</id><published>2011-08-27T14:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T14:14:22.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished crying like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;Daruwin wants me to die. proof-&amp;gt; he said "anak macam tu kalau mampos pon cantik"&lt;br /&gt;Zulkarnail wants me to go girls home-&amp;gt; he said it right on face.&lt;br /&gt;Nazimah wants me to go away-&amp;gt; her actions are pretty clear.&lt;br /&gt;Zuriyani wants me to die-&amp;gt; she said i dont have any family members anymore and tore my picture from the family photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im killing myself soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-7823343635036199048?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/7823343635036199048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=7823343635036199048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7823343635036199048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7823343635036199048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-finished-crying-like-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-1663734538019301914</id><published>2011-08-23T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T23:05:26.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say my name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KF745ubHNoc/TlO9uj0HUWI/AAAAAAAAAro/jrn70chahG8/s1600/Couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KF745ubHNoc/TlO9uj0HUWI/AAAAAAAAAro/jrn70chahG8/s400/Couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644063365610819938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can say that I am so happy that Prelims are officially over. I am so happy because now, Zayn wont be upset and sulk as I wont reject his invitation for a date anymore. Called him just now to tell him that my exams are over and he is so happy. He even wanted me to go out immediately with him. HAHA! Sorry eh Zayn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously since when I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;lame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly have the scared-to-death feelings whenever I think about N levels. Seriously, why 19 points? Why cant it be 25 points or something? This have been in my mind recently. Im scared. Studies, you will have to study till you die. I have realised how important studies are in Singapore but still I am right infront of the laptop. Realised much yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now watched BFF on Suria. The story sweet to the max please. I love Effendi as per usual. He is my ideal type. Kalau korang tengok sikit, ader macam irfan kan? HAHAHA. But, Effendi is much better. :/ Talking about Irfan, just now we chatted for awhile- dang, i dont know whats up with him, but seriously, he sound so high and irritating and funny. lmao. I guessed he read my tweets about being friends back and used vulgarities. :l damn stalker. Mimie very bad- she said that if Mr Razif and I were together then we will like the Zul's father and Kunjung. Tak baek kan?! Anyway the one who like Mr Razif is not me-its Mars. I dont know what she see in him. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow meeting Dad. Friday meeting Nunun to break fast. not swensens please. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiaonawei. *wowdahmaju*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-1663734538019301914?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/1663734538019301914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=1663734538019301914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1663734538019301914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1663734538019301914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/08/say-my-name.html' title='Say my name?'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KF745ubHNoc/TlO9uj0HUWI/AAAAAAAAAro/jrn70chahG8/s72-c/Couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3858229835421236290</id><published>2011-08-22T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T13:49:24.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is that what we are?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wyEfrLauTFo/TlEHpvFHDQI/AAAAAAAAArg/5kEZQph8Dpc/s1600/DSC01577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wyEfrLauTFo/TlEHpvFHDQI/AAAAAAAAArg/5kEZQph8Dpc/s400/DSC01577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643300221665873154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell  me, where does thing called "Family" has gone to? What does "family"  means to you? I have reasons for my actions but do you? You really want me to give up, dont you? If you going to be happy when I say that I give up, then I will willingly say that I give up. I am really trying my best to be the good daughter but you, YOU yourself make me become what i am right now. Until when must I put up with all this nonsense? tell me. You are just simply pathetic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-3858229835421236290?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3858229835421236290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3858229835421236290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3858229835421236290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3858229835421236290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/08/is-that-what-we-are.html' title='is that what we are?'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wyEfrLauTFo/TlEHpvFHDQI/AAAAAAAAArg/5kEZQph8Dpc/s72-c/DSC01577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-8549469748128450561</id><published>2011-08-19T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T16:55:27.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gzr9TThqT98/Tk4jNmwSYCI/AAAAAAAAArY/9GW7svUslII/s1600/257904_2033628167834_1458084634_32217784_300124_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gzr9TThqT98/Tk4jNmwSYCI/AAAAAAAAArY/9GW7svUslII/s400/257904_2033628167834_1458084634_32217784_300124_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642486099790159906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its P to the R to the E to the L to the I to the M - What do you get?? PRELIM!! Yeah, damn it. Its Prelim time. Dont even bother to ask me how was the paper so far. So far i see nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I am in love with Aaron Aziz. I told you i have this fetish of liking older guys. I dont know why but  I am scared that I will marry one of the Datok-datok like Datok K! EEWW. Tak selera nak buat anak. chey~ Omo, what am i thinking,exactly?Reality check- Prelim belom habis lagi please. Long way to go. Mum have been talking about marriage recently and often-ly. I am still 16 for fuck's sake. God. =.= . Okay, WHO WANNA BE MY HUSBAND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the time she actually wanted me to get engage with this one indonesian guy. Like what the hell right? Hello, what era are we in?? 50's eh? damn lah. Tak sabar nak timang cucu? wait i choose someone to have some intercourse then do it until im pregnant. Wait, where am i heading to by saying all of this again? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressure ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-8549469748128450561?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/8549469748128450561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=8549469748128450561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8549469748128450561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8549469748128450561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/08/wtf-life.html' title='WTF LIFE'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gzr9TThqT98/Tk4jNmwSYCI/AAAAAAAAArY/9GW7svUslII/s72-c/257904_2033628167834_1458084634_32217784_300124_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3199682812771945146</id><published>2011-08-13T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T01:22:21.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPAK MAKSIMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I91lYFaHxE4/TkVc0jtSahI/AAAAAAAAArQ/66_u615t1QI/s1600/P220710_17.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I91lYFaHxE4/TkVc0jtSahI/AAAAAAAAArQ/66_u615t1QI/s400/P220710_17.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640016166359558674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be exact,  yesterday was FUN FUN FUN FUN- ape orang kate- Fun to the tahap IMPAK MAKSIMA! heheheh.. went to Al-ameen to break fast with Sqin and the rest of them. Wait, im so hyped, why not i tell you guys who came along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Me&lt;br /&gt;-Mimi&lt;br /&gt;-Sqin (the star)&lt;br /&gt;-Teek (the co-start)&lt;br /&gt;-Hazirah&lt;br /&gt;- Mars&lt;br /&gt;-Mel&lt;br /&gt;-Nadhira&lt;br /&gt;-Hanafie&lt;br /&gt;-Huda&lt;br /&gt;-hana&lt;br /&gt;-ikha&lt;br /&gt;-keyra&lt;br /&gt;-amiwul&lt;br /&gt;-ariff&lt;br /&gt;-rias&lt;br /&gt;-salam&lt;br /&gt;-fitri&lt;br /&gt;-zaki&lt;br /&gt;-abang jojo&lt;br /&gt;-aqil&lt;br /&gt;-aidi&lt;br /&gt;-aidil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! basically these are the sporting people who came , theres so many mistakes happened at al-ameen. YannieLopez tak shuker. EEW! and then lepak at civic which end up we had to be screened by the police. BUT, the police officer was awesome! She(if im not mistaken), awesome to the tahap impak maksima. She joked around and all. Luckily the one who hold ciggs aint there kalau tak confirm kene sia. AND if we kena- confirm plus chop aku terajang muker they all. I dont know why but im so happy when haz asked hanafie the question. lol. Then before head back home bought DOUBLE CHOCOLATE! Had been craving for it for a long time sia. k fake, since last wednesday je. then head back home with Ikha. reached home around 1015.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shower all then watched WWE. Becca have been nagging at me. you should know the reason why lah. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, have i tell you that- sqin actually made me rushed for nothing? She texted me saying that she was otw to the bus stand and when i almost go out from house, i called her and she said shes actually was waiting for bus at the malaysia custom. =.= fun much eh? tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Then now, chatting w sqin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyebye&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/564367627287182691-3199682812771945146?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3199682812771945146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3199682812771945146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3199682812771945146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3199682812771945146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/08/impak-maksima.html' title='IMPAK MAKSIMA'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I91lYFaHxE4/TkVc0jtSahI/AAAAAAAAArQ/66_u615t1QI/s72-c/P220710_17.40.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3993694155623082997</id><published>2011-08-09T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T20:21:11.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nK0mMehMq-U/TkEirI21CoI/AAAAAAAAArI/Hlg0oGHX6E8/s1600/lopse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nK0mMehMq-U/TkEirI21CoI/AAAAAAAAArI/Hlg0oGHX6E8/s400/lopse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638826332951743106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I care too much.&lt;br /&gt;Its National Day today and I feel nothing. absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-3993694155623082997?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3993694155623082997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3993694155623082997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3993694155623082997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3993694155623082997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-think-i-care-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nK0mMehMq-U/TkEirI21CoI/AAAAAAAAArI/Hlg0oGHX6E8/s72-c/lopse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-4077808236127170227</id><published>2011-08-08T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T21:42:38.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0qt-A2V_nJQ/Tj_jRFGsFMI/AAAAAAAAArA/e7ZeuulNXek/s1600/P1010263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0qt-A2V_nJQ/Tj_jRFGsFMI/AAAAAAAAArA/e7ZeuulNXek/s400/P1010263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638475141058663618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If only my smile is what you need to forget all the troubles you have right now, I'll be volunteering myself to smile all day, just for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today Woodland Secondary School celebrated National Day. Personally, I loved the Parade the most. The sing along performances was good but yeah.. The China girl rocks! Come migrate Singapore! Come come. Okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-4077808236127170227?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/4077808236127170227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=4077808236127170227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4077808236127170227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4077808236127170227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-only-my-smile-is-what-you-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0qt-A2V_nJQ/Tj_jRFGsFMI/AAAAAAAAArA/e7ZeuulNXek/s72-c/P1010263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-203824829005967662</id><published>2011-08-05T19:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T19:46:42.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZ8lGigl8MA/TjvVqie9NMI/AAAAAAAAAq4/2b-9zw3Hy4c/s1600/P5060205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZ8lGigl8MA/TjvVqie9NMI/AAAAAAAAAq4/2b-9zw3Hy4c/s400/P5060205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637334285372175554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm off to Malaysia soon! Miss me, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love chuu &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-203824829005967662?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/203824829005967662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=203824829005967662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/203824829005967662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/203824829005967662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/08/short.html' title='Short'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZ8lGigl8MA/TjvVqie9NMI/AAAAAAAAAq4/2b-9zw3Hy4c/s72-c/P5060205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3673346413293557674</id><published>2011-08-03T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T21:05:29.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F8grirhpfJ8/Tjk9few4hcI/AAAAAAAAAqw/shIfcyJ5OHg/s1600/P7270160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F8grirhpfJ8/Tjk9few4hcI/AAAAAAAAAqw/shIfcyJ5OHg/s400/P7270160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636604019674219970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These girls up there are pillar of strength. When I have no where to go, they will automatically come to me and asked me what's wrong. We have the up and down moments and we also learnt from our mistakes to make ourselves a better friend to each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Include today, its already the third day for us, the Muslims have been fasting. I know that we can't count because it's like a very bad thing to do.Happy Fasting, Muslim people. May you fast all the way to the very end and celebrate Hari Raya with full of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today was good and at the same time it was bad. Its good because I saw someone at school and all thanks to Afiqah, it made my day. PLUS with the epic moments during English class was really a good add up to make me have a one-wonderful-day. During Math, had a good chat with Ikha, after so long we didnt talk like that. Well, both of us are suffering the same thing. Oh wait- not exactly&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the same thing&lt;/span&gt;, hers is much worse. She wanted to offer some help, but I rejected her offer because I think, until when does both of us- me and pantat, would want to depend on her? The rest,Thanks to my girls, of course. Then the bad thing- after a-full-day of fasting and all I ate was what?! Go ask nazimah. Shit to the core and she still dared to scold me. Go-to-the-toilet, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Hey, you're a stalker and so am I. Whats so shocking about it? (: It's okay, just now was the last time I am going to stalk you. Live your life well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Byebye &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-3673346413293557674?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3673346413293557674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3673346413293557674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3673346413293557674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3673346413293557674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/08/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F8grirhpfJ8/Tjk9few4hcI/AAAAAAAAAqw/shIfcyJ5OHg/s72-c/P7270160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-7829826164314174586</id><published>2011-08-01T06:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T06:30:27.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasting Month- a brighter month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bKN0uns3Tcs/TjXV7ft6bnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/DlMKrL_w0-0/s1600/jessica%2Balba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bKN0uns3Tcs/TjXV7ft6bnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/DlMKrL_w0-0/s320/jessica%2Balba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635645726827114098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just reached home from Malaysia and I have a few minutes to update bloggy because I might be too busy or tired after on.  Yeay! Its fasting month already! I hope this fasting month I wont skip even one prayer. But I know I will because school ends at 3 after that have star programmes and by then its Asar already which means I will miss Zuhur. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I wish I wish this year I could fast all the way till the end,yes?Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Alba is drop dead gorgeous and so is Megan Fox, Megan Nicole, Emma Watson and Rebecca Black... Wait, did I said Rebecca Black? Oh nonono, I was referring to MY Rebecca Nicole Lew. Love you girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims is 14 days away means exactly 2 weeks before N levels. All the best to them. Okay now , I really need to get of this website and then bathe again and then pray!No time to waste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-7829826164314174586?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/7829826164314174586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=7829826164314174586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7829826164314174586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7829826164314174586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/08/fasting-month-brighter-month.html' title='Fasting Month- a brighter month'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bKN0uns3Tcs/TjXV7ft6bnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/DlMKrL_w0-0/s72-c/jessica%2Balba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3914541545088862695</id><published>2011-07-30T16:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T17:06:12.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Long time obsessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VWYaRtktIiE/TjPCdL3EqkI/AAAAAAAAApk/pJaPgzHvSh4/s1600/P7160082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VWYaRtktIiE/TjPCdL3EqkI/AAAAAAAAApk/pJaPgzHvSh4/s400/P7160082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635061365426399810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Reached home at around 3. Today was superbly fun went to Ion and window shopping with girls. So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;many things to buy and yet have no money with us. Hate it when that happened.  Had breakfast at Popeye. Nomnomnom. Sqin , is just as wonderful as she is. I love her loads. Oh ya! she gave me this cute sock purse with canada symbol. Very cute. Gonna use it during the school time.Oh wait, for what I bring wallet to school? its fasting month. Muahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFvp2DTrRMs/TjPI-ylQYfI/AAAAAAAAAqE/c9o9IWsKYx8/s1600/heels%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFvp2DTrRMs/TjPI-ylQYfI/AAAAAAAAAqE/c9o9IWsKYx8/s320/heels%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635068539826102770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KjItjg9HQQA/TjPJMcQdfAI/AAAAAAAAAqM/_YfY9vetcLM/s1600/heels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KjItjg9HQQA/TjPJMcQdfAI/AAAAAAAAAqM/_YfY9vetcLM/s320/heels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635068774351469570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I want to have this heels PLEASE!!!!! Anyone willing to buy for me?! OmG! Haiss, I need to wait after Ns and then work back to uss and then have money then shopping habis-habisan. Okay, or maybe after raya? Asal kene tunggu sampai lepas N? kan ader duit raya coming up.. *mata duitan* $.$ Kachinggg! Just saw so many many many heels and dresses and shirts and skirts and bras? k part bras, just fake. aiss, fake fake fake, go and die ah! =.= Okay, if anyone wanna buy for me that heels, my size is 37.5 or 38. OMG! Tak tau malunyerrrr. muahhhh. will love you forever if you buy me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/107771/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-3914541545088862695?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3914541545088862695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3914541545088862695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3914541545088862695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3914541545088862695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/07/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VWYaRtktIiE/TjPCdL3EqkI/AAAAAAAAApk/pJaPgzHvSh4/s72-c/P7160082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-7976355475400994533</id><published>2011-07-30T02:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T02:29:13.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muahc</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uhhHmTWiJY0/TjL5Q3NIuPI/AAAAAAAAApc/2q0Hk4-S6wA/s1600/241402_10150211104089116_638164115_7115805_1659835_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uhhHmTWiJY0/TjL5Q3NIuPI/AAAAAAAAApc/2q0Hk4-S6wA/s400/241402_10150211104089116_638164115_7115805_1659835_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634840151886182642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's coming home~ COming home~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, She is in SINGAPORE!! And tomorrow, i mean today at 9 will be meeting her and the girls. muah muah muah. Miss her loads sia! Go town or whut? chey~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIctures should be taken- its a necessary thing to do. lol. But cant be with her that long because i need to rush back to go to jb then. haiss. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wont be able to update bloggy and twitter. miss me please? Despo people talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MONDAY WE WILL START FASTING! I dont know why but i dont have the mood to puasa or raya this year. its kinda boring w/o my grandparents from nazimah;s side (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;they died) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and my granddad on my dad;s side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(still alive and currently in Indonesia) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. I miss them alot. I want to celebrate raya at Aunt Mary's i australia, can i? N level N level. Gonna go to Australia;s university to be with Aunt Mary. She so fun to be with and Uncle John too! wowowoww. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I like you forever Md Irfan Bin Salleh. Tell me how to stop liking you? Do you want me to stop liking you? Tell me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh ! Justin Bieber song on 987 now- that should be me. lol whatever lah jb ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye. chiaos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/564367627287182691-7976355475400994533?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/7976355475400994533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=7976355475400994533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7976355475400994533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7976355475400994533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/07/muahc.html' title='muahc'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uhhHmTWiJY0/TjL5Q3NIuPI/AAAAAAAAApc/2q0Hk4-S6wA/s72-c/241402_10150211104089116_638164115_7115805_1659835_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-7698327155912363634</id><published>2011-07-29T06:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T07:03:54.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwGe0N8Z34s/TjHqJEiXeAI/AAAAAAAAApU/OdfFpmoVi0o/s1600/P7160123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwGe0N8Z34s/TjHqJEiXeAI/AAAAAAAAApU/OdfFpmoVi0o/s400/P7160123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634542050374809602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My life is already have a lot drama and i thought you could watch it and comment on it but you did the otherwise- you became one of the actress. Wonderful job, Nazimah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im totally hurt by your actions. When I stop crying,it means i stop trying to make you happy and proud. But wait, did you ever feel proud of me after what Ive done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-7698327155912363634?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/7698327155912363634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=7698327155912363634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7698327155912363634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7698327155912363634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-life-is-already-have-lot-drama-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwGe0N8Z34s/TjHqJEiXeAI/AAAAAAAAApU/OdfFpmoVi0o/s72-c/P7160123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-5390199409170480648</id><published>2011-07-25T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T00:10:05.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When theres no light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Atnbk5UAoWA/Ti2QOazBCiI/AAAAAAAAApM/qkRhALYuLmQ/s1600/bo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Atnbk5UAoWA/Ti2QOazBCiI/AAAAAAAAApM/qkRhALYuLmQ/s400/bo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633317286296226338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Looking at the picture, I have realised that I still cant find the 3/4 pants which pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun and so was the other previous day. At JB, I get the chance to actually drive a car! YES, DRIVE A CAR. Erm, not toy car please. It was fun. Thanks Dad, You're awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I dont like my mum. Iskandar said i need some help from the councillor. Well, I said: I dont give a dang about my mum. Yes, i am a bad girl. Anak durhaka kan aku? Hi mak, aku jadi macam gini pasal kau,kay? Kau tak pernah nak faham aku. Kau cumer tau pasal anak jantan kau je. Ah tgk ah, kau sakit,siape jage? aku ke anak jantan kau tu? aku jugak yg sengkang mate jage kau. And what you returned to me? Scolding me like hell just because i didnt pick up your anak jantan stuff. First thing first, since tu anak jantan kau nye barang why must i pick up for him? and i had enough of the reasons " kau tu perempuan" k,aku perempuan abeh kau? hais, whatever happened to you dont make it affect my studies. You are such a burden to me. I wanna go old and have my own apartment. Mum, i hope you realised that the one who has suffered alot is me not him. Pretty much hurt me. If one day, I shout at you and use the vulgarities, dont blame me. Its all your faults. Sorry but right now I cant say the " iloveyou" to you anymore because it hurts me so much. Yes, that deep is the scar that you left in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, i wanna sleep&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-5390199409170480648?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/5390199409170480648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=5390199409170480648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5390199409170480648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5390199409170480648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-theres-no-light.html' title='When theres no light'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Atnbk5UAoWA/Ti2QOazBCiI/AAAAAAAAApM/qkRhALYuLmQ/s72-c/bo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3271813932671875592</id><published>2011-07-23T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T17:38:36.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dyaSDddpkBo/TiqWBSI4-VI/AAAAAAAAApE/qbYeKHwArx4/s1600/257904_2033628167834_1458084634_32217784_300124_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dyaSDddpkBo/TiqWBSI4-VI/AAAAAAAAApE/qbYeKHwArx4/s400/257904_2033628167834_1458084634_32217784_300124_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632479232773388626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I am hurt again, I wont blame you but for now, please dont be nice to me. I need some space to make myself think. Dont chat wih me for now. Lets wait till our big exams are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye,love you and miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-3271813932671875592?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3271813932671875592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3271813932671875592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3271813932671875592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3271813932671875592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-i-am-hurt-again-i-wont-blame-you-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dyaSDddpkBo/TiqWBSI4-VI/AAAAAAAAApE/qbYeKHwArx4/s72-c/257904_2033628167834_1458084634_32217784_300124_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-5072366081200302825</id><published>2011-07-21T02:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T02:27:56.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moonster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TqZhlGCEZ-g/TicculUT_7I/AAAAAAAAAo8/5WbITviWuB8/s1600/218509_1912977431641_1458084634_32050190_8010861_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TqZhlGCEZ-g/TicculUT_7I/AAAAAAAAAo8/5WbITviWuB8/s400/218509_1912977431641_1458084634_32050190_8010861_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631501445666963378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its 221 in the morning and i still havent sleep, its not that i dont want to sleep but i cant. I need to take care of my brother. So, ill take care o him as long a i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching Eiffel,im in love and Apa Ertinya Cinta for the 2nd time. A good indonesia movie. I love the main actor- but i dont know who is he. who is he? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today is Thursday, wont be going to school later because I need to bring my brother to the clinic but the fever is almost gone now after I compressed some ice on his forehead and elbows. Haiss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my fringe to bang! bang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh that bang remind me of yesterday's game. We played a game again in our Malay class- its called BANG! awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friday gonna wear the baju kebaya that i wore for the last time jalan raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiss, I wanna change. ):&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why but i want to change- change as in EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-5072366081200302825?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/5072366081200302825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=5072366081200302825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5072366081200302825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5072366081200302825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/07/moonster.html' title='moonster'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TqZhlGCEZ-g/TicculUT_7I/AAAAAAAAAo8/5WbITviWuB8/s72-c/218509_1912977431641_1458084634_32050190_8010861_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3398285926670715982</id><published>2011-07-20T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T19:11:41.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5luEjf9O84/Tia0OzugwlI/AAAAAAAAAo0/AYOh4E-omCA/s1600/P7160082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5luEjf9O84/Tia0OzugwlI/AAAAAAAAAo0/AYOh4E-omCA/s400/P7160082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631386550569845330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reached home at 430 sharp- kay not really that sharp but its around there. Hanafie was so sweet to actually make one big round just to send me. He even wanted to drop me off right infront of my lift- wahsei. but me, a good friend- no, a very very very good friend to be exact, asked him to not to drop me off. chey. its good enough that he actually waited for me alight first when his house is at the first stop out from 903. HUH? Understand? I dont think i understand what im saying. What did I said? ah yes- he was so sweet just now. damn sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Click clack click clack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was supposed to be fun- because its WEDNESDAY- which means there are Accident Chicken Rice- Nasi Ayam Penyet, to be exact. BUT, I didnt eat that. Instead of having that, I ate at the Western Food Stall. Then had Math Mock test. Let me ask you, what is MILLISECOND? Like seriously, I dont know sia. Kay, I know lah I stupid you smart. haiss. Susah lah orang macam gini. Back to the story- i didnt enjoy myself that much today and the worse thing is - IDK WHY ! yeayyyyy. Oh ya- early in the morning- I had FnN test and I didnt even do revision sia! I totally forgot that I have test today. Surprisingly, I managed to do it. Syukur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;My brother is sick. Its really upset to see him like that. In my entire 16 years of life, i NEVER see him having high fever- NEVER. when he does, i feel really sad. Oh now i know why today isnt a good day! haiss, see how much I love my brother. Please pray hard that he will get well soon! His bodeh is so hot, you can actually cook an egg with it. k lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i miss you fcking much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-3398285926670715982?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3398285926670715982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3398285926670715982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3398285926670715982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3398285926670715982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/07/yes.html' title='yes'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5luEjf9O84/Tia0OzugwlI/AAAAAAAAAo0/AYOh4E-omCA/s72-c/P7160082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-5246974639447228351</id><published>2011-07-19T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T23:06:38.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a game outta me and you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NeO6MP80dRE/TiWYrOinDOI/AAAAAAAAAos/eBsNG7j0EPI/s1600/183467_202567126420255_100000009078948_807492_8092944_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NeO6MP80dRE/TiWYrOinDOI/AAAAAAAAAos/eBsNG7j0EPI/s400/183467_202567126420255_100000009078948_807492_8092944_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631074777501732066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I've posted this picture once- ok,maybe more than once, but Im out of pictures! Now that i used to post everything with a picture, I feel awkward when I didnt have a picture. weird ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, let me see, school ended at 1pm because the O students have LC and the worse thing about today is that, I didnt wish him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Hey, Pantat, all the best for  tomorrow, you better do your best ah" - sad thing. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But, I dont think he need it. Haisss. After school, went to library to study. I've finished up my homeworks and revision for today. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm still disappointed that I didn't wish him and why is that?! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Yannie, for God;s sake, you wish him or not, it wouldn't make any different! Get that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SO, where did I stopped? AH yes, about revision- yeah Ive done it for today. So tomorrow will have FnN test and Math Mock test. All the best to me, yes? Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I planned to go straight to bed after I come back from my tuition and guess what?! IM STILL HERE! woohooo~ god. Im so thirsty and I drank Keyra;s water like more than her and I asked my mum to make tea for me and the whole jug is finished - HAIS,minum macam gajah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Gajah- we played this game - Kangaroo, Tikus and Gajah during malay class. It was fun. I dont know that I could only say those 3 animals ONLY, so I went to the middle and confident confident said "BEROK" and point to Hambali- then mr ahmad said, i cant do that. Paiseyh much, yes? I thought I want to say "BABI" then point to elfy. chey~ joke mah. But seriously, I had that on mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will change my blog song and seriously, why did i put this song on the first place? god. oh yeah because i am a big fan of drake. Drake, Eminem, Nicki Minaj, Lil Wayne- Awesome people on EARTH!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont forget justin bibs- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#OMGTHATWASJUSTAFAKECONFESSION &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah , i finished typing shits outta me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bai, babis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/564367627287182691-5246974639447228351?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/5246974639447228351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=5246974639447228351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5246974639447228351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5246974639447228351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/07/game-outta-me-and-you.html' title='a game outta me and you'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NeO6MP80dRE/TiWYrOinDOI/AAAAAAAAAos/eBsNG7j0EPI/s72-c/183467_202567126420255_100000009078948_807492_8092944_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-221630408275195164</id><published>2011-07-18T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T21:46:06.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live= Life is very exciting :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVL6Oghiu0E/TiQwpnQq8oI/AAAAAAAAAok/ezWP9eWL-As/s1600/P7160109-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVL6Oghiu0E/TiQwpnQq8oI/AAAAAAAAAok/ezWP9eWL-As/s400/P7160109-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630678925591638658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sad life; was hoping for him to online but he didnt. I just want to say; "Hey, Pantat, all the best for tomorrow, you better do your best ah". I  guess, I'll keep it to myself. Well, I am still praying that he would online soon. (: *cros-finger* Yeah, I know I could text him but I scared after just one text we would continue texting each other and then, he would feel bad again because he will need to say to me that he need to focus on his studies. AGAIN. See, I considerate,right? Susah tau nak dapat orang macam saya. Haiss. Angkat buahs jap. chey~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Monday , 10 days to Malay N level Oral and 11 days to 3 important days for me-&lt;br /&gt;1) Nurul Asyiqin is coming back to Little Red Dot&lt;br /&gt;2) Nur Hazirah's 16 birthday&lt;br /&gt;3) Zuriyani's medical check up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is our fasting month again? Haiss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this boy name Huzaifah is seriously making me angry. He is so despo sia for relationship. Trust me, when I said despo, I really really mean it. God. I told him I like someone else, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which you guys know who :D&lt;/span&gt;, he still pestered me sia. pfft. Mintak kene satu terajang+ sidekick+tojang+penumbuk sia this boy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Fir, well, I still have'nt reply him yet. Haiss, he texted me just now and I know he wanted to ask me what is my answer. Should I say no or yes? and and the flowers he gave me, dah mati sia! god. I forget to change the water for 2 days only then die. Mampus ah. Like he will ask like that. Kay boys, lesson learnt.. if you want to give flowers to a girl, give the fake one and then spray perfume on it- that will last longer+ nice smell+no need the girl's attention= EASY JOB FOR GIRLS. YEAYYY! k merepek. But seriously ah, for me, you dont need to give me flowers, you just need to give me FOOD! yeaayyyy. budak gemok berbual. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just check my facebook and nope, he still not online. Grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye. Nak play Bubble Island then buat ape yg patut.amaciams?&lt;br /&gt;ok sudah tentu.&lt;br /&gt;oh shit, baru tadi ingat nak study.&lt;br /&gt;HAISSSSSSS&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-221630408275195164?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/221630408275195164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=221630408275195164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/221630408275195164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/221630408275195164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/07/live-live-is-very-exciting-d.html' title='Live= Life is very exciting :D'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVL6Oghiu0E/TiQwpnQq8oI/AAAAAAAAAok/ezWP9eWL-As/s72-c/P7160109-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-7960647622799546739</id><published>2011-07-17T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T21:58:09.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh, internet this days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S57inn8eGWg/TiLqW3bHJcI/AAAAAAAAAoc/rjNQoSO6mUk/s1600/P7160105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S57inn8eGWg/TiLqW3bHJcI/AAAAAAAAAoc/rjNQoSO6mUk/s400/P7160105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630320162722227650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I give up sia on facebook chat. Why cant he read my message?! Wesheme?! Fed up sia. Then now he offline already.. see ah.. suay ah lu facebook. Grrrrrrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at 8, i just returned back from Masai. Yes, I went to Misai, k no, Masai. Its awfully hot there and theres alot of mosquitoes. But the best thing i like about there is that i felt so fresh after a great shower. Awesome sia. Nothing much happened there, just accompanied mum and dad over there to meet the cousins and stuff. i dont really enjoy myself there. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomrrow school start, guess what? I just wash my uniforms+socks and stuff. Then havent iron yet. godd. Homeworks, no need to say ah. Its so obvious that Mimi tk buat. chey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , internet is lagging and it seems that the pictures I upload at photobucket is amost done. So, after that, prepare all the school stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay chiaos, you motherplucking. (:&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-7960647622799546739?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/7960647622799546739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=7960647622799546739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7960647622799546739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7960647622799546739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/07/eh-internet-this-days.html' title='eh, internet this days'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S57inn8eGWg/TiLqW3bHJcI/AAAAAAAAAoc/rjNQoSO6mUk/s72-c/P7160105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-6064428502476159118</id><published>2011-07-15T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T20:57:31.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANUGERAH PLANET MUSIK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5tHreyAKYk0/TiA2JbQe0gI/AAAAAAAAAoU/He44_XZ7oe4/s1600/P221010_20.45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5tHreyAKYk0/TiA2JbQe0gI/AAAAAAAAAoU/He44_XZ7oe4/s400/P221010_20.45.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629559069776728578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;APM  will start soon and so I will take this time to update my bloggy.&lt;br /&gt;When things turn out to be so good, theres always someone or sometwo or somethree who would actually ruin it. Without fail, that would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Mars's 16th birtday and well me and cyk actually recorded a video and wanted to post it on facebook BUT i dont know what happened. The video is gone. Yes, gone.It was fun to see her sad then surprised and stuff. I was bash-ed by Emel tho its not my birthday. -.- So, I went back home with my uniform wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While listening to the song which Mimi recommended to me, I realised one thing- the story between me and him is over. Like seriously over. I know right that mimi actually wanna help me but i think i failed her again. I think she will be pissed off by me and i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, MImi just texted me and she reached at APM venue already and said that " OMG CAPRICE AND NIKIRFAN IS SO HOT! "and I am very very very jealous.. Haisssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a problem, Fir asked me for a relationship. I think I want to accept him but... Yannie yannie, you cant accept someone out of sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye. apm nk start!&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/564367627287182691-6064428502476159118?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/6064428502476159118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=6064428502476159118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6064428502476159118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6064428502476159118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/07/anugerah-planet-musik.html' title='ANUGERAH PLANET MUSIK'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5tHreyAKYk0/TiA2JbQe0gI/AAAAAAAAAoU/He44_XZ7oe4/s72-c/P221010_20.45.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-440773878640979727</id><published>2011-07-14T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T18:26:35.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuituitui</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IgV2lWHRkM/Th7ESsQZy7I/AAAAAAAAAoM/85e3lcrZm7U/s1600/yannei%2Bdaruwin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IgV2lWHRkM/Th7ESsQZy7I/AAAAAAAAAoM/85e3lcrZm7U/s400/yannei%2Bdaruwin1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629152409656347570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The bigger it is the better kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me see, Caprice coming to Singapore and I need one kind hearted person to actually remind me to watch APM tomorrow. Please la, I dont want to miss it. I am obsessed w Caprice. K no, I actually obsessed with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Md Irfan Bin Salleh. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Heh :D I was super duper happy, like damn happy ah like that. Question was answered. Muaheheheh. Today because just one news, I smile the whole day. whoah~ see how affective the news is? HUH?=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was doing my math just now at the school library and believe it or not my rusty brain could actually work pretty well inside the library. Very erm, convenient? Okay whatever. Seriously my stomach so hungry, my head so pain but my mouth still smile.. k lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now right, Mr Phillip ke ai warned me and the guys not to play basketball because erm what ah? I forget ah. Hell k. He took the ball and we left with nothing. So, lepak at canteen while waiting for class to start. Then went to library to do some maths and then borrowed a book and then went home. Why am I so detailed today? Confirm happy. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I want to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather so hot. Im black back to back.&lt;br /&gt;Why so hot  during my mp? why? wesheme? aiya.. duipuchi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k xiexie for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;taichian.&lt;br /&gt;&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/564367627287182691-440773878640979727?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/440773878640979727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=440773878640979727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/440773878640979727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/440773878640979727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/07/tuituitui.html' title='tuituitui'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IgV2lWHRkM/Th7ESsQZy7I/AAAAAAAAAoM/85e3lcrZm7U/s72-c/yannei%2Bdaruwin1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-5865465158761754707</id><published>2011-07-13T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T17:03:38.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wesheme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kOgSgMsQa9g/Th23CKRNo3I/AAAAAAAAAn8/JWu3Ulmt0Wc/s1600/edites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kOgSgMsQa9g/Th23CKRNo3I/AAAAAAAAAn8/JWu3Ulmt0Wc/s320/edites.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628856357027160946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been so long since I updated my blog. I actually wanted to update but the thought of "hey, who is reading your damn blog?" make me go "nehhhhh, next time ah" And when I say "next time", gawd, the next time is like you know the next lifetime next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Semester or issit term, I am very stress up and i dont know what to do- as in, how to start study. Yes, ive been staybacking? after school to do my works and stuff. I dont care now if I stay back alone and look like a loner or what cos I know its for my own good, yeah ? Yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see, 4 days to go for Mars's birthdat. 23 more days to Hazirah's birthday and few 27 days to what? fasting month? looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got something to tell as in you know just to make some interesting thing. HUH? =.= k whatever. I just want to know like really really know if what ikha said is true or not. As in the fact that he asked ikha if i would wait for him and stuff? sedeh pe cerite aku? aigoo~ dah lah nk tgk bintang. HUH? -.- merepek per&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off now. bye ah.&lt;br /&gt;ape aku update pon aku tk tahu. whatever leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;sayonara&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-5865465158761754707?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/5865465158761754707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=5865465158761754707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5865465158761754707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5865465158761754707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/07/wesheme.html' title='wesheme'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kOgSgMsQa9g/Th23CKRNo3I/AAAAAAAAAn8/JWu3Ulmt0Wc/s72-c/edites.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-6041762699487468013</id><published>2011-06-29T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T00:33:16.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L3Ch2UMQXqk/TgoBAnq69cI/AAAAAAAAAnw/tHMMLQo0SXI/s1600/P6170046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L3Ch2UMQXqk/TgoBAnq69cI/AAAAAAAAAnw/tHMMLQo0SXI/s400/P6170046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623308194886120898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let make this big as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Muhd Irfan Bin Salleh, i like you damn much. Be nice towards me please.&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-6041762699487468013?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/6041762699487468013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=6041762699487468013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6041762699487468013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6041762699487468013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/06/let-make-this-big-as-possible.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L3Ch2UMQXqk/TgoBAnq69cI/AAAAAAAAAnw/tHMMLQo0SXI/s72-c/P6170046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-1664960498819810442</id><published>2011-06-27T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T21:06:33.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im dope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I'm Dope, are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gY9PjEAp__o/Tgh_CnVraFI/AAAAAAAAAno/jvCuzeZ9NKw/s1600/P6260116-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 143px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gY9PjEAp__o/Tgh_CnVraFI/AAAAAAAAAno/jvCuzeZ9NKw/s400/P6260116-1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622883817668438098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Im cool. Im cool. With everyshit that happened, Im still cool. Im cool because Im dope. Chey bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the school reopened. It was cool, fun. Because I am dope. HAHA. We laughed alot damn alot. Because we are dope. Austin Mahone is also a dope. HAHAHA. Stop it sia with the dope thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay need to do homeworks and search for my skirt and tie. Shit, I dont even know why on earth I should wear the time since I stepped down already. Its okay, Im cool cos Im dope. Heh:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye, dopers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-1664960498819810442?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/1664960498819810442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=1664960498819810442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1664960498819810442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1664960498819810442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-dope.html' title='Im dope'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gY9PjEAp__o/Tgh_CnVraFI/AAAAAAAAAno/jvCuzeZ9NKw/s72-c/P6260116-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-358038194912345698</id><published>2011-06-23T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T16:33:38.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0huNqj62Q5I/TgL35bWgdWI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ym7FGWdo4Ls/s1600/P6120028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0huNqj62Q5I/TgL35bWgdWI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ym7FGWdo4Ls/s320/P6120028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621327850878563682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things just ain't the same and i needed a change.&lt;br /&gt;Change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, broken promises, broken heart&lt;br /&gt;I hate that part&lt;br /&gt;but life got to move on&lt;br /&gt;cos the world doesn't revolve around&lt;br /&gt;around you and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me or hate me&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a damn&lt;br /&gt;what I care is him,my man&lt;br /&gt;who heal my wound&lt;br /&gt;when i thought i will not be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lost of words&lt;br /&gt;never thought it came out so real&lt;br /&gt;You Shoot the flying birds&lt;br /&gt;Just like making a deal&lt;br /&gt;outta me and i feel like kicking your bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are&lt;br /&gt;come and go anytime you want&lt;br /&gt;When you do that,i feel like throwing you into a cage of bear&lt;br /&gt;And after that Ill make sure I realised that you're not the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I saw in you&lt;br /&gt;that made me fall deeply for you&lt;br /&gt;but what i know&lt;br /&gt;all of that is just like a puppy love&lt;br /&gt;which will happen again&lt;br /&gt;after I left you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a roman stone&lt;br /&gt;but i know who i am&lt;br /&gt;I will work out of my bone&lt;br /&gt;and try to be like Eminem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i dream big&lt;br /&gt;but my momma say its okay to do so&lt;br /&gt;Cos dreaming believing and&lt;br /&gt;seeing deceiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye bye.&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-358038194912345698?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/358038194912345698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=358038194912345698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/358038194912345698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/358038194912345698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/06/wth.html' title='WTH'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0huNqj62Q5I/TgL35bWgdWI/AAAAAAAAAnY/ym7FGWdo4Ls/s72-c/P6120028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-4005514218477040309</id><published>2011-06-18T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T02:06:58.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0PxQBiBg2cQ/TfuOn84nvPI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/xksdzSFOsL0/s1600/P6120040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0PxQBiBg2cQ/TfuOn84nvPI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/xksdzSFOsL0/s320/P6120040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619241777084480754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Psst, I am 16 years old already. Happy Birthday to myself, Farah and Hafiz. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was awesome. Fetched mummy at novena and head to my favourite Poppeye place and celebrate over there. then head to bugis to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay you know what. i think ill update later. bye.&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-4005514218477040309?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/4005514218477040309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=4005514218477040309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4005514218477040309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4005514218477040309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/06/psst-i-am-16-years-old-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0PxQBiBg2cQ/TfuOn84nvPI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/xksdzSFOsL0/s72-c/P6120040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-2624498136524096958</id><published>2011-06-14T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T01:17:47.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DKMmRSWLKbs/TfY3RglatDI/AAAAAAAAAnI/aq165nzErPY/s1600/257904_2033628167834_1458084634_32217784_300124_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DKMmRSWLKbs/TfY3RglatDI/AAAAAAAAAnI/aq165nzErPY/s320/257904_2033628167834_1458084634_32217784_300124_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617738359135450162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you are reading this or not because some say you did and some say you have no time to read this kind of stuff. Well whatever it is, I am still going to tell you/ blog what I want to tell. I don't want this thing to bug me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you know that in between us there will be no more such things as "Just A Friend". Whatever happened, has changed something great about us. I wish both of us could be the way it used to be. All the things that you actually told me that you would make it happen, I just can't make myself believe it - believe in you to make your words come true. However, I still like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know, hoping for you to text is something I do EVERY DAY? It is so funny to think back about us. It makes me laugh and at the same time sad. No, not cry. I won't cry. I won't shed a single tears. I have promised to myself. Meeting someone who actually like me didn't change a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;After reading this, I could ensure you that these things I am going to state below would probably come into your head or the things you might do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) This post is so emotional because it doesn't sound like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2) You find it very funny to see me posted this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3) Laugh upon my emotional post that came exactly from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4) Think I am too young to know all this things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Okay okay, I will see what I could do to improve my life. HEEHAW! I don't know why I laughed. I think that means I need to go to my bed and ask why. Okay lame shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/564367627287182691-2624498136524096958?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/2624498136524096958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=2624498136524096958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2624498136524096958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2624498136524096958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-know-now.html' title='I know now'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DKMmRSWLKbs/TfY3RglatDI/AAAAAAAAAnI/aq165nzErPY/s72-c/257904_2033628167834_1458084634_32217784_300124_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3665390894137425302</id><published>2011-06-11T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T00:21:48.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Cena keaiii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N2QqiPKqAEc/TfJDBYyeyeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/odsVx7BgJe4/s1600/john%2Bcena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N2QqiPKqAEc/TfJDBYyeyeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/odsVx7BgJe4/s320/john%2Bcena.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616625376397543906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am TOTALLY in love with him right now. I just finished watching WWE on Ch 5 and you know, this guy up there, John Cena, in case you dont know. HE HIMSELF wiped off the water from his fan's face that was thrown by this black nigga arsehole. Seriously, that nigga stop it sia attitude. How can he pour the water?! Furthermore, he won it through cheating sia. He went off from ring every time Cena hit him. Wth right? Then suddenly went into the crowd. Shit sia. I hate him so much. Even the narrator agree that he talked too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, anyway, I was just touched by what Cena did. I didn't expect him to do that eh. Helping out his fans. So awesome Please. Now,  i am in love with him! GAGAGAGA. JOHN CENA FOREVER! &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, oh no,  I meant today, I will be going to Malaysia and meet my dad. BUT before that.... hilmi first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am watching Scary Movie 4- the son is hot. Superbly hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yannie Daruwin&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-3665390894137425302?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3665390894137425302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3665390894137425302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3665390894137425302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3665390894137425302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/06/john-cena-keaiii.html' title='John Cena keaiii'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N2QqiPKqAEc/TfJDBYyeyeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/odsVx7BgJe4/s72-c/john%2Bcena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-648592618729201708</id><published>2011-06-10T14:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T17:25:53.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me i this is a revenge or what</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKpyR5XzwD0/TfG6Urla55I/AAAAAAAAAm4/JrBWPMn97a8/s1600/P1010262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKpyR5XzwD0/TfG6Urla55I/AAAAAAAAAm4/JrBWPMn97a8/s320/P1010262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616475074767546258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy girls are the luckiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, tomorrow before I go and meet Shao Wei for tutoring, I will meet Hilmi first. In case you guys don't know, he is the one who like me but don't have the gut to tell me so. But he told me yesterday about his feelings. You know, i dont know if I want to do this or not. To think back, I just realised that the reason I am doing this is to make myself stop thinking and worrying about Irfan. Whatever.  So yeah, I am going to meet him tomorrow. It seems like I am moving on from Irfan now huh? A good start I guess. I wonder what will he realised after I go to someone else. Tsk. Pity much hah? Now, I can be called as the girl version of Casanova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I want to go to take another shower because it freaking effing hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! my brother should be in SIngapore already. So any mins from now, he can knock the door! I want to get ready first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adiosss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-648592618729201708?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/648592618729201708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=648592618729201708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/648592618729201708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/648592618729201708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/06/tell-me-i-this-is-revenge-or-what.html' title='Tell me i this is a revenge or what'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKpyR5XzwD0/TfG6Urla55I/AAAAAAAAAm4/JrBWPMn97a8/s72-c/P1010262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-7799176709562143502</id><published>2011-06-09T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T01:25:41.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shouldnt have any hope left</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4kBWeJXWBpw/Te-rLMSmpXI/AAAAAAAAAmw/62c_r7grxvs/s1600/P1010357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4kBWeJXWBpw/Te-rLMSmpXI/AAAAAAAAAmw/62c_r7grxvs/s320/P1010357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615895469120464242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;When things are really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;y bright for me, I thought there will be no storms. Now I heard thunder. What next? Lightning , maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, when will this guy ever realise that he is the only one that I am thinking day and night. Why cant he know that he is the one who will affected my mood? Damn it. Just imagine, after I said Sorry to him and willing to do anything to make it up to him and all he said was "Ohh" Wow, eh this guy. Now, I wont fucking effing riffing care anymore. Now, I totally give up. Give up on everything that have any relation with him. The next time he come back, I will just play along. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;(i think i should keep that first. well you know me, i always change my mind). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Anyway, my beloved brother is now at Cambodia with his friends. I wonder what could he be doing right now? I miss him so much. Damn much. The house is very creepy silent without him. Without him my life is incomplete. Wowwwwwww. He will be back by Friday, I think. Now, I suddenly remembered the time when I went to Cambodia. The best memories I ever had in my Secondary School life with Nurul Asyiqin. Miss that memories. I also remembered how my brother laughed at me when he saw me packing up my stuff into the luggage. Now , I am laughing to myself when I remembered how he packed his stuff. I helped him. He was so funny. While typing this, I realised how lucky I am to have a brother like him. Muhammad Zulkarnail Bin Daruwin, come back as soon as possible please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I went to Malaysia with my mum to celebrate my Dad's success. He successed to pass his 2ND driving lesson after 4 times. Wow. I wonder how come he didn't give all this while after many times of failing. Yeah, but he don't want to have any cars right now. I wonder, if he doesn't want the car, why take the license? I think he scared what other might think. Haiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished cooking Pasta. I started cooking at 11 pm and ended at 1230. I am not trying to self proclaimed or anything but the taste is delicious! See ah who cooked it. YaNNIEEEEEEEEE! lol. Exagerate sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I want to turn in after watching totally spies and clean up all the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyebyebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-7799176709562143502?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/7799176709562143502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=7799176709562143502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7799176709562143502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7799176709562143502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/06/shouldnt-have-any-hope-left.html' title='Shouldnt have any hope left'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4kBWeJXWBpw/Te-rLMSmpXI/AAAAAAAAAmw/62c_r7grxvs/s72-c/P1010357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-926105324977794848</id><published>2011-06-05T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T22:51:55.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watcha say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tfHziXfGSo0/TetcOiRYU5I/AAAAAAAAAmo/ootXjKZn9SQ/s1600/P6040403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tfHziXfGSo0/TetcOiRYU5I/AAAAAAAAAmo/ootXjKZn9SQ/s320/P6040403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614682765235082130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Well, those up there are not my cousins from Masai, they are from Singapore. Well there are photos of them but I cant find it. Oh by the way, I am typing thru screen keyboard so Im kinda slow. Bear it with cos you just reading it not typing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So today was great, eventho I stayed at home the whole day. Chat with Sqin and then she tagged me and the rest of us ( her Singapore friends ) in a comment which she said that she will come back and stuff. I was the first one who comment and then suddenly this guy name Josh, her canada friend, comment. He asked what is eyes , nose and ear in Malay and bla bla. Then I was so pissed off because he like disturb my moment, I said "taik hidung". Surprisingly, he asked what is that. Lol. I said it was wasted food that came out from our body. The convo was long and fun! ANd in the end, im not pissed anymore! Heh. Boogers. That Josh guy is funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sqin actually told him that I said to her that he was funny. *paisey please* . Sqin asked me to add him on facebook but think back, later he thought im such a flirt. So, yeah. Keep that thought aside. Sqin , on the other hand, never stop bragging that the three of us would be become a BFFS and stuff if i were there and decided, if we cant be bff in real life, why dont we be bff on fb? HAHAH. joker kan ni anak? lol. Chat with her for like almost 4 hours and she still said she missed me. Awww. Anw, she and Josh made my day. (: I've been reading the comments like for 10 times already and laugh all over again. Heheheh. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I don't think theres class tomorrow. Should I do my revision? But I cant do revision alone liao. I need someone to guide me and help me. I told Shao Wei to teach me on Saturday. Shit, if i know theres no class tomorrow, i would ask him to meet me tomorrow instead. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant access to my twitter account and i seriously am pissed off by that. Shitaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;OKay gtg. byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-926105324977794848?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/926105324977794848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=926105324977794848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/926105324977794848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/926105324977794848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/06/watcha-say.html' title='Watcha say?'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tfHziXfGSo0/TetcOiRYU5I/AAAAAAAAAmo/ootXjKZn9SQ/s72-c/P6040403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-4763027027974057921</id><published>2011-06-05T00:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T00:51:14.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me repeat yesterday's date- 4/6/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n6Iwyaz1mtY/TepdOiNnTmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/DUNKhYmGE4A/s1600/P1010264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n6Iwyaz1mtY/TepdOiNnTmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/DUNKhYmGE4A/s320/P1010264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614402389754203746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If there's any chance that I could replay a day, I will sure choose today &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(4th June)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Let me tell you why. Today&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(4th June)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I had endless fun time with the people around me and well, let me say Pan is included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Esplanade - my family "tempat biasa", yeah, went there with cousins from Masai. Took damn hundreds of pictures. Anyway, I somehow kinda regret for asking the little girl to wear that dress. Well, that dress is nice but since her body have no shape, it kinda ruin the dress's characters. Plus with her hairstyle.. OMG. Okay, I am bad. Speaking the truth please.Oh ya, while typing these things, both of them are beside me snoring away. Must be so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that head to Om's house and another fun time! This time, its with my Singaporean cousins. I love them please. BUt, I cant really get to have fun with them because of my cousins from Masai. Well, my mum kept on bragging about me being mean because I dont entertain them. Irritating shit though. When i called them, they refused to come with me, then in the end, i just ignore them and have fun with the fun people. Photos are yet to upload. Next time ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan- cleared things up with him and yeah this time, if i have the chance to have him. I wont waste this chance. Heh:D He is back and he said he feel good about this. I dont know if I misunderstand the way he said that, but from my point of view, its something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylah, got to rest. tomorrow going to send this 2 back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye!&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-4763027027974057921?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/4763027027974057921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=4763027027974057921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4763027027974057921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4763027027974057921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/06/let-me-repeat-yesterdays-date-462011.html' title='Let me repeat yesterday&apos;s date- 4/6/2011'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n6Iwyaz1mtY/TepdOiNnTmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/DUNKhYmGE4A/s72-c/P1010264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-6037183639920422230</id><published>2011-06-03T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T00:14:22.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SFY1gn_R88/TekFJjIZzCI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/X2glKEfALdA/s1600/P5060233.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SFY1gn_R88/TekFJjIZzCI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/X2glKEfALdA/s320/P5060233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614024072101481506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey ho hey ho.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay guess what? Many things actually happened today. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;1st- My cousins from Masai is here with me for 3 days 2 nights. Yeayy!! Awesome. So, tomorrow will be a fun day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;2nd- Without knowing that they actually would come, the house was in mess. So when in custom, I went the short way while they went to the longest way with my parents. Then I head back home and cleaned up my WHOLE house. Tiring. Too make thing worse, my handphone no connection and the last time I checked which was at Malaysia, Pan text-ed me.  OMG, right? then after i cleaned up my house also still no connection.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;3rd- Pan text-ed me. Okay I've said this in my 2nd but who cares eh? I really don;t know what he want ah. He was so sweet and caring and funny. Padahal, I was over him sia. God. Now, I am trying my best not to fall for him again. Tengok ah, susah seyh. I was over him sia then he came back and make me fall for him. Merepek kan? Oh wait, his rabbit died due to heart attack. Pfft. Pity eh? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;4th- tomorrow will be having fun with cousins from Masai and my mum' side. So wait for the photos. eeeeeee, cant wait for tomorrow, yes? Yes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;OKay, now i want to watch kongsi then go to sleep and hopefully cant chat with my Nurul Asyiqin. Miss her sia.&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/564367627287182691-6037183639920422230?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/6037183639920422230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=6037183639920422230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6037183639920422230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6037183639920422230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/06/good-dreams.html' title='Good dreams'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SFY1gn_R88/TekFJjIZzCI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/X2glKEfALdA/s72-c/P5060233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3686700892608477309</id><published>2011-06-02T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T18:13:31.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9hTMBcEeF8/TedghGXORdI/AAAAAAAAAmE/zIrKXJ1d-8w/s1600/P221010_20.45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9hTMBcEeF8/TedghGXORdI/AAAAAAAAAmE/zIrKXJ1d-8w/s320/P221010_20.45.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613561582300579282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was fun. Went to English class and well had a great time with Mrs Hazlan and my friends. We did Oral and ya, N level oral is coming soon and I have to prepare myself for it if I want to score well. Anyway, is there any way I could improve my English in 1 month? Please tell me. I really need it. Gosh Gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OKay, I want to shower my body so sticky. Cant hold on any longer. Oh ya! I cant access to my twitter and I dont know why. this kind of things always make me pissed. Going to restart my lappy as i head to shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ala, shit my mum want to berak lah pulak.. Confirm bau satu flat.. Eeeeee, i dont like to use the toilet right after my mum or anyone just did their big business, even for myself. The smell will be very bad. Okay, I am done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&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/564367627287182691-3686700892608477309?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3686700892608477309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3686700892608477309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3686700892608477309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3686700892608477309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/06/what.html' title='WHAT?'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9hTMBcEeF8/TedghGXORdI/AAAAAAAAAmE/zIrKXJ1d-8w/s72-c/P221010_20.45.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-4976467932857386728</id><published>2011-05-31T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:28:16.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decided</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YuzBhcym92w/TeTPACWmurI/AAAAAAAAAl8/O85_s-37mDY/s1600/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612838635149114034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YuzBhcym92w/TeTPACWmurI/AAAAAAAAAl8/O85_s-37mDY/s320/k.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I told them everything that they should know from the beginning. Now, its up to them to believe it or not. I have decided that whatever happen next, I am going to accept it with open heart. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to be sad anymore. I don't want any of this rubbish distract me from my studies. I want to focus 110% in my studies. Yes, studies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;From tomorrow onwards, i am going to come to every extra classes that I have. No more skipping classes. I promise. Furthermore, I only have 2 days left to finish my coursework. So, no much time left. Got to buck up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I think i tell what i should have tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt; for now.&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/564367627287182691-4976467932857386728?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/4976467932857386728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=4976467932857386728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4976467932857386728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4976467932857386728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/decided.html' title='decided'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YuzBhcym92w/TeTPACWmurI/AAAAAAAAAl8/O85_s-37mDY/s72-c/k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-9071583323687776554</id><published>2011-05-30T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T22:00:57.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When life came crashing down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N7PtAYSJnEs/TeOe8JqQyPI/AAAAAAAAAl0/n175a8ddPTc/s1600/crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N7PtAYSJnEs/TeOe8JqQyPI/AAAAAAAAAl0/n175a8ddPTc/s320/crash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612504316856289522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My life right now is just like the jet above; crashing down without knowing what will happen next. Do you know how hurtful it is? They said it's for my own good but I don't get it. Choosing what I have to do for me, make me totally pissed off. I am pissed off by everything. Asked me to do this, asked me to do that and tell me what not to do, is that what they are for? Oh, is that what I am born for? Doing all the things they want me to do? Is that it? I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't even one person in this Earth understand me. I just need ONE person and its enough. While typing this down, venting my angers, I can't believe that actually I could burst out and cry at any seconds. Aren't they tired? Tired of me being like this? Don't they know why I am behaving like this? Don't they know all the reasons behind this?Don't they know that they have hurt me so much? Don't they know I have stop believing in people because of them? Do they actually know who I am? Its a total embarrassment for me knowing that they dont even know me and acted as if they know me very well.When can I actually make my own decision? When can I actually stop all these things? When could I stop being their puppet? WHEN??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z, I am sorry that I vented my anger at you and scolded you like you are the reason behind this mess. I am sorry that I didn't trust you, I wish I could but I just can't. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been saying the word "sorry" for so many times but I still keep on doing the same thing all over again. When will I learn my mistakes? Shit, since when life get so tough until I want to give up? I've talked so much, have I? Okay, that will be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-9071583323687776554?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/9071583323687776554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=9071583323687776554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/9071583323687776554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/9071583323687776554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-life-came-crashing-down.html' title='When life came crashing down.'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N7PtAYSJnEs/TeOe8JqQyPI/AAAAAAAAAl0/n175a8ddPTc/s72-c/crash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-4426806093066879235</id><published>2011-05-26T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T20:52:52.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ibodDCPqFIo/Td5KicOqnII/AAAAAAAAAls/yAd6TWhRVt8/s1600/P1010112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ibodDCPqFIo/Td5KicOqnII/AAAAAAAAAls/yAd6TWhRVt8/s320/P1010112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611004141303929986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naega mwoga jalmosdoen geonji moleugess-eoyo .  ileon, sueobsneun naega  neomu joh-ahaneun neukkim ?  wae naege i modeun il-eul hue  saeng-gaghasibnikka?  nado gung-geumhae .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="" lang="es"&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;sé&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;lo que está&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;mal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;conmigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click  for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;Muchacho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for  alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for  alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;puedes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for  alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;sentir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click  for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click  for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for  alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;gusta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for  alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for  alternate translations"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for alternate  translations" class="hps"&gt;¿Qué&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for alternate  translations" class="hps"&gt;se siente&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for  alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;después de hacer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;todas estas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;cosas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for  alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span title="Click for  alternate translations" class="hps"&gt;pregunto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click  for alternate translations"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Wǒ bù zhīdào shénme shì wǒ cuò le. Xiǎozi, nǐ bùnéng juéde wǒ  xiàng nǐ zhème duō? Nǐ zuò zhèxiē shìqíng hòu, wǒ yǒu shé me gǎnjué? Wǒ  bù zhīdào.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="res-translit" class="translit" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;div id="res-translit" class="translit" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shì de, jiù xiàng wǒ yǐqián shuō guò, wǒ wàng le nǐ. Suǒyǐ,  zàijiàn. Nín jiāng shì rén, wǒ huì jìde wǒ hěn wúliáo. Bǎozhòng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-4426806093066879235?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/4426806093066879235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=4426806093066879235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4426806093066879235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4426806093066879235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/bye.html' title='bye'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ibodDCPqFIo/Td5KicOqnII/AAAAAAAAAls/yAd6TWhRVt8/s72-c/P1010112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-5570125949717434607</id><published>2011-05-25T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T23:59:28.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you and i= no future</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p0iwtV0UOMI/Td0kONnEbgI/AAAAAAAAAlk/5nSgCqsbMoI/s1600/P220411_18.41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p0iwtV0UOMI/Td0kONnEbgI/AAAAAAAAAlk/5nSgCqsbMoI/s320/P220411_18.41.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610680537363803650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I am gone, don't ever you dare to try to get me back, because right now I am over you. I am recovering from something normal, i guess. Like I said before I am a strong girl. Chin up and smile. Yes,like the picture above. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?My parents dont have to come to school this Friday for the parents meets but they will call them. So, I am sure enough that they won't call. As far as I could remember, my indian form teacher said she wanted to call my mum last year, but until now still nothing. But of course, I am glad that she did not call my mum because obviously I would get some bad feedbacks from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I have nothing else to say actually. Oh wait, I got one more. Just now, Mimi and I accompanied Mars to the Polyclinic and well, we had fun. At least I did. Mars with forever with her hearing problems and listen to everything wrongly while Mimi had fun disturbing me and mars. but i am the girl who get bullied the most. Mars is addicted to my style of laughing and it's very funny cos she would do it out of sudden and when i did that few seconds later, she will follow me and the next second she will scold me for doing it. Oh ya, I met my ex-bestfriend while i was waiting for my bubble-tea. he didnt change at all unlike danish. lol. then head off to cwp w mars and went back home. had a good chat though with mars. glad that she shared it with me.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;okay,i wanna go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/564367627287182691-5570125949717434607?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/5570125949717434607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=5570125949717434607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5570125949717434607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5570125949717434607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-and-i-no-future.html' title='you and i= no future'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p0iwtV0UOMI/Td0kONnEbgI/AAAAAAAAAlk/5nSgCqsbMoI/s72-c/P220411_18.41.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-7079758269303236162</id><published>2011-05-21T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T18:41:15.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3Ck8He0_LU/TdeN-dybR1I/AAAAAAAAAlc/sHaslQd_4uA/s1600/snapshot%25286%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3Ck8He0_LU/TdeN-dybR1I/AAAAAAAAAlc/sHaslQd_4uA/s320/snapshot%25286%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609107965200779090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am i that bad for you until you have to do this to me? Like I told you I am sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Anyway, I've told you before after I was left by a guy I at least need a month or two to get over him but you insisted. Look back, who's fault is it now? Oh are my words to harsh? I am so sorry but I think it's not my fault after all and yes I am god damn leaving you. Anyway, I could not recall that I've agreed to accept you. Well, I am a bitch when this come of things turn up because I don't want to put myself in the blame. But still, I apologised. Oh well, life have to go on. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;People said I've change and I'll take it as a compliment. I don't careless about the other side of what they said. If you think I am changing, just keep it to yourself. Oh wait, you can gossip around about me if you want to. I don't really mind,anymore. I could not really stop a person's mouth to stop talking, can I? Anyway, you need to realise that as time goes on,people change into different people. No one would like to stay the same. At least, none that I've known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;If I really am a changing person, why is Pan still inside my head all the time? I have to make myself busy to make sure I didn't think about him, you know. It's really hard. Anyway, it has be 2 month plus he left me, I think I should stop with whatever I am feeling right now, don't you think so? Nahh, I don't need your opinions and if I need one I will ask from you personally. Okay? Ok done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Byebye Earthling (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/564367627287182691-7079758269303236162?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/7079758269303236162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=7079758269303236162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7079758269303236162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7079758269303236162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/life_21.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3Ck8He0_LU/TdeN-dybR1I/AAAAAAAAAlc/sHaslQd_4uA/s72-c/snapshot%25286%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-1464314510638953022</id><published>2011-05-20T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T20:40:52.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna know more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GF3XGMhTwkQ/TdZbuvD3kgI/AAAAAAAAAlU/IFSOt-s_4xw/s1600/snapshot%25288%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GF3XGMhTwkQ/TdZbuvD3kgI/AAAAAAAAAlU/IFSOt-s_4xw/s320/snapshot%25288%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608771244401332738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How was your results people? Mine was UNexpected. Lol, theres mainly a lot of reason why I said UNexpected. But, just put that aside first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Because you think about him too much"-Rebecca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that to me when I hold on to her arms and I kind of paused for awhile and said I didnt think of him at all in that day and she said something start with sub-con*idk*. Well I think back realised what she said was true. I always think about him. No matter how hard I tried to stop thinking about him, I will eventually think about him. Lol. Too obsessed. Well, I hope he did well for his MYE. (: Aww, I got a kind heart, eh? trolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You know, no matter how hard I tried to lie Rebecca, she always know it. Sometimes when I want to lie, I will like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Why even bother lying to her when she obviously will know" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Well, I guess thats her speciality. I wish I have that speciality too so that noone would never dare to lie to me. #dreamon. I am very Naive, you see, and people always take that as an advantage. I just dont get it. chey~ ok true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I feel very happy today and i dont know why. No actually, there are so many bad things that happened today and I still cant stop myself from smiling. ohmygod. this fot colour is awesome. So sweet. GAGAGAGA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK byebye people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-1464314510638953022?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/1464314510638953022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=1464314510638953022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1464314510638953022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1464314510638953022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-wanna-know-more.html' title='I wanna know more'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GF3XGMhTwkQ/TdZbuvD3kgI/AAAAAAAAAlU/IFSOt-s_4xw/s72-c/snapshot%25288%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-8458378617971503136</id><published>2011-05-19T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T20:46:48.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mye results</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7coou1B5vgs/TdUOE9SU4XI/AAAAAAAAAlM/cWlU4uYvPgg/s1600/226608_1981529025388_1458084634_32145244_5855805_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7coou1B5vgs/TdUOE9SU4XI/AAAAAAAAAlM/cWlU4uYvPgg/s320/226608_1981529025388_1458084634_32145244_5855805_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608404389293515122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;behhhhh, lu apa kabar?&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Woodlanders will get our MYE results. Obviously mind will not be that good. How can i be good when i didnt study at all? How can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously i have nothing better to tell you readers so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for your MYE results &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-8458378617971503136?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/8458378617971503136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=8458378617971503136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8458378617971503136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8458378617971503136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/mye-results.html' title='mye results'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7coou1B5vgs/TdUOE9SU4XI/AAAAAAAAAlM/cWlU4uYvPgg/s72-c/226608_1981529025388_1458084634_32145244_5855805_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3113638237781334659</id><published>2011-05-18T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T22:35:16.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imma happy girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuYdZ3ef09U/TdPWQ29iNRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/_EeILRSraDE/s1600/snapshot%25288%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuYdZ3ef09U/TdPWQ29iNRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/_EeILRSraDE/s320/snapshot%25288%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608061546126259474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hagugagagagaga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I am so happy becauseeee Irfan didnt come into my dream yesterday! YEayyyyyyy! *run around the house*. ok no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;So tomorrow school start,right? ah yes. My classmates are so kecoh at the facebook group. lol. Wonderful people they are. Aigoo~ I hope that all of us, 4F could go to Sec 5 together. Aww. me so sweet. cheychey. I know we can do it. YES WE CAN! ok dah. im lame ah today. anddddd tmrw i am going to meet all my girlss. AWW! gonna have a big carebear hug,eh? issit? lol. or issit just a bear hug? Anything pon boleh (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ok what now? Actually i have nothing to say. oH YAH! Just now i chat with Mimi Nemeth. She bullied me sia. R-A-B-A-K gilerrrr. ok no. I am a big girl. Who can bully Zuriyani Daruwin? WHO CAN?? chey! OK, i talked crap. trolol. but its my blog eh? MUST remember that. I have the right to say anything i want. chey. I signed the contract with blogger. hmph. OKaaaay yannie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ok lah byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Let me colour all the word for you,ok? ok sudah tentu boleh. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-3113638237781334659?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3113638237781334659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3113638237781334659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3113638237781334659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3113638237781334659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/imma-happy-girl.html' title='imma happy girl'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuYdZ3ef09U/TdPWQ29iNRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/_EeILRSraDE/s72-c/snapshot%25288%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-8889049975972436181</id><published>2011-05-18T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T01:03:24.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VEddUPZJpE4/TdKpa3AXX9I/AAAAAAAAAk8/83TJx4AP53I/s1600/snapshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VEddUPZJpE4/TdKpa3AXX9I/AAAAAAAAAk8/83TJx4AP53I/s320/snapshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607730764936863698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel like chopping my head off because of that brain of mine! I dreamed about Muhammad Irfan AGAIN. 3 times straight in a roooooooooooow! I seriously need to go the doctor. I cant move on. HOW??? shit lah. Or should i go to some speacialist? you know the one who help us to cure all our emotion and feelings that stuff. dah diam ah babi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i am actually watching this Taiwan drama which is very sweet and ok bye. I want to contnue watching it. oh anw,anw,anw, school starts on Thursaday! tomorrow no school! yeayyyy! ok sudah tentu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima forget you Muhd Irfan.&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/564367627287182691-8889049975972436181?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/8889049975972436181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=8889049975972436181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8889049975972436181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8889049975972436181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/angry.html' title='Angry'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VEddUPZJpE4/TdKpa3AXX9I/AAAAAAAAAk8/83TJx4AP53I/s72-c/snapshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-6140610447530251868</id><published>2011-05-16T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:57:51.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dks5YYSmlo/TdEbNeEud1I/AAAAAAAAAk0/HbBwBiSkllM/s1600/183467_202567126420255_100000009078948_807492_8092944_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dks5YYSmlo/TdEbNeEud1I/AAAAAAAAAk0/HbBwBiSkllM/s320/183467_202567126420255_100000009078948_807492_8092944_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607292929278113618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you?I am not good. Totally not good. I dreamed about Irfan. AGAIN.  I dont know what the dream want to tell me but seriously the dream need to stop. When I want to forget him, he came to my  dreams. Best ah? Fck sia. I dont want to have any feelings anymore. Not to him. If a guy makes a girl cry or worry, that guy is not worth it.Ok no. He is not that kind of guys. He is just not matured yet. Yeah, I may not be the girl that will be with him but I am happy to say that he will get one beautiful girl, one day. After no more blackshot and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From love to friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey,I miss my girls. I want to meet them and have fun like we had on the Friday, the day we sat for our last MYE paper,yeah? Was the best day. Kata mau catch a movie? Ok, anything you gals just update me kay???ok sudah tentu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From friendship to birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birthday falls on erm 18 or 15 June, i think. Lol. I cant even remember what is the date. I think its 16. ya. 15 is is my uncle's,16 is mine. Yeah man. or is it 17? ah,whatever it is. its not important anymore. Not with my condition like this. yknw, the condition of have-not-over-that-guy condition? lol. k lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&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/564367627287182691-6140610447530251868?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/6140610447530251868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=6140610447530251868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6140610447530251868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6140610447530251868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-are-youi-am-not-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dks5YYSmlo/TdEbNeEud1I/AAAAAAAAAk0/HbBwBiSkllM/s72-c/183467_202567126420255_100000009078948_807492_8092944_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-1362277577079043764</id><published>2011-05-15T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T22:48:31.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;I can be sweet and I can be a bitch too, get that straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MUy_HI00VaA/Tc_cTMaDgUI/AAAAAAAAAks/jsKiZu4jFgM/s1600/snapshot%25283%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MUy_HI00VaA/Tc_cTMaDgUI/AAAAAAAAAks/jsKiZu4jFgM/s320/snapshot%25283%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606942283405689154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vY4itpqGcOs/Tc_cTKIC1PI/AAAAAAAAAkk/gZg5bLCIoFY/s1600/snapshot%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vY4itpqGcOs/Tc_cTKIC1PI/AAAAAAAAAkk/gZg5bLCIoFY/s320/snapshot%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606942282793276658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some people are stepping on my head because I am too kind towards them. What to do. These kind of people should die. Ok no. They should stay alive and do more sins and die and go tell. Yes, much better for them. (: *evil smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was erm skating alone and I met my ex, Danish and he was with my friend Rian. He saw me but he acted like he dont actually that I was actually standing in front of him. Then I continued skating to the bus stop where Mimi , irfan and hanafie all was. So he came to me and started screaming to me and said that he hate me for erm i cant remember.Then I hugged Mimi and asked if she could lend me her deck and lend it to me and off I went away to a shopping mall. Believe it or not,he followed me and tried to console me but then BANG I woke up. It was just a dreamed.Yeah, thank to my brother for kissing me on the cheeks so hard. He purposely did that one to make me wake up. Wasted sia. Haiss. Sad life. But it's okay, I THINK my feelings are fading away. Really hope that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, I get the chance to chat with Asyiqin. Great time. Asyiqin advised me on love and told me that she is not surprised by something. Then we talked about our names and I slept at 230. but I still miss her. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this one is for M.R.&lt;br /&gt;Hey M.R, I hope you are reading my blog like you used to. I am sorry if my answer actually disappointed you. I don't really think that you could have any feelings for me. I thought you realised and you know that I love you as a friend and nothing more. I think you get my intention wrong. I am so sorry. I should have not used the word 'love' at the first place,huh. Well,I wont do it again. I hope we can stay friends. I really hope. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah lah byebye.&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-1362277577079043764?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/1362277577079043764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=1362277577079043764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1362277577079043764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1362277577079043764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-is-this.html' title='What is this?'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MUy_HI00VaA/Tc_cTMaDgUI/AAAAAAAAAks/jsKiZu4jFgM/s72-c/snapshot%25283%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-2635231811038453977</id><published>2011-05-12T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:43:12.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant help it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I stare at ceilings thinking nothing, you came into my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s8q0aoNWykA/Tcu05jtpJcI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Ne9ZeTt4Xe4/s1600/yannied%2Bd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s8q0aoNWykA/Tcu05jtpJcI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Ne9ZeTt4Xe4/s320/yannied%2Bd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605773062124938690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYE is officially over. I am not sure if i should be happy or not because it was just MYE not N level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart condition is becoming much worse right now and I cant really forget him. It's so hard for me to let me go, you see. I dont know how on earth did i end up to like him. I am wondering. Hey Irfan, look what you have done to me. Oh hey ho. why am i so emotional? How can I not be so emotional? HOW?! ok can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going to have the course hope it will go out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I want to head to shower under the cold water and make myself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodlings.&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/564367627287182691-2635231811038453977?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/2635231811038453977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=2635231811038453977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2635231811038453977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2635231811038453977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-cant-help-it.html' title='I cant help it.'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s8q0aoNWykA/Tcu05jtpJcI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Ne9ZeTt4Xe4/s72-c/yannied%2Bd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-944816555715333452</id><published>2011-05-11T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T18:27:14.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD4"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How do I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; make  my heart start  healing when it has never stopped beating for you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXRq-lNbkCc/Tcpbj4TzBsI/AAAAAAAAAkU/DEzL8w0n-w8/s1600/P5060205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXRq-lNbkCc/Tcpbj4TzBsI/AAAAAAAAAkU/DEzL8w0n-w8/s320/P5060205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605393358184974018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I am left with Mathematics Paper 2  and  then EXAM IS OFFICIALLY OVER! Okay, not really over, I have still my N  level. damn. Just now the paper was 50-50. I could finish it but I am  not sure if I could get the marks. Well, I think I just need to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For   Chemistry, there;s this one question, number 9, it was very hard and so  I look around the hall and I saw Irfan doing his paper, then I kind of  like stared at him and guess what? I think you should know by now that  he turned around and saw me staring at him! Duck shit. Then of course, i  quickly turned around and looked at my paper and cursed myself. And I  chose B as my answer because whatever happened before it was very Bad  luck. OK can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Brandon's face was full of blood and  at first I was like amused because I never seen people face with blood  before , except in television. Then after a few minutes, my stomach  turned upside down and I felt like vomiting. Oh My God. Ok enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During   the break before we sit for our English Paper 2,my dearest Hazirah and  Marsuliyana bought baloons for us to play. Yeah, we did'nt revise for  our English. Confident it will be going to be easy. Ok no. What can we  revise for our English anyway? Ok can. So like small children, we played  with the balloons. I kind of miss the time when I played balloons with  brother when we were small. Sad life&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why are my words underlined and its very irritating. I cant remove it. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuriyani Daruwin&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-944816555715333452?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/944816555715333452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=944816555715333452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/944816555715333452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/944816555715333452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXRq-lNbkCc/Tcpbj4TzBsI/AAAAAAAAAkU/DEzL8w0n-w8/s72-c/P5060205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3257253977569003382</id><published>2011-05-10T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T23:59:52.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell everybody, Ill be better in the mourn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8zr2RUAkxk/TcleKCnaq1I/AAAAAAAAAkE/FNCIapOIdKI/s1600/bodo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8zr2RUAkxk/TcleKCnaq1I/AAAAAAAAAkE/FNCIapOIdKI/s320/bodo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605114737833192274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I should be sleeping right now but i just cant put myself to bed right now. So I decided to update my blog. I want to keep updating my blog for my dearest  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NurulAsyiqin Bte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Md &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hasbi&lt;/span&gt; . Oh btw, just now I get the chance to chat with her for a while but  i was in rush to exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, speaking of exams, just now was Math and Physics. For the first time, I could finish my Math paper 1. Its manageable for me. I wish i passed my paper one. I wish. Never stop wishing upon the star, baby. Then from the place I sat, I could see Irfan. Awww~ he so focused on his paper. And then I saw him streched. Heh:D  Physics was I dont know what to say. Tomorrow will be Chem and English Paper 2 and I yet to revise my chemistry. Will do it soon after I finish downloading my songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, just now after I went back from tuition, I decided to take 912 straight but then due to heave headache, I took 912 at the wrong side. With my heavy headache, I went missing in the bus. I dont know where I went. So, when the bus stopped at bus interchange for the 2nd time, then i went down and take 903. Stupid, yes? Haiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I reached home, i dont know where I place my medicines. If mum knows confirm, I kena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; one long nagging from her. So when she asked me, i said that Ive already eaten my medicines. I wish I could stop eating medicines. But its okay. If I want to recover then I will have to continue eating it for about another one month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough typing. Update soon,okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebyebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yannie Daruwin :D&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/564367627287182691-3257253977569003382?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3257253977569003382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3257253977569003382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3257253977569003382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3257253977569003382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/tell-everybody-ill-be-better-in-mourn.html' title='Tell everybody, Ill be better in the mourn'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8zr2RUAkxk/TcleKCnaq1I/AAAAAAAAAkE/FNCIapOIdKI/s72-c/bodo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-2089713685743091991</id><published>2011-05-10T01:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T01:50:47.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PIcv5AQsSVA/Tcgo8EIs0vI/AAAAAAAAAj8/HUlaR-3WzIw/s1600/bodo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PIcv5AQsSVA/Tcgo8EIs0vI/AAAAAAAAAj8/HUlaR-3WzIw/s320/bodo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604774748630078194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAYUUUUUU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant sleep. fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow paper are Math and phy. oh wait, it should be today. I have prepared so much for my Math and I don't know if I am going to make it or not. No, I still have not revise for my physic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been updating too much lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-2089713685743091991?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/2089713685743091991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=2089713685743091991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2089713685743091991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2089713685743091991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/cant-sleep.html' title='Cant sleep'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PIcv5AQsSVA/Tcgo8EIs0vI/AAAAAAAAAj8/HUlaR-3WzIw/s72-c/bodo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-8172433391228806380</id><published>2011-05-09T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T18:54:58.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HE TEXTED ME! so? =.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SeBDWTRK0-U/TcfEpYH01rI/AAAAAAAAAj0/uXYL8W0cf1k/s1600/P5060239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SeBDWTRK0-U/TcfEpYH01rI/AAAAAAAAAj0/uXYL8W0cf1k/s320/P5060239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604664476414826162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hey ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from group studying with Mimi and Mars. Lovely people. The weather is freaking hot, yes? I confirm will turn black any minute from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the study group was totally F-A-I-L. Let me tell you why. Besides the fact that Mars came TOO early and made me feel guilty. Actually I don't know why felt guilty because I reached there 1 hour later. Then bought foods and went level 2 and eat there because Mimi and Mars are embarrassed to eat in the Mac itself because they take away. So while eating, Irfan texted me and yes I know his number very well. So,, it don't think theres a need for me to delete his number anymore, yes? When I replied him, all he said was nothing. Naisse. Wonderful. =.=  Okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with eating and went to Mac to study. Study for like 1hr, wait., I dont think its even 1 hour. lol. Okay lah whatever. Then we have this program called "Cakap sini Habes Sini". Fun program. So then we have that till 6 pm and went back home. Now, waiting for mum to get out from the toilet and I am going to shower. Its seriously freaking hot. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. till here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I wonder if you read my blog.&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/564367627287182691-8172433391228806380?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/8172433391228806380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=8172433391228806380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8172433391228806380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8172433391228806380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/he-texted-me-so.html' title='HE TEXTED ME! so? =.='/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SeBDWTRK0-U/TcfEpYH01rI/AAAAAAAAAj0/uXYL8W0cf1k/s72-c/P5060239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-9000142730458135654</id><published>2011-05-08T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T19:08:33.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irfan Muhd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HlGa1GF_SWk/TcZ0CEQDcBI/AAAAAAAAAjs/kazDP9Ckyv0/s1600/P5060233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HlGa1GF_SWk/TcZ0CEQDcBI/AAAAAAAAAjs/kazDP9Ckyv0/s320/P5060233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604294365158797330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Surprisingly, I am still missing you so much. 3 March 2011 was something to remember. You really make me fall for you so badly. Man, you ARE something. I cant believe that. I really cant. Everything I do remind me of you. Thats just pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking the bubble tea, remind me of you. Small eyes, remind me of you. jackass remind me of you. People laughter remind me of your laughter. Looking at couples walking by remind me of you. Everything is all about you. Fag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont Tell me I am head over heels for him. Tell me that. OMG! I think I am obessed. Omgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw. just now was very weird/bad/fun/enjoyable study time which eventually I didnt really make myself study. First, shao wei was not found because his leg was so itchy and cant wait. So he was like running around for about 30 min, i guess. That totally a bad way to start studying. Then the place where I planned to go was close then head to block 33. It was okay until a group bunch of nuisance kid came make noise. Then moved to block 28 and at last a good place to study. Shao Wei went off at 345 and left me with Keyra. One Nanny came to sit with us she used keyra's phone for so long and spoke in ENGLISH. Then the English was utterly broken. Lol. Then went to buy bubble tea and study back for a while and head home. I think overall today was such an epic day. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay wanna get ready fo maghrib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&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/564367627287182691-9000142730458135654?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/9000142730458135654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=9000142730458135654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/9000142730458135654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/9000142730458135654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/irfan-muhd.html' title='Irfan Muhd'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HlGa1GF_SWk/TcZ0CEQDcBI/AAAAAAAAAjs/kazDP9Ckyv0/s72-c/P5060233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-8098695146631617011</id><published>2011-05-08T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T12:53:43.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make the right choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-35xv25ZZTbM/TcYZeHWBRcI/AAAAAAAAAjk/kmsZDCmP9pA/s1600/P1010181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-35xv25ZZTbM/TcYZeHWBRcI/AAAAAAAAAjk/kmsZDCmP9pA/s320/P1010181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604194791467337154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;First and foremost, I want to wish my mama Happy Mother Day. Im not going to post anything about today because she is not going to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, I am going to study with Keyra and Shao Wei. I want to study real hard right now. I just dont want to feel the same thing when I was doing my geography. Anyway, I told you that I dont want to brinng up the geography thing anymore. So that is that. nothing can change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant chat with Sqin nowadays and she didnt seem to be online that often too. bah. what to do? okay can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to get ready for study i dont want them to wait for me like retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yannie Daruwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-8098695146631617011?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/8098695146631617011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=8098695146631617011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8098695146631617011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8098695146631617011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/make-right-choice.html' title='make the right choice'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-35xv25ZZTbM/TcYZeHWBRcI/AAAAAAAAAjk/kmsZDCmP9pA/s72-c/P1010181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-502162418932183423</id><published>2011-05-07T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T18:31:57.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Understand it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sqlk28eYYJE/TcUdS61xr7I/AAAAAAAAAjc/P0jJ1BJ5xmg/s1600/P1010158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sqlk28eYYJE/TcUdS61xr7I/AAAAAAAAAjc/P0jJ1BJ5xmg/s320/P1010158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603917522202111922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder why life must be so hard. Then I realised, you found something hard because you dont have any interest in it. Well, it is kind of true, you know. I am not  really interested in life. My life nor yours. I found it very funny when he said to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yannie, you find life interesting when you are interested in it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haha. I dont know that I have someone who really good at meaningful words. Anyway, i think i want to search something that i have interest at. I am really looking at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im not interested what you think about me because you are just another person who walks in and out of my life. I dont give a dam anymore. If my face irritates you that much then its your problem. I never ask you to look at me or stare at me. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why does people always want to pick fight with me? I dont understand. I am close with my friends means I like them for who they are and I accept they way they are. Unlike you, you just want your friends to be perfect. You need to know that theres nothing in this world is perfect, you see. But its okay. Ill pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday was fun and yet tiring day for me. Oh yah! today my mum went to vote at i dont know where. I know which party she votes and i wish i could tell you. But, Our Vote is a SECRET! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-502162418932183423?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/502162418932183423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=502162418932183423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/502162418932183423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/502162418932183423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/understand-it.html' title='Understand it'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sqlk28eYYJE/TcUdS61xr7I/AAAAAAAAAjc/P0jJ1BJ5xmg/s72-c/P1010158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-2401038044982724322</id><published>2011-05-06T13:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T13:30:09.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81Td7Q_wsz4/TcOFi_MvMXI/AAAAAAAAAjU/vox8JOsI9y8/s1600/snapshot%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81Td7Q_wsz4/TcOFi_MvMXI/AAAAAAAAAjU/vox8JOsI9y8/s320/snapshot%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603469197505933682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The picture above  is so fucking for the teacher who set the geography paper. I don't care who you are but its fucking hard, you fucking bastard. Gosh. ALL of my friends, said it was a hard paper. Dang~ This teacher makes me feel like slapping and stabbing he or her fucking face. I want Mam Lenny back.  I understand whatever she taught me about volcanoes and she always made the class interesting. No, I don't like my current geography teacher. She is too nice and I cant even understand what she taught me this years. I am fucking frustrated with the setter really am. Gosh. Can you imagine for waves, I put my answer as Tsunami? Ahhh~ forget it. No point talking about this anymore. Whats done has bee done. Nothing can change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Right now, I want to get ready before Dad comes home. My parents and  I are going to Geylang to shopping. I dont really know what we can shop over there. Lol. But still, I want to go out with them. Its been so long, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Okay, till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SayonarA.&lt;br /&gt;&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/564367627287182691-2401038044982724322?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/2401038044982724322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=2401038044982724322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2401038044982724322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2401038044982724322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/geography.html' title='Geography'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81Td7Q_wsz4/TcOFi_MvMXI/AAAAAAAAAjU/vox8JOsI9y8/s72-c/snapshot%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-5408695786186132659</id><published>2011-05-05T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T21:53:13.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you still</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bUiw6tw_v8w/TcKEGP532VI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KC911NNtdvU/s1600/P220411_18.41%255B02%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bUiw6tw_v8w/TcKEGP532VI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KC911NNtdvU/s320/P220411_18.41%255B02%255D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603186129285667154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Lets face it. You and I are nothing but friends right now. But the thing is I can't,you know. I just cant accept the fact that we are i don't know what terms right now. I just hate it when I want something more and even more after what had happened. It irritates me very much. But whatever I said in the truth or dare question I hope it really is the truth. Man, it seems so hard to forget you. Really hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;On the other side, now is mid year. So far I have seated for English paper one, Malay paper one and two and social studies. Gosh, i dont why but its the first time i found malay paper hard. Everything was okay for malay but the first part of it was like *insert your own word* gosh. Its making me frustated when i think about it. Social studies, thank god, i said THANK GOD i studied Northern Ireland, If i didnt i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;think I could manage to do the paper. So done with four,  six more to go. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hazirah)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All the best people. (like there is anyone who is reading)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Anw to sqin. its not on the 26th may its on the 12th may. Lol. sorry. Anw, I miss you, girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Got to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-5408695786186132659?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/5408695786186132659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=5408695786186132659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5408695786186132659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5408695786186132659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-you-still.html' title='I love you still'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bUiw6tw_v8w/TcKEGP532VI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KC911NNtdvU/s72-c/P220411_18.41%255B02%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-268153323566641615</id><published>2011-05-02T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T21:26:58.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes its better for me to shut up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Your decisions will determine how your future will going to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LjlhACUvmVI/Tb6vwvyZ_TI/AAAAAAAAAjE/fARhhM8WFys/s1600/whenever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LjlhACUvmVI/Tb6vwvyZ_TI/AAAAAAAAAjE/fARhhM8WFys/s320/whenever.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602108238491942194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you feel when your own parents expect something really good and give you nothing to help you? You know, my parents want me to do well like my brother. Go to Secondary 5 and Poly but when I asked for some tuition that I know that could help me, they will be like, " I have no money" What the hell is wrong with them? Okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is like shit right now. Adding on to the problem, Mid Year Examinations is on Wednesday onwards till the 26Th May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-268153323566641615?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/268153323566641615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=268153323566641615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/268153323566641615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/268153323566641615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/05/sometimes-its-better-for-me-to-shut-up.html' title='Sometimes its better for me to shut up'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LjlhACUvmVI/Tb6vwvyZ_TI/AAAAAAAAAjE/fARhhM8WFys/s72-c/whenever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-4982982762384427513</id><published>2011-03-19T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T20:01:58.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of you make me smile♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BN2kl8U3_os/TYSYwtdkRII/AAAAAAAAAiw/qpb8FIx-N0E/s1600/i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BN2kl8U3_os/TYSYwtdkRII/AAAAAAAAAiw/qpb8FIx-N0E/s320/i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585757400451007618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey, anyone remember the picture above?? Its old and I still remember at that point of time me and my parents was waiting to go into the theatre and was freaking exicted. Now, theres no chance for me to go in that theatre anymore and i dont know why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yesterday, I chat with Pan and yes we are okay but I still feel that one piece of my puzzle went missing.): I miss him but I think its for the best. Atleast he didnt just left me with different thousands of questions. Haiss, he is the first guy that did that. Now, can you tell me who will not fall for this guy?:D Memories will be kept,obviously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So to keep me busy, someone texted me that he want to text with but he is so scared. Please not faris.-.-  Some guy that I found at the longkang. chey. FAKE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;A few more homeworks to do and im done with all my assignments. My brain is rusty now.haiss. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;K thanks bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Yannie Daruwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;p/s:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/564367627287182691-4982982762384427513?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/4982982762384427513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=4982982762384427513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4982982762384427513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4982982762384427513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/03/thinking-of-you-make-me-smile.html' title='Thinking of you make me smile♥'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BN2kl8U3_os/TYSYwtdkRII/AAAAAAAAAiw/qpb8FIx-N0E/s72-c/i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-400246176096022186</id><published>2011-03-17T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T18:34:30.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Zbkwk0xm6k/TYHjTuFUnYI/AAAAAAAAAio/RdJQdR1AiZA/s1600/Photo0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Zbkwk0xm6k/TYHjTuFUnYI/AAAAAAAAAio/RdJQdR1AiZA/s320/Photo0168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584994940843498882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hi, he did it again. but this time better. He didn't left me hanging with thousands questions in my head. He was the first person to do that to me. I love him. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-400246176096022186?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/400246176096022186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=400246176096022186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/400246176096022186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/400246176096022186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/03/hi-he-did-it-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Zbkwk0xm6k/TYHjTuFUnYI/AAAAAAAAAio/RdJQdR1AiZA/s72-c/Photo0168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-2221576584940657408</id><published>2011-03-16T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T01:02:28.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NoIg4kCvWUo/TX-VeakD2NI/AAAAAAAAAig/0pSicfZXsK0/s1600/eminem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NoIg4kCvWUo/TX-VeakD2NI/AAAAAAAAAig/0pSicfZXsK0/s320/eminem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584346412721887442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I love the guy up there. Very much. I go youtube and check up on him. I love him very much,cant you see that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much I love Eminem, i still love Kipas  ♥. I love Kipas very much and I imagine my kipas is him who will always cool me down at any conditions. See how big my love is? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand my mum, why does she always like to criticize me infront of many people at the public. Is she out of her mind? I think I dont respect her anymore. She should reflect herself at the mirror first. I hate it to say this but I think she thinks that she is so pretty already. As in pretty at her age. I should have tell her that I am embarrassed to go out with because she is so old and still have not wear the tudung. She is like the oldest mum among my friend's. Damnit. I dont like her attitude. Maybe she need to go some lectures or something that could knock some senses in her mind. =.= I cant believe it that I have a mother who doesnt realised her own imperfection and still have the guts to ask me to realise that not everybody is perfect.:/ NIce job eh my mum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its March holidays and its the same as like we're having normal school. Cant even get the chance to rest. Shucks.  I have yet to do any homeworks because I am really busy with my facebook and facebook and twitter and twitter and you know all the stuff that teenagers do. chey. talk like real like tht.  ♥ Okay,tomorrow got class from 9 to 12. Wanna sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GoodMorning,people! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-2221576584940657408?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/2221576584940657408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=2221576584940657408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2221576584940657408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2221576584940657408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/03/hi-i-love-guy-up-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NoIg4kCvWUo/TX-VeakD2NI/AAAAAAAAAig/0pSicfZXsK0/s72-c/eminem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-6909446830952175953</id><published>2011-03-06T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T20:31:49.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am missing you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gva3752yj94/TXN6zIdD_RI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/hXU8x2sTSck/s1600/P221010_22.21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gva3752yj94/TXN6zIdD_RI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/hXU8x2sTSck/s320/P221010_22.21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580939382103473426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tomorrow school starts again and 4 more days to parent meets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,you see why i dont want to text you?? I will be like a girl whom you left in the middle jungle and dont know where is the out after you dont text me. Even for a while. Even when I know where you are,  I still feel so lost. lol ! whats gg on with me? Im missing you so much. I wish to have replay button so that I could start all over again and make sure that you dont even know that I have feelings for you and continue talking to me like a normal friends. &gt;.&lt; However, I am happy to have you boy. I love the way we are now. Just love it. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, I wanna go now. Want to do FnN and head to the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Yannie Daruwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-6909446830952175953?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/6909446830952175953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=6909446830952175953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6909446830952175953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6909446830952175953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-missing-you.html' title='I am missing you'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gva3752yj94/TXN6zIdD_RI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/hXU8x2sTSck/s72-c/P221010_22.21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-4825518401950595179</id><published>2011-03-05T07:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T20:26:56.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hp5b1Id5OA0/TXIkxqp6I9I/AAAAAAAAAiI/hiRKDKHN2OY/s1600/P29-11-10_22.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hp5b1Id5OA0/TXIkxqp6I9I/AAAAAAAAAiI/hiRKDKHN2OY/s320/P29-11-10_22.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580563323947721682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I am totally dissapointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Dissapointed with 4f.  I thought we all in this together?? Afqa has sacrifice alot of her times designed the most super-hip-cool tee for us and in return we do this to her?? Haiss.. kids nowadays..  Still, i love you people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Thursday went to sthe stadium with irfan. Will just keep it in between us only ah eh. Actually,tady pagi I ader type panjang2 pasal what happened but then when i insert the pic semuernyer hilang.. Mak Aiiiiiiiiiiii~ dah lah malas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Now chatting with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;KAY BYEBYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-4825518401950595179?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/4825518401950595179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=4825518401950595179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4825518401950595179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/4825518401950595179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-totally-dissapointed.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hp5b1Id5OA0/TXIkxqp6I9I/AAAAAAAAAiI/hiRKDKHN2OY/s72-c/P29-11-10_22.40.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-8055274116803738632</id><published>2011-03-03T06:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T06:29:57.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRBBElaer08/TW7EzZtFj8I/AAAAAAAAAhw/Ahs9q-W8Atg/s1600/P050111_16.36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRBBElaer08/TW7EzZtFj8I/AAAAAAAAAhw/Ahs9q-W8Atg/s320/P050111_16.36.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579613375710990274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Weyhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to update my blog but facebook snatched my attention away from blog. Okayyy Yannie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was a girlnasiayampenyek_loner@hotmail.com because Mimi and Becca never come. But thank god theres Afqa and Faty and 4F. I love you people. Then at night mum gave an upsetting news in 10 secs and in that 10 secs I feel like killing or punching her face.Haiss, but luckily got zuliyana,hana,ikha and pan. Pan?? Pan maner??  Irfan&lt;part ni="" tk="" wanted="" update="" past="" 2="" day="" actually="" facebook="" snatched="" attention="" away="" from="" blog="" ive="" back="" results="" as="" common="" thank="" only="" passed="" most="" important="" subject="" trying="" best="" failed="" math="" by="" two="" marks="" told="" about="" she="" try="" rebecca="" didnt="" come="" school="" so="" early="" morning="" but="" luckily="" got="" faty="" afqa="" sb="" dont="" really="" feel="" weird="" when="" mimi="" is="" know="" have="" unlike="" last="" very="" comfortable="" dearest="" classmate="" yesterday="" mum="" gave="" an="" upsetting="" news="" that="" particular="" 10="" secs="" cried="" cry="" thanks="" ikha="" hana="" yana="" and="" okay="" heh="" irfanmahmood="" chey="" ofcourse="" irfan="" yg="" scepat="" k="" aku="" will="" not="" sad="" face="" because="" bunger="" s="" having="" stomach="" pain="" now="" due="" his="" gve="" it="" food="" fur="" bushy="" where="" can="" find="" this="" boy="" love="" laughing="" like="" hell="" right="" d="" dalam="" diam2="" kembang="" joker="" besar="" then="" he="" asked="" me="" if="" want="" go="" the="" stadium="" with="" him="" of="" course="" said="" am="" ish="" happy="" girl="" lah="" hope="" my="" class="" a="" place="" in="" any="" event="" for="" sports="" seram="" i="" wana="" get="" ready="" to="" byebyebye="" yannie_daruwin=""&gt;&lt;/part&gt; Mahmood lah. Chey aku fake! Ofcourse lah Irfan Muhd. Alaaa..irfan.. irfan yg cepat bunger2. K aku fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, will not having any sad sad face because of boy bunger's joke. I am having stomach pain right now due to his jokes. HAHAHA.. "I gve it food alot..the fur bushy" HAHAHAHHAAHA.. where can find boy like this one?? Boy love rabbit? HAhAhA. OKay, I am laughing like hell right now. :D hehehe.. Dalam diam2 boy-kembang joker besar eh. Then he asked me if I want to go to the stadium with him of course lah I said YES! chey! I am isH a Happy Girl lah weyh. Heh. Ok, hope my class get a place in any event for sports day.. Seram sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylah, I wana get ready to school. Byebyebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yannie_Daruwin&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/564367627287182691-8055274116803738632?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/8055274116803738632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=8055274116803738632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8055274116803738632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8055274116803738632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/03/weyhhhh-i-wanted-to-update-my-blog-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JRBBElaer08/TW7EzZtFj8I/AAAAAAAAAhw/Ahs9q-W8Atg/s72-c/P050111_16.36.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3547280771439798065</id><published>2011-02-27T13:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T14:00:42.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbPiGjWIdHI/TWnoKLqUnlI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Pq_NNWwGy4c/s1600/P2120060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbPiGjWIdHI/TWnoKLqUnlI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Pq_NNWwGy4c/s320/P2120060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578244875101707858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First and foremost, I want to wish Hana Banana and Nora a Sweet 16 Birthday. Can't believe that you girls have turn 16 today and most unbelievable its on the same day! Bahhh! Well, I hope you girls enjoy your special day and before you blow your candles,make your wish wisely. :D May you succeed in everything you do and pass your N and Owith flying colours. Hope you girls love the present I bought for you girls.Lastly,I love you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to you,flower boy. I love you. chey~ AKU FaKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really need to stop with the AKU FAKE thingy. Its so irrits sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well oh well, Common Test just finished and overall I am confident that..... i will fail. Hah:D Please eh, I wasnt ready to go to Sec 4! Pffft..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was aye-okay day for me.  I get paiseyh so many times and yes, Huda,HAna,Mimi,Ikha and Keyra laughed at me. Thanks eh korang. Binget sia ngn korang. Aeng~ AKU FAKE! Love you girls.  Aku update blog ni ader org bacer ke? Boooo!!1 Im talking to myself. Boooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,, rias fetched me from under my block to go to school together because of the previous incident that happened. He so sweet. Then after school, Marcyz accompanied me to buy presents for the birthday girls. So sweeet eh Marcyz. Then&lt;br /&gt;gave Hana her birthday present and well atleast I made her cry. CHEY! AKU FAKE. After that went to Nora's BBQ party with brother and his gf. Was funnnnnn to be at her partayyyyyyyyy.. Ok done. Later at 3 gonna go to Msia and meet my parents to cut my hair and makan-makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye boy flower. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yannie Daruwin&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/564367627287182691-3547280771439798065?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3547280771439798065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3547280771439798065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3547280771439798065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3547280771439798065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-and-foremost-i-want-to-wish-hana.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbPiGjWIdHI/TWnoKLqUnlI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Pq_NNWwGy4c/s72-c/P2120060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-7711740036413959892</id><published>2011-02-25T06:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T06:35:30.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where'd you go?? I miss you soo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c8Nw8_7-HUY/TWbc5t7DZnI/AAAAAAAAAhY/QkN-yczTGzQ/s1600/becca.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c8Nw8_7-HUY/TWbc5t7DZnI/AAAAAAAAAhY/QkN-yczTGzQ/s320/becca.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577388072682874482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNVfGZyJrfU/TWbYsSXFW3I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Z-7qECuUspI/s1600/DSC02776.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What went wrong in our friendship? What did I do? All I want to know is what are my mistakes till we are not in the talking terms or messaging terms. I want to apologise to you,eh no, I apologised to you already and you ignore?? I miss our times as a best-oppositesex-friend where you know exactly what I am feeling and those stuff. I miss those times when you just entertained me even when I am blur or irritating. I miss the time when we otp for like few hours and I miss you. its nothing wrong to miss a guy friend. please,dont just jump to any assumptions. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,anyone who understands my whole story with you is someone that is unexpected,i guess. She know how confused I am right now. but but but,haiss. k dah lah idw to make mountain of the molehill. want to get ready for schools. byebyebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of ct. yeayyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAnnie DAruwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-7711740036413959892?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/7711740036413959892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=7711740036413959892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7711740036413959892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/7711740036413959892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/02/whered-you-go-i-miss-you-soo.html' title='Where&apos;d you go?? I miss you soo..'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c8Nw8_7-HUY/TWbc5t7DZnI/AAAAAAAAAhY/QkN-yczTGzQ/s72-c/becca.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-3904179766284074437</id><published>2011-02-17T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T21:18:07.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo YA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AuhIJGiA96M/TV0dsE7Qg_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/svZC_3XlfDQ/s1600/love%2Bedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AuhIJGiA96M/TV0dsE7Qg_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/svZC_3XlfDQ/s320/love%2Bedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574644556828279794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;I love myself and I love everyone. Even though I jerked at them, didnt talk to them I still love them.  Without them, this world means nothing.  I want to be someone important to this world and to you people. I want to be someone that could help people in need,like people in Africa. I have been dreaming about them and its like they are calling me for help.. I dont know how but I just wish I could. Am I too emotional? Haiss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Lately was fun. Enjoyed my time with Ikha,Hana,Keyra and Huda and also my Mimi Nemeth, Reanne, Becca, Hazirah and Afqa . Not to forget, Mars and gang. WOw.. aku dah macam buat speech ni.... Haiss, i pretty much miss nurul asyiqin bt md hasbi and my ttm. But i think for now, I did the best thing. I dont want to disturb my ttm anymore. I have been such a distractor and now i think my ttm hates me so yeah its for the best,right? Its a part I need to scarifies. (: But still, i miss my TTM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;I am trying hard to focus on my studies right now. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-3904179766284074437?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/3904179766284074437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=3904179766284074437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3904179766284074437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/3904179766284074437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/02/boo-ya.html' title='Boo YA'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AuhIJGiA96M/TV0dsE7Qg_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/svZC_3XlfDQ/s72-c/love%2Bedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-5152876466930696472</id><published>2011-02-07T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T20:34:59.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you Drake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TU_m2TvEcCI/AAAAAAAAAg8/K3JrdL65Ufc/s1600/edddddddit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TU_m2TvEcCI/AAAAAAAAAg8/K3JrdL65Ufc/s320/edddddddit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570925084765614114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Whoever I am or whatever I am , if you love me you will accept whatever I have. I never force people to like nor to love me. You have just gone a little too far but you need to know I wont care anymore. You treat me like this,its okay I will not do anything.God will do the thing. I never pray for a revenge nor I want to see you fall all I want is that you realised your mistake like I do. Chey~ But seriously I realised my mistake. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Becca, please this isnt for you. gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, Drake is so hot please. gosh. I told you before that he will be the 'hot thing' one day,haven't I? If you still stuck with JB, gosh. Come on. Get over him. He will be okay without you support. EH, no i dont think so. I think only DRAKE can survive even without your support unlike JB. JB is famous now because of his fans who think he is hot when Drake is famous is because of his fans love his songs and everything. I dont think i am talking any sense now. lol. Okay enough.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-5152876466930696472?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/5152876466930696472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=5152876466930696472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5152876466930696472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/5152876466930696472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-you-drake.html' title='I love you Drake.'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TU_m2TvEcCI/AAAAAAAAAg8/K3JrdL65Ufc/s72-c/edddddddit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-2635664126849146028</id><published>2011-02-06T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T15:14:20.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TU5JVk1EbWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/ZFVcJlxhAjw/s1600/P040211_22.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TU5JVk1EbWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/ZFVcJlxhAjw/s320/P040211_22.27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570470424116227426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hello (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am being such a pathetic loser by just posting such a small post every single time. Well, at least I didn't leave my blog with full of dust, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well oh well, sometime you just need to look something from different points of view, eh?&lt;br /&gt;Need to have different perspective from others &gt; thats what mum said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yannie Daruwin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-2635664126849146028?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/2635664126849146028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=2635664126849146028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2635664126849146028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2635664126849146028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/02/thats-what-mum-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TU5JVk1EbWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/ZFVcJlxhAjw/s72-c/P040211_22.27.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-1635184914580222416</id><published>2011-02-03T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T00:11:53.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUmBjPYHOcI/AAAAAAAAAgs/3Zy10WgCeHI/s1600/LA%2Bedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUmBjPYHOcI/AAAAAAAAAgs/3Zy10WgCeHI/s320/LA%2Bedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569124856643402178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thinking about that particular person who you adore could really make you smile. Even when people just say that particular person's name. If you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh when am I going to post a long post again??? WHEN? loll :/ no one care. So yeah, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-1635184914580222416?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/1635184914580222416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=1635184914580222416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1635184914580222416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1635184914580222416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/02/thinking-about-that-particular-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUmBjPYHOcI/AAAAAAAAAgs/3Zy10WgCeHI/s72-c/LA%2Bedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-6907513859813620861</id><published>2011-01-30T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T19:56:36.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OKayyy Yannie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUU_arjz-AI/AAAAAAAAAgg/xmWmc0Rj5qQ/s1600/mod%2B2.jpg"&gt;                          &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUU_arjz-AI/AAAAAAAAAgg/xmWmc0Rj5qQ/s320/mod%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567926241915566082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUU_avn1BfI/AAAAAAAAAgY/vSjgAsS04Pk/s1600/mod%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUU_avn1BfI/AAAAAAAAAgY/vSjgAsS04Pk/s320/mod%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567926243006154226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I really want those 2 dress up there like SERIOUSLY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I have changed my twitter's layout and it really look pretty. At least for me. I have finish reading the book I borrowed during my EL lesson. Now,left with another one. I have my SS homework undone. Great. Awesome. Well done,Yannie. Well done.  When are you going to start on your homeworks?? WHEN?? damn you,lazy bum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;err, why am i talking to myself? Why Yannie? WHY? omg am i crazy?.. OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How are you? Im pretty worry about you. Why? What happened? Issit me AGAIN? What did I do? OHmyohmyohmy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah la bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-6907513859813620861?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/6907513859813620861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=6907513859813620861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6907513859813620861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6907513859813620861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/01/okayyy-yannie.html' title='OKayyy Yannie...'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUU_arjz-AI/AAAAAAAAAgg/xmWmc0Rj5qQ/s72-c/mod%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-6042144981162839418</id><published>2011-01-29T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T19:39:21.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever you think</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUP4J__IgHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/dgvkuXxaCF8/s1600/P29-11-10_22.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUP4J__IgHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/dgvkuXxaCF8/s320/P29-11-10_22.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567566415038808178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;What wrong did I do till I have to face all of this? Oh well, Life is never fair, I guess. So, I don't think there's a need for me to brag all about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Or should I? Nahhh.. I dont thinnk so.. I will leave it up to God to do everything that God want. I am God's slave after all and it is my duty to do and obey whatever God want me to do. I love you God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; catch my eyes today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b&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/564367627287182691-6042144981162839418?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/6042144981162839418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=6042144981162839418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6042144981162839418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/6042144981162839418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/01/whatever-you-think.html' title='whatever you think'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUP4J__IgHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/dgvkuXxaCF8/s72-c/P29-11-10_22.40.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-2086987920476142043</id><published>2011-01-27T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T22:20:33.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUF-9BA0YrI/AAAAAAAAAf4/DtEXYDCc5eM/s1600/boo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUF-9BA0YrI/AAAAAAAAAf4/DtEXYDCc5eM/s320/boo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566870201115632306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You just need to know what does 'cut deplomatic ties' means because this is what we are going through,now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Am focusing more on studies and try to stay afresh for every single minute in every lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Not now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Byebye.&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/564367627287182691-2086987920476142043?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/2086987920476142043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=2086987920476142043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2086987920476142043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/2086987920476142043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/01/heyya.html' title='heyya!'/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TUF-9BA0YrI/AAAAAAAAAf4/DtEXYDCc5eM/s72-c/boo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-117931437668490963</id><published>2011-01-23T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T15:36:12.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TTvaPJC4EXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/pBky5fyLHGg/s1600/P011110_21.35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TTvaPJC4EXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/pBky5fyLHGg/s320/P011110_21.35.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565281718207254898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nothing really happened. So yeahh.. im focusing more on my studies nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks Faris for yesterday. (&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-117931437668490963?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/117931437668490963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=117931437668490963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/117931437668490963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/117931437668490963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/01/nothing-really-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TTvaPJC4EXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/pBky5fyLHGg/s72-c/P011110_21.35.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-8558161334320876738</id><published>2011-01-18T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T00:32:06.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;If that is what you want and that is what you get. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TTRtw-w9daI/AAAAAAAAAfo/UmhOHBXvOIs/s1600/DSC02710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TTRtw-w9daI/AAAAAAAAAfo/UmhOHBXvOIs/s320/DSC02710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563192127958906274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whoah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me so fierce ,no update blog for 1 week 1 day. chey~ Got people see my blog mehh?? Huh?Got mehh?? I no think have ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEE.. why aku talking like tht?? EEEEE... Ok shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys know, I was away to NYAA camp on the last weds to fri. The camp was AWESOME. 2h were AWESOME. I love them. I miss my 2D too. chey! I had fun with everyone and i hope that i could be someone that my juniors can rely on. I wish they know that I will be here with them to help out in their problems. gosh~ whatever. Glad some of them know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, no more camping. Focus on studies. N is drawing nearer and nearer each day. Ok, i should sleep now. You would not believe now what am i doing while i am typing this down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my new recess duty?!! gosh! wthh sia.. Thank you so much ah eh.&lt;br /&gt;Class was awesome but not Maths. gosh~ seriously he made alot of effort but it just still dont work out for us. Pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K byebyebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Yannie Daruwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; work out. Pity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564367627287182691-8558161334320876738?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/8558161334320876738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=8558161334320876738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8558161334320876738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/8558161334320876738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-that-is-what-you-want-and-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TTRtw-w9daI/AAAAAAAAAfo/UmhOHBXvOIs/s72-c/DSC02710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564367627287182691.post-1847534240470027056</id><published>2011-01-10T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T20:07:10.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;New Year, New Resolutions,New Boys,can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TSr2JWR7IyI/AAAAAAAAAfg/YeWzarKE0Q8/s1600/DSC02687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TSr2JWR7IyI/AAAAAAAAAfg/YeWzarKE0Q8/s320/DSC02687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560527330402312994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell me how can I do this? The F&amp;amp;N N level question paper are out and I am so stress. I am not sure which question should I do. I need some break. Nevermind Wednesday,Thursday and Friday I will be able stress-free because I could shout as loud as I could. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYAA camp this Wednesday till Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye(:&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/564367627287182691-1847534240470027056?l=ex-heroine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/feeds/1847534240470027056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=564367627287182691&amp;postID=1847534240470027056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1847534240470027056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/564367627287182691/posts/default/1847534240470027056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ex-heroine.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-resolutionsnew-boyscan.html' title=''/><author><name>Yannie :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10645810152758680704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TLVeHP_cY-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/P2a7iQjODCw/S220/P120910_10.18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AOCBsghOxEM/TSr2JWR7IyI/AAAAAAAAAfg/YeWzarKE0Q8/s72-c/DSC02687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
