<?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-13587189</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:12:11.741-07:00</updated><category term='i need you my love.'/><category term='back again'/><category term='we broke up'/><category term='I STILL NEED YOU...'/><category term='mizzing u badly'/><category term='i still think of you'/><category term='we are fucking assholes'/><category term='fu*k off'/><category term='kiss me'/><title type='text'>*~simple liFe....~*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>206</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2969024539858937815</id><published>2009-07-02T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T10:19:01.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adam Lambert- Mad World (thanks to cousin Feeza's blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Those lyrics plays like a recorder in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its top in my playlist for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just cannot stand the tiredness anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am just so tired and exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont feel like working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But  i can't afford to let those sales go by like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have so any plans after Hari raya and i need loaads of Ka-chings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm saving up for a short trip overseas and planning for my big 21st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want everybody to party even nenekakujugak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/13587189-2969024539858937815?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2969024539858937815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2969024539858937815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2969024539858937815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2969024539858937815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/07/adam-lambert-mad-world-thanks-to-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-3169610238452264817</id><published>2009-06-12T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T09:20:46.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why? I dont need all this. It just makes my revenge grow stronger. I dont know to who i wanna throw it all out. Isnt their words hurtful enuff in the past. Who izzit this time round? Don't make me your anger victim. Come on. Just face me and settle your scores with me. Don't take the simple way out. Are you out there to kill me.? I've suffered enuff. What else do i owe? What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna run away..From everything. Everyone cannot be trusted. Even myself. I think i'm too good for everyone. Too damned good.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are no match for me and you r the cheap one here..F*** whoever you want..i dont even care&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just don't forget, there's always payback time for you baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-3169610238452264817?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/3169610238452264817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=3169610238452264817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3169610238452264817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3169610238452264817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-i-dont-need-all-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7009570723821922255</id><published>2009-06-09T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:15:01.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>t</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It came back. I can't seems to run away from them. It might sounds ridiculous. I hate to think bout it again. I think i'm crazy. I have this fire thats burning down deep. They humiliate me. They hurt me with words in the net. All i can do at that point of time is cry. I thought i could feel better but it hurts me more. Mak came to me, and all i did was to cry on her lap. Those words are harsh. The pain has turn into revenge. To an extend I wanted to kill a child. And I still do now. I feel like meeting them up and throw all my past anger and suferings. Those words keeping running tru like a film strip in my head. Her face, another  her face, her voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think this revenge is becoming worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel like crying.. and i am....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bless me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-7009570723821922255?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7009570723821922255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7009570723821922255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7009570723821922255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7009570723821922255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/06/t.html' title='t'/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-3494631000969253603</id><published>2009-06-02T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:15:00.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Back! Lappie has been down for quite sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've missed out so many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New hippie stuffs happen, people come and go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wow, its just too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just had my Business Practice Level 3 exams and it sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't even do it. okok, i admit i studied last min. Which was the whole day of yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And when i get stressed up, I will definitely ,confirmconfirm cry. Ask people who knows me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have 1 more test to go tru which will be reveal later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Syamsiah will be leaving company end of this week. She got a new job which I'm not sure whether to reveal it here. nvm.  Whatever it is I wish her best of luck in any decision she makes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Truthfully, i hate having to part with her. She's my work buddy. We planned what we eat, ladies at 6pm and 9pm. Her laughter, her snort, her smile, her clumsiness, especially when she squeeze my arms..AWWW i'm so gonna miss her. She is responsible for some changes in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Syamsiah Mashuri, kau jgn lupe nyanyi lagu Taufik Batisah versi Sarawak ,orang iban yang mcm aku nyanyikn untuk kau dulu tau..Aku sayang kau banyak2 dalam hati. Kau jgn lupe aku tau. Nanti kau tengok muke aku kat Tv time Hari Raye k.. Sayang Kau Syamsiah Mashuri yang pegi concert Sweet Charity hari Saturday malam dengan maknye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I so wanna go for a short trip. Anywhere. In planning , Batam, KL or Bangkok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But i have to wait till end of the year. First, i need to save up lotsa money. Secondly, i wanna wait for my bonus. Lastly I have exams middle of Dec. Darn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's like June already! Half the year. How fast time flies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somebody's birthday is just around the corner and my plans are all not working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Problem is, lack of fund,  and i have no one to assist me in making the birthday bash. I've not even bought a present. Since its just the person 20th, i dun wanna make a huge bash. I wanna celebrate our 21st birthday fucking hell the fun way!  The problem now is what to get for that somebody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok now i fucking so tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Layang-layang terbang melayang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nyah! miukmiuk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-3494631000969253603?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/3494631000969253603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=3494631000969253603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3494631000969253603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3494631000969253603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-lappie-has-been-down-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-3949803362152842467</id><published>2009-05-09T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T02:10:00.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Some people are just so fickle minded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Its not easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; having to change my daily routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Its not easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; having to change the way i live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Its not easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;having to deal with peoples talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And when i've nearly get use to my new ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Its seems like things are back to normal like the old ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;This is not like some kids game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;This is a serious adult thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Its bout how you think, how you deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;With how feelings make you react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And in some situation, its dealing bout live and death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Its not something you juggle about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;When things came tumbling down, You picked it up and start all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Like as if you are practising before the show. No..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;These feelings are fragile dude..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;God create you, me , us with an organ called brains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Think. HE wants us to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Think about every single tiny weeny bit of things in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I feel like jumping down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; I feel so FUCKED UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Drink anyone? please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-3949803362152842467?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/3949803362152842467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=3949803362152842467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3949803362152842467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3949803362152842467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-people-are-just-so-fickle-minded.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-5159161550988055499</id><published>2009-04-22T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:10:00.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My weekend was a blast! I never had a great weekend before this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And i wouldnt asked for more.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday was Arab Street then Clarke Quay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was excited plus uneasy. I wouldnt want to mention it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It might create a misunderstanding. Those guys have really grown up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Since we are in school they are always so funny and full of craps that will make me laugh my lungs out. They never change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday night after work was Marina Barage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The place that i wanted to go so much! I was a simple surprise for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meeting the ones that i cherish and love ,at a place so wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything was so beautiful.But sadly it was only for a short time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I want to go there again.. pleaseee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know i have friends who loves me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who cares for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who loves me more than any of my boyfriend loves me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for every single day of joy and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The fact is, i love them too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and  i still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-5159161550988055499?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/5159161550988055499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=5159161550988055499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/5159161550988055499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/5159161550988055499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-weekend-was-blast-i-never-had-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-6524568284579663581</id><published>2009-04-18T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T09:03:34.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;After 2 trials, now I've passed my BTT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;I am the most happiest person in the nation for now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Next is FTT . I'm sure i have to take it more than once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;I wish I dont have too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Im addicted to the quizes on facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;At first i thought it was all lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;But then its not..Im having fun with everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Some of them are funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;I'm looing forward for Saturday. I can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Hopefully everything will go on smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Hopefully nothing will make me feel down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-6524568284579663581?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/6524568284579663581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=6524568284579663581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6524568284579663581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6524568284579663581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/04/after-2-trials-now-ive-passed-my-btt-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-631157173036624728</id><published>2009-04-16T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T01:00:00.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A man was punched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of me at a traffic light .Ouch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was nearly being knocked down by a lorry, while crossing at the TRAFFIC LIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green man on, he made an emergency brake, next to me. Damn..Fuckers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not even a hand of sorry,but staring instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Damn ,I think, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tanjong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Katong&lt;/span&gt; junctions are cursed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm still in a state of shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rain...I simply love the smell of rain. I had a few wet mornings lately. Luckily it rain after Ive reached my workplace. Listening to the sound of the raindrops hitting the window panes, soft thunder, sipping hot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Milo&lt;/span&gt; as we had our morning gossips..Wow..Another new day starting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blocked nose.Heavy head. Damn..Fever's on the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know what's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;in store&lt;/span&gt; for me next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surprises, shocked, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; taking 1 day at a time. Time goes by slowly yet i have to endure it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ya Allah please continue to guide me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-631157173036624728?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/631157173036624728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=631157173036624728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/631157173036624728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/631157173036624728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/04/man-was-punched-in-front-of-me-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-8361517219141642071</id><published>2009-04-06T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T01:05:00.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was about to fell asleep in the train when the song that i'm hearing suddenly stop, followed by my ringtone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nope i don't recognise the number. Having doubts to pick up the call, i stared at it. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Changing my mind thinking it might be something important, i picked it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Insurance? huh? Madzlan's daughter? Yes i am! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy u trick me. And boy i didnt expect for your call or even smses  in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Damn you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are making things hard dude. I wanna move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; If this is the way, hell no we ain't going anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you for your company all the way, but i think its not right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You said you gonna call back, but no im not gonna wait cause i know its gonna bring me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come on , stop lying to me,her, and yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You love to be on the phone with her. Admit it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to control myself. I promised to myself that its not time yet for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The time has in fact ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to face the reality and so do you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything is killing me inside..Slowly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its hard and i;m struggling..Can't you tell? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;How am i suppose to deal with this???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;AAAAARRGGGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"tiada yang lebih istimewa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dari cinta yang luar biasa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lebih dari sebutir permata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kau menyinari segalanya"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-8361517219141642071?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/8361517219141642071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=8361517219141642071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8361517219141642071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8361517219141642071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-about-to-fell-asleep-in-train.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7515749522233137364</id><published>2009-04-05T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:45:00.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Blame me for being too soft inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Blame me for putting on hopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Blame me for making those decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes blame me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I admit, its hard letting go of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know i should'nt have gone there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thinking that it could make things better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But no. It didnt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In fact it was the last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;On the way back home, everything seems so new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The route im taking, the bus that i took, the blue chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It plays like a video in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;These tears wont do any difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Its time i face the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I keep on telling myself that you'll come back around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ive been stressing to fall back in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Boy, damn i was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ive gotta pack up and leave now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I gotta be strong and leave everyting behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You will always be in my prayers dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I stay in live with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-7515749522233137364?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7515749522233137364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7515749522233137364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7515749522233137364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7515749522233137364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/04/blame-me-for-being-too-soft-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-6226908228370695587</id><published>2009-04-04T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T04:00:00.714-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back again'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Yes, another name. Don't ask why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Lets all start on a fresh page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;So many things has happened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Massive disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Yes for the second time ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;Ive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt; fell on my knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;I lost in the war named "love".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;I'm done with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;And for now its a never turning back story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Yes, we used to the on and offs lovebirds, but now, its totally off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Thank some of you out there, sending me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;couraging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt; words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Thanks to all who has always been by my side, helping me pull &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" &gt;tru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt; this breakdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Yes i still feel the pain, but some things are not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" &gt;meant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt; to be kept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" &gt;long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Yes i still miss the ex sometimes, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" &gt;Ive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt; gotta brushed it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;I believe there's someone else out there better for me and better for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Hate him? No..I've never sow any hatred in me towards him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;We are still friends. Amazingly Yes , we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" &gt;BTW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt; he has chickenpox for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" &gt;Hohhot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Moving on to other stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Work is still the same "yes, what size?" "Which colour?" "That will be $149.30 please" (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" &gt;kaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Yes First Lady..Nothing much on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;School! Yes its hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" &gt;Even though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" &gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt; at chapter 7 now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" &gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt; still revising on chapter 1!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;SO  that means i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" &gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt; catch up ! not yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" &gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt; i should take a few more day off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Mum and Dad is out of town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;So me and the siblings are going out till late night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Sadly no party, just making the house OURS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;And yes its 3.50am and i can't sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Maybe still thinking what had just happened few hours ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;And yesyes, i'm 20!!!! Haha..random la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;i miss blogging!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-6226908228370695587?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/6226908228370695587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=6226908228370695587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6226908228370695587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6226908228370695587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes-another-name.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-5985781632822843686</id><published>2009-02-11T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:29:01.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Abdul Roydzuan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Im sorry for making you feel bad all this times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Im sorry for making you feel disgusted by my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For shouting at you, for blaming you things you didnt do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For not having full trust on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know sorry wont make that heart heal so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It might not even heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But please give me a second chance to prove that we can make things out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Together. I miss those times where, we hold our hands tight, walking , laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I miss those talk late at nights before we end our day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I miss those hugs that you've stop giving me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I miss those warm smooch on my forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I miss those cuddles while watching teevee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mostly i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I miss you soo much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And i love you more than i love my own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I waited 4 years for your love. For our story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And i will still wait for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your name, your face, is pounding with my heartbeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You made me what i am today and i will never forget who i was before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Please give me another chance. Just one last chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you are reading this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Abdul Roydzuan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We share 4 years of ups and downs together. And i am not ready to let everything go yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Even if its in a good manner.  I dont want to beg for your love, I dont want to force your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Please let the love you  used to have back again and we can make things work out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If we could give each other 4 chances  why not try for another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you..&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/13587189-5985781632822843686?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/5985781632822843686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=5985781632822843686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/5985781632822843686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/5985781632822843686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/02/abdul-roydzuan-im-sorry-for-making-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2715951359707403362</id><published>2009-01-23T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:15:00.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ive got to share this with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Its cute and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fYSk-LFwkkg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fYSk-LFwkkg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;WATEVER IS WHAT IVE GOTTA SAY TO YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Sometimes because of what you expressed in your space, might bring a different message to the people. I dont get it. You are not even a grown up, and you expressed something like that. EEEuuw...You are 1 disgusting SCHOOLGIRL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;WHATEVER!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Remember the lady that you used to get help from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Well you can tell her, that her staring aren't scary enough for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And she's not that "big" for me. Tell her if she were to messed around in my place,in my space, she's not gonna like what i have in plans for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;WHATEVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And btw, both of you arent that wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Ayah's birthday is coming yet i dont have any plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My birthday is in a few weeks yet i am planning for Roy's birthday already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I have to many choices and gifts in mind, and i have a hard time choosing what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I dont expect anything big for my 20th. But i shall celebrate it the big way..&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/13587189-2715951359707403362?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2715951359707403362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2715951359707403362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2715951359707403362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2715951359707403362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-got-to-share-this-with-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-132692983929596087</id><published>2009-01-04T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:10:00.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NYE celebrations was simple. Marina Barage was full so we headed down to The Padang. Yes only both of us. Fireworks. bam bah boom, next was Makansutra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We had Ikan bakar with rice and bbq chicken. Simple yet yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reached home at 4am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A brand new year is here. Roy was asking what is my new year's resolution. Mine? Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need to think harder for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 years. It has been 4 years knowing him but yet there's more for us to discover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dont want it to stop. Cause you made me fall in love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im turning 20 next month. 20! gosh..Fast.&lt;br /&gt;How do i celebrate it?&lt;br /&gt;And Ayah's bdae on the 31st Jan..&lt;br /&gt;How do we celebrate it?&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/13587189-132692983929596087?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/132692983929596087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=132692983929596087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/132692983929596087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/132692983929596087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2009/01/nye-celebrations-was-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-1416213350524828051</id><published>2008-12-28T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:09:00.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes when you feel that you are alone, u need to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;When you get so stressed up, you need to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;When you get the feeling of losing your own mother, you need to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;When you know there will be unhappy moments coming up, u need to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;When there's no shoulder to cry on and warm hugs from your love one that you depend on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You need to cry harder and louder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And i am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Please cure her and stop all her sufferings and pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;She has gone tru so much. I/we feel the pain too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Please dont let those evil harsh talkings be heard by her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Take me as her replacement if you have to. Don't repeat those moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;We can't bear to lose her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Not now, not forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya Allah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Protect her , cure her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Mak, Ain sayang mak sampai hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-1416213350524828051?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/1416213350524828051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=1416213350524828051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1416213350524828051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1416213350524828051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-when-you-feel-that-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2070431722721851928</id><published>2008-12-24T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T03:30:01.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Love can be a wonderful thing yet sometimes can be painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Memories can make you smile wide yet sometimes make you cry out loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I or rather both of us discover the "feel" of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't believe in "love at first sight" when it comes to issues of the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nearly 4 years. A period of time for us to "feel" the love between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, its nearly 4 years since we first met. Love came knocking our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We both know what we want now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The past are painful and still hurts but i dont persevere for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I am still determine to go on and focus on our goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Those tears are not coming back.Insyallah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I waited so long for love to blossom between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The world is spinning around me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Our song is in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tears of joy flows down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;This moment will always be in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;There's just so much for me to say to you but i can't tell it in words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Your words, your voice, plays like a spoilt recorder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll wait for you for certain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll wait .&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/13587189-2070431722721851928?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2070431722721851928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2070431722721851928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2070431722721851928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2070431722721851928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-can-be-wonderful-thing-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4950072507191689529</id><published>2008-12-19T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:40:01.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Kak Faizah turns 24 today and so we made plans last night. First they wanted to watch Yesman  movie. then it changed to having shisha. Lastly we headed down to Cafe Del Mar at Sentosa. The place was fantastic. Awesome. Cool breeze. Nice fingerfood, drinks, great babes = wonderful night. Laughing, dancing the night away. Eventhought it was our first night out together, we had fun. Having time to talk, getting to know each other, gets the 4 of us close now. Babes how bout another round of fun? I really hope the bdae girl enjoy herself with our dancing and jokes for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Luckily, thanks to aris that he picked me up at Vivo last night right after he finishes his work. We had a nice chat last night on the bike and before he sent me back home. But it was cut half way when mother shouted for me from upstairs. Sorry dude. Mak aku memang gitu tak tau malu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I pray for your happiness dude. Dont worry, i won't ashamed you cause i know you are a great guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;n aku sayang kau jugak! Thank you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;My BTT is on the 22nd of January. Ive been studying and doing practices everyday. I hope pass everything  in just 1 take. I'm sure my life will change when i get my hands on the license card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;My weight seems to be the same and not going down more. I hate this. Ive been trying everything. Just name it everything. Thanks for the brainwash yesterday babes and i think i have so much confidence in me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Its hard to forget you  if you keep on doing this way. Its not possible for it to happen.It will never blossom cause i still have him. And i am still trying to make it possible between us. Please dont ever think of it. Don't add in the pain im going tru right now. Perseverance is all im left with. Dont destroy it with words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-4950072507191689529?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4950072507191689529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4950072507191689529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4950072507191689529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4950072507191689529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/12/kak-faizah-turns-24-today-and-so-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7849097242782185848</id><published>2008-12-16T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:20:00.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mind is going haywire now. I cant even think properly. I am sleepy but i cant sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like finally period is here and the cramp is unbearable. I wanna curl like a ball under the blanket but i wanna blog too. I told you i'm not thinking properly now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think i made the wrong choice, i opened up a new friendster account thinking i would be alright if i know the outside world once again. But the more i see those stuffs, the more i know smthing new, the more i met those people, the more i get anxious. I guess i am not ready to face the truth. It hurts seeing all the past. Slowly coming, piercing  tru my small red organ. *sigh*  It might be  a small issue to some, but nah-ah its not to me. The truth that i can't bear to face it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im uttering nonsense. seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And ohya, to you thanks for making me smile. Hope to see you around again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody wanna date me this Sat??&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/13587189-7849097242782185848?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7849097242782185848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7849097242782185848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7849097242782185848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7849097242782185848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-mind-is-going-haywire-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-3074858729752360290</id><published>2008-12-07T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:40:00.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;All the hot people in the world...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just opened up a new friendster account.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So add me !1 me me me me me me me!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's out with his friends watching movies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And i had a fucking damn day today..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The mood is off.!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-3074858729752360290?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/3074858729752360290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=3074858729752360290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3074858729752360290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3074858729752360290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-hot-people-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-1761859894034971787</id><published>2008-11-29T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:00:00.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am having two cats at home. How frustated can that be? I am very frustated now, at this very moment. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE- 1 cat/kitten is already making the house a mess what more 2 of it . I even have to share my pillow with him. Its not that i dont like it but having a cat can be quite hard. Running around your legs,meowing in hunger. I even step on it a few times when he was a kitten. You have to keep a watch on it afraid it might fell of the window like what happen yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;He fell of the window. Kiddie found him at the corner of the stairs. Pity.&lt;br /&gt;Just like a baby, when they were a kitten, they are so cute, so adorable, likes to be cuddle under your armpits. As they grow older and bigger, it gets naughtier, *" Senang kate makan hati beb!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now my bed is gonna be full of cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND- People change at times, without noticing it. Seeing that someone you know so well for 3 years change infront of your eyes, might just hurt you so much. They wont notice it and might not even admit it. It irritates me having to live my life in their way. It irritates me if things happen for a few times. It hurts me if they ignore me and left me feeling dumb. Sorry becomes so cheap from the lips. Sometimes i dont feel appreciate for what ive done and im asking myself why should i even be here standing and waiting for a person like that. They utter " i love you"s " i miss you", but their lifes,their friends,their feelings, are the most precious things they care for. They might not need somebody like me who has been the one tiring myself out. Ive been trying to make things happen and better but they dont care. Im tired of waiting and in the end im the one who loses out in this game. I'll just stand aside. Come to me if u need, love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Kau hancurkan aku dengan sikap mu, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tak sadar kah kau telah menyakiti ku."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD- I am just so in love with him..AAAAhhh Those eyes, melts me..&lt;br /&gt;NK PELOKK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s16.photobucket.com/albums/b16/cryingtweety/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hadymirza.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b16/cryingtweety/hadymirza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MARRY ME PLEASE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-1761859894034971787?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/1761859894034971787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=1761859894034971787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1761859894034971787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1761859894034971787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-having-two-cats-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2579324535048619431</id><published>2008-11-26T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:10:00.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive been sitting infront of this lappie for the past 3 hours or more, trying my best to edit and put those pictures into one masterpiece of my own. This place has turn dusty after not updating for a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;I dont have the time to update now cause i have not had my bath from this morning and i stinks..Time check its 11.05pm.&lt;br /&gt;The bf's going out and once again im left alone without him putting me off to sleep. I dont know how long i could put up with this kind of relationship. Patience is the element.I've got to be patient.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Ive been patient for the past 4 years yeh...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*... Love is blind baby...Love is blind.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ann Roan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2579324535048619431?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2579324535048619431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2579324535048619431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2579324535048619431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2579324535048619431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-sitting-infront-of-this-lappie.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-8111055730481291892</id><published>2008-08-09T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:37:00.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If things are not meant to be yours, it will never be. Its never to simple for me to handle relationships. For 3 years,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been trying my best to make things work out. To make things happen. Knowing him better  is to love him deeply. Now i realised, you've got to be ready to be in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm gonna miss that kiss on my forehead. You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;caressing my hair, you warm hands, on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss those days.  And im gona miss it more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its gonna be hard. But i think my decision is final. Lets make it happen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM STILL IN LOVE WITH YOU...&lt;/strong&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/13587189-8111055730481291892?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/8111055730481291892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=8111055730481291892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8111055730481291892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8111055730481291892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-things-are-not-meant-to-be-yours-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7856883000844628695</id><published>2008-08-05T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T18:35:23.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I read an article about poverty in Africa. It made made me cry. There's a picture showing a old lady making cookies using salt,water and mud. Then she will let it to dry under the sun. She will then sell it for like 12cents each. We can just dumped unfinished food,throw it away if its not nice while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;it's&lt;/span&gt; hard for them to even find a grain of rice. Buy a new packet of lunch while there's still leftovers from yesterday meal in the fridge where we can just reheat it. Take our own sweet time shampooing our hair with the showers on while they have to bathe, drink, cook using the same dirty patch of water. We are living in a place where we can get everything. We either have to pay for it before having it or use it before paying it at the end of the month. This place pampered us too much. Imagine if we have to switch places with them. We might cry for not having the things we have and wasting it while they are enjoying themselves, forgetting us in their place. It saddens me.Thinking of the things Ive wasted in the past. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; take the examples from people. It starts with me. I admit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been shampooing my hair while the water hits my back massaging me. It sucks right? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; trying to change my ways of splurging,wasting slowly. I know its gonna be hard.But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna try anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few months ago, a friend ,told me about adopting a child. She adopt two boys that she called her own. She said that those kids in the homes would cry, sob by their beds every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lebaran&lt;/span&gt; morning if no one comes to take them home. Since that day she took one of them home. She's not married and are often being asked whose kids are they, she'll reply" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a single parent". How strong of her to face people's talking. People were like accusing those kids her results of having sex with her past boyfriend. Her ex left her since she took one of the boys home without discussing with him first. She had them since they were still newborn. Their parents either &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; claim them at the hospital or dump them outside the home's gate, leaving them to freeze in the night. Cruel human beings. Ever since that meeting with her, i dreamt of having kids in the house. I had a chat with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mak&lt;/span&gt; and A&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dik&lt;/span&gt; a few days ago bout this and they agree with me in adopting a little boy for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lebaran&lt;/span&gt;. If i could afford the cost and procedure, i am determine to adopt a boy for a week. Mentally i am ready, so are the rest. If there's any information about adopting or any one looking for adopting parents..Please give me a call . I'm willing to take them rather than they are being left in the cold to die by irresponsible parents. Or thrown down the rubbish chute.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lets all take a minute out of our lives to pray for every human being who are out there waiting for help. Those victims of natural disasters. Those who lives with poverty. Those whose homes were destroyed bringing the souls of their families together. Who lost their precious belongings, family members and memories.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lets give them a space in out hearts. Pray for their well-being. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-7856883000844628695?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7856883000844628695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7856883000844628695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7856883000844628695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7856883000844628695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-read-article-about-poverty-in-africa.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7360543831271549530</id><published>2008-06-17T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:25:00.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its like finally.&lt;br /&gt;I get to sit and blog and hopefully i finish this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats up?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things are up..&lt;br /&gt;First things first.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 19TH TO ABDUL ROYDZUAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YEH! Its 19th baby!  Like finally right? But u slept early on ur birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry i can't be there for  u since both of sus are working. I'll make it up to you.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday boifey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously , am so, tired.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just feel like quiting but I don't know when? I just can't leave things like that.&lt;br /&gt;I have my own responsibilities there. I love the people around. Whatever it is i need a way better job then this. I have stock-taking day this coming Monday. And so the whole store is like busy and running around. Boxes of clothes. Tapes and strings to tie those bundles of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;My hand are soar. Lifting heavy bundles up their storage.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there's Faiz to help us out. Thanks dude. That guy just makes our day. Especially his laughter. He laughs like a horse btw..&lt;br /&gt;Last week was a trip to Batam. Our intention was to try out their new spa that just opened.&lt;br /&gt;Then i had my period on the day itself. So we headed down to their new shopping centre which was unbelievable CHEAP!&lt;br /&gt;I was like going crazy. So Spa was cancelled and we decided to do it probably next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bitten my CT till i bleed on one particur night. Hailed a cab at 1.30 am to a private clinic. It hurts damn. I dont wanna blamed anyone for this scarred leg . Ive ben keepig things to myself and being silent after the incident. I dont think they need my advice nor hear my voice in this house. It hurts more seeing those scars. Forget it. whatever it is, they are still my mother and sister. arrgh...&lt;br /&gt;i need a break thinking about them. They tire me out more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-7360543831271549530?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7360543831271549530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7360543831271549530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7360543831271549530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7360543831271549530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-like-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7723750098597507556</id><published>2008-04-16T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:57:34.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Its gonna be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; week ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I have 1 day off for this week and upcoming week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;We are lack of staffs and so i have to sacrifice my sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So hopefully we'll get someone fast to take over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Since Roy has started school and he has no class on Fridays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i took Fridays as my permanent off days starting next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So i could make Fridays our must meet up day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Right Roy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BTW&lt;/span&gt; thanks for dropping by and leave a tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And thank you for the evening just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still miss you laaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Congratulations to Nin Sulaiman and Wife, Suria, for the new coming second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;baby boy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;May the baby brings good luck to your business and blissful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;marriage ahead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-7723750098597507556?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7723750098597507556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7723750098597507556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7723750098597507556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7723750098597507556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-gonna-be-long-week-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7744024799352257466</id><published>2008-04-07T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T09:10:37.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"You leave me breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You're everything good in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You leave me breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I still can't believe that you're mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You just walked out of one of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So beautiful you're leaving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Breathless"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I realised i owe a lot of dates with my friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still owe tanning with Ama kuros giler babi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Ama lets skip the tanning cause i work really hard to have this fair skin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And i hate sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Lets eat can? ahhhahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Diana and Haikel a meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Sincai babe for free gym sessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lastly, Roy.I really wanna a real date with you soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Period always makes me hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have so much on my list of "want to eat".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;burger king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mutton chop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mee soto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lasagne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sup tulang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and the list goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roy might give up on me 1 day due to this cravings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am simply exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-7744024799352257466?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7744024799352257466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7744024799352257466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7744024799352257466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7744024799352257466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-leave-me-breathless-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-8507351678745746871</id><published>2008-04-05T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T09:16:41.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Something happen at work today that made me sit, think and cried silently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not everything's in this world is perfect. Not humans, not money, not feelings nor love.I tried being perfect in many ways. But im not even close to perfect. But im thankful enough that i hve everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've realised that i think,i guess, i know that ive made a big mistake that may left me feeling regret in later days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's just something not right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know about it, but im not sure how to explain things in a proper manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What happen today was indeed a lesson to be learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ama dropped by to say hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are seriously kurus, sexy nk mampos!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jst by having 1 meal a day, waking up at 3pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am always envy of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She had the most perfect tweenteen birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Most importantly, she has friends that are always for her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are one lucky nak mampos giler babi babe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANDANDAND....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you la///&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roy's out of town. i do feel his absence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-8507351678745746871?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/8507351678745746871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=8507351678745746871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8507351678745746871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8507351678745746871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/04/something-happen-at-work-today-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7883872255616527311</id><published>2008-04-01T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T08:58:09.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"So, i won't hesitate no more, no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; it cannot wait &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;there's no need to complicate our time is short &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;this is our fate, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; yours"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It has been long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; been abandoning this blog of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I really cant find the time to sit and really blog about those past days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But now with the company of a packet of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;milo&lt;/span&gt; drink, i shall blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Work is fine especially after i remind myself that i need to love the job so that the money i get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;will be much appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I need to love waking up early. i need to love everyone. Most importantly, i need to love myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I need to really love myself even if no else do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ive planned to take up driving lessons instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I have to plan my financial properly this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;No more over-shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;No more buying what i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I need to feel my hard earned money fully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I need to achieve something that i really treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; doing it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Talking about financial, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; thinking of opening an account with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OCBC&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;POSB&lt;/span&gt; withdrawal machine are not easily available, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; i have other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;atm&lt;/span&gt; cards to withdraw if i cant find a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;POSB&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;atm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Plus at least i could save up once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If u really cannot commit , then u should sit and think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like i said, i should deserve better treatment then what i received now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its not fair. Totally not fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want you to do what you should do not doing it after i tell you bout them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel like giving up everything i have right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If freedom is the word that leads you to heaven, then tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If the old me is the thing you wanted the most, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sorry, it'll take time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; sorry for always making you hurt sometimes,but i guess it is all a lesson to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;trust me, its gonna take a lot of courage,&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;patience ,strenght and time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#ff0000;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If really the feeling is there, you or rather we wont be hesitate to go far..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#ff0000;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deep down below there's still love for you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#c0c0c0;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-7883872255616527311?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7883872255616527311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7883872255616527311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7883872255616527311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7883872255616527311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-i-wont-hesitate-no-more-no-more-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2728782694076010880</id><published>2008-03-03T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T07:51:06.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;its the day ive been waiting foor soo long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;today is my off day and so is tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i did the laundry by dumping the clothes in the washingmachine and spent the whole day lying on Anis's thin mattress outside, infront of the teevee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;watching hikmah at 4 till i doze of once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I was suppose to meet Roy after he finish working but then i was too tired cause  i was running around the shop yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The crowd was unbelievable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i had to attend to 3 customers at a time. okok, it is normal but this time the customers are the ones who are not normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;They are the makciks2 who dont keep the word patience in their vocabulary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Shouting to my ears,  giving me the attitude face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well being me and not polite at all, i decided not to serve them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;One got fed-up, she and her family walked away complaining to among themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Serve them right la eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;At the end of the day, i was halfway asleep while doing closing paperwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Pay day is soooooo near..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;its like in 2-3 days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*sniffs*   money...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I had started jotting out my shoopping list for this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I guess i had to put some stuff  aside first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;When it comes to payday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i always felt so pressurize..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;With that amount of money, i will NEVER be able to keep some for savings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I am trying to but i cant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I think it makes no different with me working or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Im waiting for the day i quit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Abg Shafiq(the cisco next door) has ended his service for our company last week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Its sad. We did a tiny weeny gdbye celebration for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Things are definitely not going to be the same with him not around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We are sooo gonna missed him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I reallyy need a getaway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Bali, Bangkok, Hong Kong, New Zealand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;nearest- Langkawi, KL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;haiiiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2728782694076010880?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2728782694076010880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2728782694076010880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2728782694076010880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2728782694076010880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-day-ive-been-waiting-foor-soo-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2367187073001469478</id><published>2008-02-25T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:03:17.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Surprisingly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apparently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;They still hasnt quit wanting more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Great.Cause me too, cant wait for the ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To still think , they still care, to know what i am up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or wondering am i still in love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Too bad sweethearts, i played this game long before you guys did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And sadly for u guys, i am still DEEPLY in LOVE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well with open arms, i am gladly to welcome you  back, in the playpen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just signal when u think u are ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cute little ones like you all, dont deserve any words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bashing those little love ones that you u is inocence, might make you sit and rethink of what u did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND btw, get everyone involve cause crowds makes me stronger...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2367187073001469478?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2367187073001469478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2367187073001469478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2367187073001469478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2367187073001469478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/02/surprisingly.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2296464857627692099</id><published>2008-02-19T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T08:46:27.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R7m1eD8qvrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6ywHZJkCVJQ/s1600-h/Arse000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168361575444823730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R7m1eD8qvrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6ywHZJkCVJQ/s320/Arse000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R7m1cz8qvqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zCQycdCzfNU/s1600-h/Arse001+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168361553969987234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R7m1cz8qvqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zCQycdCzfNU/s320/Arse001+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i got these....cute cuter cutest, cutey pie..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R7m1eT8qvsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Bx4BG5_i6wU/s1600-h/Arse017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168361579739791042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R7m1eT8qvsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Bx4BG5_i6wU/s320/Arse017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks handsome sis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R7m1fD8qvtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/j0qwehFMOO8/s1600-h/1_238969417l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168361592624692946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R7m1fD8qvtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/j0qwehFMOO8/s320/1_238969417l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ooops i mean lovely sister.. i love you la eeeh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/13587189-2296464857627692099?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2296464857627692099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2296464857627692099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2296464857627692099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2296464857627692099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-got-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R7m1eD8qvrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6ywHZJkCVJQ/s72-c/Arse000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2099912110615018335</id><published>2008-02-18T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:31:42.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its my birthday !!!! yesterday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But im still in the mood to party..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;being 19 is like hmmm... bluek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate the number 19...it reminds me of ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nevermind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but yesterday after work party was a blast..not only i received dedications via radio...i receive wishes from the whole 2nd Chance company even from those whom i am  not close with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Plus i was drench at the end of the night..Luckily i brought extra clothing with me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cold colder coldest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was making plans for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;east coast..but Roy couldnt take the day off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DLB O, but with who? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get drunk but pay day is way too far to cover for the loses later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;none of it works so here i am having my foot masage in the foot bubbles massager...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sweet sister of mine bought me turtles softtoy ..at least it keeps me away from missing my lost terapin that ran away from its bowl...:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She also bought me a big lollipop that acts as a massager on ur back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cool and cute...its exactly wat i need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ayah bought me shoes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roy had chocolates for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweet sweeter sweetest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A year more to go and i am 20! how fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was just 17 ,2 years ago. and reach legal last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Awww.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fast faster fastest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im gonna be 1 happy lady this week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy happier happiest....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks for all wishes via emails, friendster comments/message..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;presents, phonecalls,smses,dedications,water splash,hugs, smiles..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everything!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks thank you thank you all very much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im 19!!!!!!!happy birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2099912110615018335?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2099912110615018335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2099912110615018335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2099912110615018335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2099912110615018335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-my-birthday-yesterday-but-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-6473259755177251718</id><published>2008-02-05T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T07:44:07.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"""""IF A MAN WANTS YOU&gt; &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stop trying to change yourselves for a relationship that's not meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Slower is better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; If a relationship ends because the man  was not treating you as you deserve ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then heck no, you can't "be friends."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A  friend wouldn't mistreat a friend.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Don't settle. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The only person you can control in a relationship is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, Why would he treat you any differently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Always have your own set of friends separate from his. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; If something bothers you, speak up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Never let a man know everything. He will use it against you later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You cannot change a man's behavior. Change comes from within. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are...even if he has more education or in a better job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do not make him into a quasi-god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; He is a man, nothing more nothing less. Never let a man define who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Never borrow someone else's man. Oh Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; If he cheated with you, he'llcheat on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A man will only treat you the way you, ALLOW him to treat you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All men are NOT dogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You should not be the one doing all the bending...compromise is a two-way street. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You need time to heal between  relationships...there is nothing cute about  baggage... deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; You should never look for someone to  COMPLETE you...a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals...look for someone complimentary...notsupplementary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dating is fun...even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr. Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Make him miss you sometimes...when a man always know where you are, and your always readily available to him- he takes it for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need.Keep him in your radar but get to know others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Share this with other ladies..... You'll make someone SMILE, another RETHINK her choices, and another woman&gt;PREPARE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them and an entire lifetime to forget them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BY THE WAY, THIS WAS WRITTEN BY A MAN""""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was browsing tru my friendster message and i found the above from Roy's sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eventhough the date stated 04/10/2007, i still kept it in the inbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And "the above" made me RETHINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mayb i want something else. NOT someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Something nice, different, new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;How do i elaborate this in words...hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alright..i want something much more sweeter than what i have now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Im just a normal human created by up above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And every of his human creations are not perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And im sure everyone, every single one, wants something more than what they have now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They wants something higher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In my words.i want something else means..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want that moment, where things goes perfectly awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;With nothing that can stop the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The moment of perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I missed those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Where tears dont shed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Songs of  sadness dont sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hatred dont bloom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know you are there/here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but you seems far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i cant feel you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The tears of joy.Tears of laughing too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Songs of happiness. Friends.love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Feeling missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I long for that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BUT working 12 hours a day can't bring myself to moments like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And the other half, is enjoying without giving what i want into consideration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Call me selfish, ego,too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but i missed it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i missed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i missed us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i missed &lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-6473259755177251718?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/6473259755177251718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=6473259755177251718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6473259755177251718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6473259755177251718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-man-wants-you-nothing-can-keep-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-9124278970629247388</id><published>2008-01-29T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T06:28:09.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;1 month  and im back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;the lappie was having some problem with the ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;What has been happening lately.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;My results have been out last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I passed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;and ive sent an application to Dover ITE to proceed for my higher nitec cert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I shall just wait and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Work work work with only two days of off days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;one word-tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I just need someone to massage my back and legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But at the end of the month , its worth the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I cant wait for it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I had less time for Roy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Feeling tired and drawing near to period always makes me angry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So who is my victim for me to throw my tantrums?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Roy of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Pity him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;sorry for throwing tantrums at you lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i'll make it up to u ,alright..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Btw thanks for the meal and fried mars bars..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Its as sweet as you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I am sick and tired of coming back home after work to find my sister and CT my cat .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Why? because the fight over little things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;When the sun is shinning , they will even share a tub of  Ben And Jerry's Turtle soup ice cream together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;When times are bad, they'll fight, like hell..N i am soo irritated by Anis evil laughter and CT whinning and crying.. She is such a big bully. Anis Anis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Im hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-9124278970629247388?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/9124278970629247388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=9124278970629247388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/9124278970629247388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/9124278970629247388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/01/1-month-and-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-6711152319389400440</id><published>2008-01-03T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T08:33:11.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have BIG plans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;food:checked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;prices: checked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;location:checked but not confirm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; starting to have second thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is everything worth it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is the occasion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;necessary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is he gonna like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Should i tell him what i am planning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Should i continue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If i doesnt turn out to be what i planned for then i;ll just make a simple one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That will do, i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Even if he dont remember the special day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shhh..i hope he wont read this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-6711152319389400440?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/6711152319389400440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=6711152319389400440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6711152319389400440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6711152319389400440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-big-plans.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-6440282458332210958</id><published>2007-12-31T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T06:39:07.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This might be a long entry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A new year is begining in a few hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And this is the last entry for the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;07 have definately brings joy ,laughter and tears for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But im thankful my love ones are still here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Fun at school was never like the year before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Friends to keep my laughter going on from morn till afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Dateline for projects and assignments to rushed for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hectic + fun =School...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Love life..&lt;br /&gt;I had the most fucking horrible days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Because of a lie that created a big molehill, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I , the dumb one, was embarrassed in the world web.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I, the stupid one, was cheated umpteen times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I, being the too patient one, was being spit by hurtfull words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Too think back, everything was a disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I was down with anxiety attacks, glue sniffling, dose of drugs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;All because of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It still hurts till now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But it is all a lesson to be learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Work life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Nearly 5 months now and it fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;more to tiring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I shall welcome 08 and my upcoming 19 bdae with warm smiles and hopefully everything is gonna be wonderful and colorful like 07 but no heartbreaks please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;As i promise, these are my staff's night pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j9ofmV3TI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IwSJOnkiqt8/s1600-h/PC200187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150145046017072434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j9ofmV3TI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IwSJOnkiqt8/s320/PC200187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j9pPmV3UI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-WBShe809yI/s1600-h/PC200190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150145058901974338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j9pPmV3UI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-WBShe809yI/s320/PC200190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j8pvmV3OI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SOmQrIMsUUU/s1600-h/1_218636246l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150143967980281058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j8pvmV3OI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SOmQrIMsUUU/s320/1_218636246l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j8pvmV3PI/AAAAAAAAAHw/X5OgXRxj-MM/s1600-h/1_685342176l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150143967980281074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j8pvmV3PI/AAAAAAAAAHw/X5OgXRxj-MM/s320/1_685342176l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j8p_mV3QI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HsvMlTG_8Cc/s1600-h/1_697336088l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150143972275248386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j8p_mV3QI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HsvMlTG_8Cc/s320/1_697336088l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j8p_mV3RI/AAAAAAAAAIA/DGhlWoeNycQ/s1600-h/1_789742779l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150143972275248402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j8p_mV3RI/AAAAAAAAAIA/DGhlWoeNycQ/s320/1_789742779l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j8qPmV3SI/AAAAAAAAAII/Ur0fLcHflk4/s1600-h/1_823899582l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150143976570215714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j8qPmV3SI/AAAAAAAAAII/Ur0fLcHflk4/s320/1_823899582l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have fun and happy new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-6440282458332210958?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/6440282458332210958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=6440282458332210958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6440282458332210958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6440282458332210958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-might-be-long-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/R3j9ofmV3TI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IwSJOnkiqt8/s72-c/PC200187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4614939666498872524</id><published>2007-12-25T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T23:27:24.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Its like FINALLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The laptop is back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It has been like 3 weeks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;3 long weeks without it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And for 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;loong&lt;/span&gt; weeks what am i busy with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;WORK..Working full 12 hours most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Back home at midnight..Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Next morning the same thing happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Work, seeing different people meeting the same people at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Home sleep. What else can i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Its my off day on public holiday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Just what i needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I had my first proper meal of rice and dishes just a few minutes ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Heaveeeen&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I have been eating junk foods at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McDonald&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LJS&lt;/span&gt;..Coffee Bean..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Popcorn&lt;/span&gt; and ice-cream before closing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And, packets and packets of INSTANT NOODLES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;my hair is starting to fall. and i gotta stop eating them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But what is a must is that i must have my daily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soya&lt;/span&gt; bean drink bought at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haig&lt;/span&gt; Road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Heeeaveen&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So many things happen during the 3 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Staff night was a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I really had fun especially during dinner.The desert was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;HEAVEEEN&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But most of the boring time were spent taking pictures by the pool side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cool..and not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;forgetting&lt;/span&gt; meeting cute guys.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Farhan bdae pit was awesome..totally awesome..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Great food, great company, greta fun, but lack of sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Days with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; was better.Better then the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hopefully things will somehow stay this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Things to do on my off day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Day 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Wash all my work clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;teevee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Eat as much as i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Recover the number of hours i lost my sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;new bedsheets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Check emails/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Blog reading.- i missed so much news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Day2: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;meet love for a wonderful time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what i have in mind for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Congrats to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Yana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for passing her Class 3 licence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Sorry to her and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;for not being able to attend the dinner yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We'll meet some other time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Insyallah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Now we shall wait for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; to have his class 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;license&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; make me wait to long sweetheart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I have $8.26 in my bank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;$10 and a few cents in my wallet to survive 1 more week till pay day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;oh God..i guess this is what some working people are going through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I shall stop here and i'll upload the pictures next time ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;btw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love...i still love you sweetheart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-4614939666498872524?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4614939666498872524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4614939666498872524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4614939666498872524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4614939666498872524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-like-finally-laptop-is-back-it-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-6625197897116413827</id><published>2007-12-07T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T23:29:50.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now it is time you slowed down forward momentum. Let others pursue you today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living on the fast track can be exciting and rewarding, but right about now it is time you slowed down your forward momentum. You can wait a few days to return those phone calls or emails -- why look so eager? Let the other people involved show their willingness to put forth some effort. You should be courted and pursued right now, not the other way around. You need to be reminded that you are a prize that is worth winning -- and working for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Interesting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My laptop has some kind of virus that unables me to on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Darn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So now i'm at Kuzzin Lenggang aka Shafizah crib's using her laptop while she's out shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And Shae's taking her shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have Savage Garden-Truly Madly Deeply, on Feeza's playlist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sorry for opening up your songs huh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have the ITE web page. Reading through the procedures and requirements of the courses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Blogger in another tab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Friendster in another page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Things to be done before the pay runs out of my pocket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Presents, presents, presents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who do we have in the list of December babies&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;. The Zailani families&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;: Cik Saripah - 12 December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;: Shaelyana Bte Zailani-16 December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;: Shafizah Wydiana Bte Zailani- 25 December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Not forgetting&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My own sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;:Nur Anis Bte Madzlan-14 December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;That already took half of my salary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Diana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Azian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;. WNN peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Sanso chai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.more dates with Boifey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I gtg now.Leaving with Shae..Ill blog again when i find a laptop.yeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Take care everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-6625197897116413827?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/6625197897116413827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=6625197897116413827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6625197897116413827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6625197897116413827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/12/bottom-line-now-it-is-time-you-slowed.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7151711252078557650</id><published>2007-11-22T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T09:05:06.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i am multi task-ing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Updating this getting-not-interesting blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Update my psp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Listening to new songs lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;BUT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;In my mind is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;What to wear for work this Weekends especially this Fri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;What to wear to Staff's Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;When to buy the right dress since i have no time to shop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;What should i buy for Farhan's bdae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Soo many things. so little weeny time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Why am i soo free to do attend to all this stuff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Coz holidays are on the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Ive finish my workpieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Ive finish my assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;My projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Surveys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;All done!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Im ready for work now!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;But i need this 1 week of rest...hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;For now im having a headache..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;feel like vomitting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Boifey's out fishing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;im off to sleepp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-7151711252078557650?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7151711252078557650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7151711252078557650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7151711252078557650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7151711252078557650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-multi-task-ing-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-1264330980330878496</id><published>2007-11-17T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T09:02:37.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Its hard being a daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Its hard being a filial daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Its hard being the perfect daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Its hard being a daughter and has to stand alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But I've tried my very best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My very very very best in becoming your perfect daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My very best in making you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You can shout, scream, pull my hair or whatever it takes to ease your anger away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me be you punching bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me be deaf my your screams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me be blind by the tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me bear your pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause it hurts me deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It hurts me seeing you like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It hurts me really hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's like thorns piercing through my  soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Even if you have hurt me deeply, i'll perish those feelings for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cause you are....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My Mak forever.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If ever you stumble upon this entry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I just want you to know that i've always love you whatever  happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If i was given a choice by God , I am prepare to give my life away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if that is what that makes you happy and could keep you smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-1264330980330878496?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/1264330980330878496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=1264330980330878496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1264330980330878496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1264330980330878496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-hard-being-daughter.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-1640505699993811571</id><published>2007-11-10T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T08:20:49.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;"I think i like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; I know you like me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; But we both choose to remain silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I know there's boundaries between us and we cant make it far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;So lets keep on liking each other in silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Cause i think it's better for us and them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I ran into on of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;colleague's&lt;/span&gt; blog and guess what i saw!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RzXZWKtjUUI/AAAAAAAAAHg/g5v7UOhZ2o0/s1600-h/PA130091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RzXZWKtjUUI/AAAAAAAAAHg/g5v7UOhZ2o0/s320/PA130091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131246325314310466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;She secretly took my picture, when i was talking to one of the staff.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;No one&lt;/span&gt; knows it until we saw that picture.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;But its nothing mushy, just asking for forgiveness..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nyahhahah&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sweeet&lt;/span&gt; huh...&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/13587189-1640505699993811571?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/1640505699993811571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=1640505699993811571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1640505699993811571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1640505699993811571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-think-i-like-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RzXZWKtjUUI/AAAAAAAAAHg/g5v7UOhZ2o0/s72-c/PA130091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-16188334242982280</id><published>2007-11-09T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T06:52:44.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Call this love at first sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Call me crazy for falling in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Call me insane for staring at your eyes every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;People's talking wont bring both of us down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Our age gaaaap won't make things impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;All i know is that im in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; YeS you.Jonathan Rhys Meyers.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RzRzhqtjUTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rYJ3mp_hoqs/s1600-h/jonathan_rhys_meyers_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130852897720062258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RzRzhqtjUTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rYJ3mp_hoqs/s320/jonathan_rhys_meyers_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Perasan giller kn..tapi tkpe..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My love is all for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-16188334242982280?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/16188334242982280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=16188334242982280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/16188334242982280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/16188334242982280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/11/call-this-love-at-first-sight.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RzRzhqtjUTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rYJ3mp_hoqs/s72-c/jonathan_rhys_meyers_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-342220127864653851</id><published>2007-11-06T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T07:02:03.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bottom Line&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do not doubt the thoughts that are flying around in your head today. Trust them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Detail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The good news for today is that you have a totally accurate idea about what you are dealing with -- and what you will have to start dealing with soon. There is no need to doubt the thoughts that are flying around in your head right now, even if other people are telling you that you're being dramatic (or paranoid). It's not true at all -- you are right on target. You are right about your suspicions. Act on your convictions and be aggressive about what you want to accomplish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I got the above from Friendster. And my mind was thinking bout something. Like what the above mention. But what i should do when i dont even know whats the commotion all about above here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;( pointing the head ).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;There is something going on and is going to happen. But what? I have been cracking my head and squeezing my brains juice out but i cant seems to get the answer. The strange thing is, i know, i realised the answer  is right in front of me but i am trying to get away from it. Trying to run away rather than facing it. Solving it. I know it has got to do with something that i got to make a decision. I could only see the shadow of it but not really the whole thing. It seems foggy. Aarrgh. Yah call me paranoid but i just cant put this "bug" that is bugging my head, in words. Its hard to explain. iTs ok. Just drop the subject. Ive been running in circles. Arrgh This is Life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I realised a minute ago that credit cards,nets in detail, money, cash, really plays am important part in my life. Yes MY life. It's not that i am money-minded or "mata duitan" but seriously, i think i 've pampered myself too much all this while. Ive been too soft with myself. Yes with myself.  I need to slow down my pace on financial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;btw, Why am i writing all this??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;arrgh Again, this is life.Pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-342220127864653851?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/342220127864653851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=342220127864653851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/342220127864653851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/342220127864653851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/11/bottom-line-do-not-doubt-thoughts-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-674604749688971335</id><published>2007-11-05T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T06:57:06.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I have 3 more weeks of schooling and i can hear working days calling me.. I was late for school as usual this morning. Cikgu was rushing to collect all our workpiece when i realised that i've only done 1 !!!!!! And i have 2 more to go. So i was rushing to do my 1 piece. Drilling holes, grinding them into sizes and now i'm left with two. Luckily the third 1 will only take me 1 hour, if i concentrate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Then its displine time. I have to wake up early everyday,ON TIME, to go to work. Im not whining but how fast time flies, and I cannot treat it like school. Its the real world i'm facing out there. But what makes me damned tired , is the journey.  1hour 15 mins or sitting in the bus, was spent sleeping. With earpiece stuffed in both ears, music blasting loud, i slept, ignoring the smells of leaves and armpits. Wwhat do you expect when you are riding bus 67 ? Wooohooo.. Smells, loudness of voices, underarm natural scents, eyes on every inch of your body. I just cant be bothered. All i want is sleep and more sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But what i like most is the journey back home, in the bus, looking outside the window where i can see lots of night activities. I dont know why but ihave this feeling of wanting to go out and explore those "red light" places. hmm..I found them interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Wwhatever it is, i am soo looking forward for working days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-674604749688971335?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/674604749688971335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=674604749688971335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/674604749688971335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/674604749688971335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-3-more-weeks-of-schooling-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2025311847557643152</id><published>2007-10-31T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T08:18:57.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;to Zuhairi, staff of semuenye and Syima, staff of FL2..Sesungguhnye, aku si biol nie telah meng-add korng ber-due ye.. slamat berbahagie.. Oh btw, happy belated legal day syima!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jumpe on Sat nanti ye...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sesungguhnye, like what Hairi tagged, 'walaupun bersedih, ko tetap ingt pasl makn". I went to have dinner with Mr Boifey. Like i said i was craving for my "Chicken French Burger' at Burger King. So, we went to westmall to have them. And i was super satisfied with my meal. Plus, i got  2 pieces of mozzarella cheese FOC..You guys should try them. The  7-inch chicken fillet, the mayonise, the melting cheese, the slices of chicken ham under two ,7-inch "breads"..Super delicious. I once try it in Malacca and i keep craving for it. Now that  they've brought it in,  I am so gonna drag Boifey whenever i crave for it. OOPs but not always, coz starting next week, i am working out my fats.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive discussed it with boifey and he agreed  to play badminton with me! Yup..Badminton..Abit of running..I hope i'll slim down in this way. Food wise, i am trying my best not to enter the kitchen. Nyah..yup.no entring the kitchen for junk foods anymore. Only small meals and looads of plain water. :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Mayb what we talked about was true.  Like what i kak nadya say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"In order to move on, You gotta learn to let go.Let go of all the heartaches, Let go of all the grudges, Let go of all the miseries,But for once, Dun ever let go of the memories.By not admitting your past, Its as bad being ashamed of your true self"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;(Sesungguhnye, aku telah me-repeat phrase ini buat kali kedue.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Just give me time, Im sure everything work out well. Insyallah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Andandand, i have five more weeks of school &lt;em&gt;(yet i still have so many workpiece  to be handed.)&lt;/em&gt; and im out. Arrgh cant wait for next year. New school, new friends, new experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;new memories. woohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2025311847557643152?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2025311847557643152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2025311847557643152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2025311847557643152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2025311847557643152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/10/attention-to-zuhairi-staff-of-semuenye.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4151031292038343556</id><published>2007-10-30T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T08:22:56.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I received an email from Kak Nadya today, as in 30th October. I am so honoured that she took minutes off her time, just to reply and advice me. Kak Nadya's entries, has always been soo inspiring. From the day i bloghop onto her blog, ive found a place to make me read and smile at the same time, find a moment of peace. Her blog has always been something valuable in my life. Every single entry, every single word, is an advice and means soo much to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"In order to move on, You gotta learn to let go.Let go of all the heartaches, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let go of all the grudges, Let go of all the miseries,&lt;br /&gt;But for once, Dun ever let go of the memories.&lt;br /&gt;By not admitting your past, Its as bad being ashamed of your true self"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"To Love Is Not To Own. To love is to make sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;To love is seeing that someone you love happy,&lt;br /&gt;Even if it means, seeing that someone you love happy with someone else"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank Allah for having to stumble onto her blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank Allah for having someone who means so much to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank You Kak Nadya.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank Allah for Kak Nadya.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, i am soo craving for Burger King's new menu Chicken French Burger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andandand...Kak Ain's Chic &amp;amp; Cheese spring rolls..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmmm..real good food should go along with great company..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-4151031292038343556?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4151031292038343556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4151031292038343556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4151031292038343556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4151031292038343556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-received-email-from-kak-nadya-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-1985426999314626087</id><published>2007-10-27T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T09:28:22.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Kak Nadya, alhamdullilah, you did what major of your readers advise you. I hope i did the right thing by mailing you, expressing what i've been keeping in heart for soo long. Insyallah may we get to now each other better after this.My prayers are with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;School has been hectic. Ive been trying to get to school on time but as usual i will always failed to do so. I only have 5 weeks more before i end my second year of Nitec days. I can't wait for everything to end. I have several of metal pieces uncut for my project. I must try to go for P.E. I must try attend ALL lessons. I can make it. But i feel the laziness la seeh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Weekends as normal are spent working. Boifey too, has found a job at Aldo Vivocity.And this means good news to me. I "could" drag him with me to find a new bag for me, and at the same time , get good discounts. Can i sweetheart?. Pity that guy la..hehhe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Ohya, my mother once said, once a guy start to compare or praised other chick, you either leave him or you CHANGE. i must change. This weight thingy is driving me crazy. I really gotta do something bout it. And i just had two bottles of Yakult to cleanse my stomuch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To you, thanks, your words are encouraging. Insyallah, may we meet one day. Keep those emails coming.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-1985426999314626087?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/1985426999314626087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=1985426999314626087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1985426999314626087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1985426999314626087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/10/kak-nadya-alhamdullilah-you-did-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-8118747554905605827</id><published>2007-10-15T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T09:29:31.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesungguhnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dun have the time to update..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesudahnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blog terbengkalai..(melayu sungguh)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesungguhnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am soo tired..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesudahnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still have to work this saturday..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesungguhnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've made looads of friends since work..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesudahnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Semue giler..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesungguhnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didnt even take a photo of myself during first day of Hari Raye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesudahnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People miss out looking at my wonderful hair colour..(perasaan giler)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesungguhnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advertisement kluar muke aku yg mcm kuih apam..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesudahnye...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku dh jadi celebrity terkenal antare kaum Umat Islam..nyah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesungguhnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went dating with the boyfren and i got Anna Sui's wallets...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesudahnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love him more and aku happy gilerr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesungguhnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Entry nie takde motive langsung..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesudahnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tapi tkpe, sebab tgh happy nye pasal..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesungguhnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Selamat hari raye maaf zahir dan batin too all my readers...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sesudahnye..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Klau masih ade rase iri hati and dengki..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kau memang tk setaraf dgn aku la eh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;boleh ddk bawah ketiak laki ko la eh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keseluruhan sesungguhnye dan sesudahnye, seindah bahase..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SUMPAH AKU TKNK GI SKOLA!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-8118747554905605827?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/8118747554905605827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=8118747554905605827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8118747554905605827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8118747554905605827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/11/sesungguhnye.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4758383429138964639</id><published>2007-09-26T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T07:39:54.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Waking up at 3.30pm. i had my off day today. Went outside,but noone is back yet. i sat down on the sofa drinking a cup of hot milo, switching on the radio.  aaaahh..After days of working, sitting home is heaven. I realised that ive missed out a lot of shows on teevee. And Eid Mubarak is just around the corner and my house is still not started to ready yet. Work was and is so much fun plus tiring. I got to meet loads of people with different types of attitude. All kinds of faces, cute dudes, beautiful ladies, celebrities and not forgetting babies! Cute chubby babies..aaahhh. peaceful..I am looking forward to work tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                 &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i am asking myself what happen yesterday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                              Perhaps things happen for thousands different reasons.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                  It was as easy as clicking your fingers, as you say those lines.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                              After all that i have gone through. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                               I tried my best to pick up those bits myself after it torn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                      Like a puzzle, i tried to put it back, nicely, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                           so that it will develop that picture once again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                         I went through everything thinking that you were with me all along.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                  But yesterday, when i turned,i realised  i was alone all this while.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;        You were back there having the fun of your life, without even giving it  a try.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                  I am soo dissapointed in you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                       You've smudge the picture that ive tried to match all  this while.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                             It may be easy for you to say it end, but as much as it hurts you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                        it hurts me even more. And ive been trying to make it better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like a saying, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    " A brokenheart is like a bended rod, no matter how much you try to straightened it, you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; will never get it back to normal."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;      &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Probably its time for me to keep silent. Let time create our story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I won't force your feelings. Lets just start from the bottom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lets just start from when we used to date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Start from square 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I pray for your happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do whatever it takes to make you  happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And whatever it takes to keep this relationship going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gdluck sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-4758383429138964639?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4758383429138964639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4758383429138964639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4758383429138964639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4758383429138964639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/09/waking-up-at-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-295315932747218058</id><published>2007-09-19T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:53:22.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am still soo worn out. All i need is more sleep.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why? why must we ladies go all the way to make sacrifices for you guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Must we wait for your calls/msgs/or you sign in, like what i'm doing now,yesterday and the day before??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hhaaaaiizzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sick of waiting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-295315932747218058?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/295315932747218058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=295315932747218058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/295315932747218058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/295315932747218058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-still-soo-worn-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-6176949657973008946</id><published>2007-09-18T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T11:08:12.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I certainly felt the "tiredness" of juggling and working. I am so exhausted now and all i wanna do is sleep. But i just can't shut my eyes. i need loong sleep badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abdul Roydzuan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; You must think i am crazy , but if tomorrow never comes, i just want you to know that i love you. Eventhough there were times where you've hurt me deeply to the extend i've hated you soo much that i dont even wanna hear you voice what more see you. I even thought of leaving you as a revenge.But to see you hurt,its like hurting myself. Whatever it is, what happen on your birthday this year, was not a revenge from me. It happen unexpectedly. I didnt meant for things to go that way. and i apologised for it to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i remember how you hugg me and kiss my forehead whenever we fought. It made me feel safe and love once again by you.  The days where we sit and talked , laughed on your couch. It made me the most happy girl. And the times where i hurt you with words, pain you with my fist, scar you with my fingernails or probably more.  I still remember the guy whom i first met,the guy who only look up to me, a ugly duckling, when he has a problem or bored. the guy who create mess with his ex gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know you are not that guy anymore. You turned to be a wonderful man. A wonderful man whom i love and will always remember in my whole lifetime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know we've just known each other. 1 and a half year. It might be short and still early, but soo many things has that left me sitting and thinking.  I never really have an answer from you that will make me feel full secured in your arms. My mindset worsen when the horrifying history , past by. It makes me hate you sometimes, but deep inside ,i know i love you. I love you for many things.  You are my bestfriend and my lover but,i do not now which side of you i enjoy the most. I tresure each side of you, just like i tresure this relation we have together.You have something inside which is very special, Abdul Roydzuan, very special. But i've yet to discover what it is. Perhaps we need more time. more time to develop more love and sweet memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont know why i am writing this for you but when i look at you, i am frightened by knowledge that all this will have to end,not so soon, hopefully. I just cant bear to lose you yet. i am not begging you to stay nor go. Nor do i am am hoping for you to knee down on your knees and beg me for forgiveness and begg me not to leave you. No,not that. just to recognise how much i love you.  I know that you are not gonna read this, but somehow if ever you come by,, i just wanna you to know that i love you when im typing this, I love you when you read this. It is a time like this where i craved for your warmth and comfort, of your hugss and touch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-6176949657973008946?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/6176949657973008946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=6176949657973008946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6176949657973008946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6176949657973008946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-certainly-felt-tiredness-of-juggling.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-1396865000996250916</id><published>2007-09-12T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T09:42:48.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abstract  from the The Oprah Winfrey show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1: Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;   -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; I ve been standing up for him all the time. But did he? I dunt know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2: Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Ive been trying my best to change myself. This includes the attitude, the character, the dressings. You name it.Everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3: Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- I ve always wanted the relationship to be better. Better than better. Better than good. Greater than great. Stronger than strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4: You cannot change a man's behavior.Change comes from within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; - I've always wanted to change him into someone who really puts me on top. In to someone really independent, someone better than what he is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Conclusion- All this has to stop. Because , again abstract from Oprah Winfrey show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 1: "If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 2: If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; 3: Keep him in your radar but get to know others.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 4: Dating is fun... even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr. Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And lastly should i follow this last advice?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 5: Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I guess i need to take the relationship slowly and try to calm down before making any decision. I really love the bond.really. and not forgetting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Him......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Fasting people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-1396865000996250916?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/1396865000996250916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=1396865000996250916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1396865000996250916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1396865000996250916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/09/abstract-from-the-oprah-winfrey-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7848740897703307111</id><published>2007-09-04T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T06:02:23.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to blogging cause my connection has been fixed and back from Malacca after 4 days. Till i have to skip school yesterday. But now that i'm back, i'll get things done here. Malacca was fun. Eventhough I didnt wanna go at the first place, after reaching there, i was too excited. Especially when Pak Teh's family plus us = to fun plus disaster. The cousins were hilarious even when they are tired. During the 4 days of fun we had kenduri, my first kampung wedding, Mahkota Parade, Hot Spring Water Spa, Kota Tinggi Air Terjun andandand.. shopping!!!!!! Waahh. and not forgetting loooadss of fooood. I am soo exhausted now. But not i'm back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few more projects to be done. A few more weeks till holidays and working days. The day will never stop for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired...i need sleep..nites..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-7848740897703307111?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7848740897703307111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7848740897703307111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7848740897703307111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7848740897703307111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-to-blogging-cause-my-connection.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-3064455155753110968</id><published>2007-08-19T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T23:22:26.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Phwee one week has pass and i and not so exhausted. 5 days of school and weekends are spent working full shift. My legs are soar now that i even skip school today when actually lesson ends ast 12 today. Hahaha. Reasons why i didnt go school: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;1- I was too lazy to iron my school clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;2- I dont feel comfortable weraing them cause they seems to be shrinking or is it i am getting bigger?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;3- My legs are soar and i am walking like a duck again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;4- i need to make-up for my lost sleep. yes, sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but please dont tell my mum bout this, cause she didnt know bout it.This is one advantage to have working parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;School: I have 3 assignments to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;1 is due next monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the other is due on the 22nd and i havent even started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Last is my workpiece, i have 4 more workpiece before i can start sitting in class sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i started to have second thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i am not to sure whether to sit and talk bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;naaah just forget bout it..its juat a minor thing in my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;not i need my sleep.gdnite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-3064455155753110968?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/3064455155753110968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=3064455155753110968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3064455155753110968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3064455155753110968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/08/phwee-one-week-has-pass-and-i-and-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2225402846343636403</id><published>2007-08-15T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T08:23:15.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is such thing as I.P address. The users of I.P address of 203.127.180.160, i suggest try saying hai to me when u see me in school cause i know who you are.Dont expect me to look at you cause i know your face resembles a green big ogre, SHREK! nyah! btwbtwbtw. thank you for opening up my blog only when you are in school, using the same computer as me! Alright maybe its my fault too. So people never open up your blog using school comps cause this is what youll get.. People that are psycho and terencat otak-muke-mcm-berok-tak-tau-malu. Dasar #$^#$&amp;^&amp;amp;$^#$%# !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2225402846343636403?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2225402846343636403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2225402846343636403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2225402846343636403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2225402846343636403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/08/there-is-such-thing-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-8974506121538536802</id><published>2007-08-14T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T07:48:06.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;At last i got to sit infront of this lappie, watching teevee and blog annndd watch the 9pm chinese drama but missed the rest. It has benen a very busy week i can say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Where am i on National Day, and both past weekends? WORKING! yes..i have been working 4 days straight after i started my first day on National Day. I must say working is really tiring and hardwork. I was so tired that i fell asleep and missed my stop Sunday morning.I was at tampines so i had to bounce back to Paya Lebar. I was 20 mins late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Working in the sales line "again", really tests my patience. What more i have to deal fussy and irritating plus rude,malay community. I just hate the way they treats and talk. Children running everywhere, and they talk out loud like they are the only ones there to shop for clothes. duh! The kids even played hide and seek in the fitting-rooms and under the hanged clothes where keep some of the stocks there. I was shocked to find a kid sitting quietly,smiling at me, hiding under those clothes. To think back, it was funny but at that point of time, i was pissed off. It really irritates me when the kids are running about, cry, scream. I dont mind the kids age 3below running about, but i'm talking bout the 5 above.Its irritating..Wonder how their parents educate them.Not all, but i encounter 50% of the makciks talk loudly!Such a disgrace. Working under the same race boss, added more to the suffering. They think they are bunch of millionares, but hell no. They think by selling those golds,by giving people money, they are great? They cant even give a smile but to scold and scream. huh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;butbutbut lets just put the working days aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;School is pressurising. I have 4 more workpiece to be cut in 4 weeks. How can i really manage that. But i can do it! I sure can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thank&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;for making my tired days happier and meaningful,with the help of him picking me up and seeing him smile without failed even when he's tired. It makes me feel content and satisfy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I thank God for everyday experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thank God for giving me a blissful and happier life now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thank&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;for being here still with me after the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;For making me so special in his arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;For making me feel loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thank God for creating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And you know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-8974506121538536802?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/8974506121538536802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=8974506121538536802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8974506121538536802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8974506121538536802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/08/at-last-i-got-to-sit-infront-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4945872819823213704</id><published>2007-08-07T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T10:11:03.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RriiNkHncHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Kcm9cO2LRO0/s1600-h/chixcheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096001332287336562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RriiNkHncHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Kcm9cO2LRO0/s400/chixcheese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I ordered 2 boxes and had them delivered right on my doorstep. Mak fried 9 pieces right away and 3 of us ate it while it's still hot with the cheese still melting inside..comments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Adik:hmm sedap..pakai ayam ape nie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Mak:hmm oklah. untok lidah budak mude bleh ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Me: sedap seeh..tapi cheese skit la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;go try it..it's nice and yumyum! you'll forget your boyfriend after that..nyah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A date out with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;on sunday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Movies-"Disturbia"-its hilarious watch it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Butbutbut, Bugis nachos are nice but not its cheese.blek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;butbutbut, i finish it all..nyah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Next shopping, but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; wasn't doing any great help in helping me choose a necklace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;nyah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;next, i wann watch "knocked up". i heard its funny and "hot"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;btwbtwbtw..thans so much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I am so excited, i'm starting work this Thursday. Don't asw where. Hint- just say hai if you see me working,while you shop for your baju kurung! nyah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I think i have the most cleaness and cute cat in this area. She just likes clean bedspread and the way she rolled on them just irritates Mak . just look what she is up too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RriigkHncII/AAAAAAAAAHM/GKyj523xTfk/s1600-h/Arse007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096001658704851074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RriigkHncII/AAAAAAAAAHM/GKyj523xTfk/s320/Arse007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-4945872819823213704?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4945872819823213704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4945872819823213704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4945872819823213704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4945872819823213704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-ordered-2-boxes-and-had-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RriiNkHncHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Kcm9cO2LRO0/s72-c/chixcheese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2695347624250160552</id><published>2007-08-04T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T03:09:08.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM SO PISSED OFF NOW/TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You promised me to have our time out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well after i've the green light from the "home authorities", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you changed and ruined everything by going out with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fine i just sit at home now, and get drunk or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You really made me pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Should i show it to you? well hell NO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You wouldn't care anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;arrrgghh.. just don't find for me while you are having fun outside cause i soo don't need you now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;aaarrrgggggghhhh  #%*&amp;$*$$%$$&amp;amp;*@#@**(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:*&amp;#$%@#%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&amp;amp;#$%@#%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2695347624250160552?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2695347624250160552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2695347624250160552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2695347624250160552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2695347624250160552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-so-pissed-off-nowtoday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2385809408087304739</id><published>2007-08-01T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T08:23:23.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The past Saturday was spent with Adik going shopping around Bugis Street. Its a Saturday and i soo DONT like going out on Saturday cause i know the country will be pack with youngters with different kinds of ATTITUDE. yah..Called me whatever but i just don't like it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then it was Sunday where i screwed myself. Coming back home at 1.20am! I got myself into Mak's and Love's songs of nagging.Whatever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday was Nafa Test. All 5 items plus 2.4km at 3.30pm under the scorching sun. My timing = 22 mins! nyahaha..I had cramps till now to the extend i can't walk properly and go to school today. Blame me for not working out for 1 year plus.duuh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School has been perfectly fine and stress.Datelines to meet, waking up early just to make sure i come early and not missing anything. Songs of nagging from the sirs begging me to come early. Yeh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes its hard to divide the love between a best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friend and your own love. To decide to give more to whom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But i am trying my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Overall....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We are fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfectly fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2385809408087304739?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2385809408087304739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2385809408087304739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2385809408087304739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2385809408087304739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/08/past-saturday-was-spent-with-adik-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2864752341137088637</id><published>2007-07-25T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T07:14:08.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Its been looong since i sat in front of this lappie to blog, log in to my friendster account, chat on msn, upload my pics and looads more. And i guess this entry might be a looooong one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;What have i been up to lately this week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Well mostly for weekdays i'll be in school from 8am till 4.30 PM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then headed back home to sit back and chill by watching looads of my daily chinese drama on teevee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I have the 5.30-6.30pm drama. Then a half an hour break till 7pm to the next i hour drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;At 8pm, bathe, get things ready for the next day, dinner and back to my sofa for the 9pm show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;SO, my nights are very occupied. I'm just so in love with the heros in them. Who knows i get to marry a hot chinese dude in future?..yeh..I lioke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The weekends were very busy with Abg Mamat's wedding. But sadly i only got to spent there for while cause i gotta rush to Batam with Mak to have a dinner with Ayah there. It's a must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Since adik wanted to stay at Abg Mamat's place, Mak suggested i ask Ika along. I was damned lucky to have her agreed at the last minute. It was funfunfun with her along and we planned go again next month.Batam here we come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RqdZ7UHncAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/W0G1RmMhLxY/s1600-h/IMG0126A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091136779313442818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RqdZ7UHncAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/W0G1RmMhLxY/s200/IMG0126A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RqdZ7kHncBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vekoM-AK4lM/s1600-h/IMG0120A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091136783608410130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RqdZ7kHncBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vekoM-AK4lM/s200/IMG0120A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RqdZ7kHncCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/IiII4RlXGzo/s1600-h/IMG0124A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091136783608410146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RqdZ7kHncCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/IiII4RlXGzo/s200/IMG0124A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RqdZ70HncDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/orruyRVbJ7Q/s1600-h/IMG0117A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091136787903377458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RqdZ70HncDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/orruyRVbJ7Q/s200/IMG0117A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and days aren't complete without this dude..thanks la eh awak..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RqdUB0Hnb7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/7ce7rFZBFiQ/s1600-h/royain2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091130293912825778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RqdUB0Hnb7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/7ce7rFZBFiQ/s320/royain2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; 3 more weeks to go before holiday. Then Puase, then Raye..then I become 1 happy lady in the world..yeh..Working life is calling me at the end of the year.Hmmm.. and i can smell the sea!&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, i met Khadijah aka Katek(i'm not sure i could still call you that name), this morning..You are looking great now...Its a pleasure to meet you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2864752341137088637?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2864752341137088637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2864752341137088637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2864752341137088637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2864752341137088637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-been-looong-since-i-sat-in-front-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RqdZ7UHncAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/W0G1RmMhLxY/s72-c/IMG0126A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4549300135316998235</id><published>2007-07-19T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T08:24:08.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not sure whether u should blog bout this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is really hard for me to take this situation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not sure whether i should leave for their happiness or just stay and continue to be dumb.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know i made a huge mistake or rather sin in my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know. But nobody is giving me a chance to make things up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody is treating me nice under this roof.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They are all doing their own things and ignoring me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate it when people asked, "who is at home?".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; What do i answer?? Do i tell them the names of my family members that doesn't talk to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That doesnt even treat me like they used too??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How i wished i didnt make that mistakes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't blame them coz they are not wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am , and now they make me bear the consequences now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All i have to do is bear with them,even if it takes all my lifetime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when they talked to me without looking at me plus the tone of hatred.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when we act like strangers when we bump in the lift.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when they don't offer their food like they always do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if i get back home with no one to talk to except CT and Mr Smoochy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to endure this challenge, no matter what.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I jus need the strength, courage and patience.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Breathes in,breathes out...*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love-Life wise..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm having second thoughts...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know why..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mayb due to the changes of the surrounding &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And us....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-4549300135316998235?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4549300135316998235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4549300135316998235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4549300135316998235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4549300135316998235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-not-sure-whether-u-should-blog-bout.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4413214303528086189</id><published>2007-07-14T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T10:15:10.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For a moment in my life,i have my bestfriends and him around me but not my family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody seems to care whether i've eaten, i go to school or even am i at home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wake early in the morning with nobody except for CT (my cat) and Anan(turtle). Money left on the table top for school. Coming back home with  only CT greeting me by running towards me and purrr, after hearing my "assalamualaikum". They laugh and giggle while watching t.v or playing with CT, while I, the sinful daughter sits in the room, hearing them. Am i already a stranger who only stays in this house for shelter? I am completely turning crazy. I used to share my day at school or funny situations that happen for the day with Mak. Then she'll laugh at the same time, advise me. But now, i have no one to turn too. They all do their own stuffs. I really missed all those laughing. Really i need it back..Is my sins to hard to forgive? Am i that bad??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mak,abg please come back in my life. Ain betol2 miss both of you..Sorry for ALLLLLLL  the sins i've done...Please..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-4413214303528086189?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4413214303528086189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4413214303528086189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4413214303528086189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4413214303528086189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/07/for-moment-in-my-lifei-have-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-1739991168084726719</id><published>2007-07-11T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T07:30:42.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;As I expected, Kassreeal Alfi is out. The now popular Kassreeal Alfi. It’s not that I don’t support him, I do,but I know he won’t go far. Anyways he is blessed with good love and a voice in him, and at least he’s known now. I just missed him, not Kassreeal but Alfi. The Alfi who used to make the whole class laugh and spice up the the boring classroom.&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of seeing Kassreeal in t.v. I want my handsome classmate Alfi back. Hope to see ya in class tomorrow dude.It’s been long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to have lloads  of love around me. Love from my parents, love from my friends, from Ika, and not forgetting from Roy who pampers me with everything. Today, when I was otw back home in the train, thinking of every single person in my life, I felt so blessed. Blessed to received love once again after so much suffering and pain.&lt;br /&gt;The person who once left me with those pains and hurts, are now the one who pampers me. Eventhough, I hate him soo much a month ago, those hate turn into love once again. Its true what I’ve heard. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Never hate too much, it’ll turn into love, never love to much, it’ll hurt one day”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; He may be the one who used to hurt me allll the time, but now he showers me with love all he can. I know I can never be over-confidence bout him cause I don’t know what might happen in later days. Called us “unpredictable couple” or “obsessed”, I don’t care. I know him inside out better then those outside. I would have walk away long ago if you don’t mean anything to me.  I am still here cause I believe we deserve so much more than this. So be happy you girls out there.I suggest try harder. I ain’t gonna give halfway this time. And gonna make it worth a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I never declare seriously . I hope you are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abdul Royduan, I am in love with you once again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-1739991168084726719?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/1739991168084726719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=1739991168084726719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1739991168084726719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1739991168084726719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/07/as-i-expected-kassreeal-alfi-is-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2556942876041181785</id><published>2007-07-07T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T04:57:45.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Getting beaten up by her, was painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting slapped by her, umpteen times, at this age, was painful and an embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing all those not true stuffs bout me, was painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing her , accusing my friends, was painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, to think back, what hurts me the most and very painful was to hear her say that I hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling me to take the knife and kill her with my bear hands.&lt;br /&gt;For me to shout and scream at her.&lt;br /&gt;For me to “accidentally” say the that harsh word “CIB**”.&lt;br /&gt;For me to “accidentally” say the word “ BAB*” , to her.&lt;br /&gt;For me to make her cry and weep like that.&lt;br /&gt;For me to stare at her face like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, I have been the most ungrateful, ill-mannered, rude daughter in the world yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what come on to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes me soo mad at her yesterday till I say all that to her and made her cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I wrong to get mad over her just because she accused my friends?,&lt;br /&gt;She accused me of doing nothing at home?&lt;br /&gt;Reading my diary a few times?&lt;br /&gt;Not trusting me?&lt;br /&gt;For calling Ayah, everytime, I came home after 12. Everytime we fought, but not when those two other siblings did something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;For always saying my past&lt;br /&gt;I felt like Ayah only now bout ,my bad side, my ill-mannered ways.&lt;br /&gt;Am I wrong to get mad to this woman who gave birth to me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, I admit I’m wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was rude to her. Damned Rude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I make up for all those sins yesterday ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know saying sorry and kissing her feet yesterday won’t  makeup for all those sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I make her cry and weep like that bout me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t mind the sins of  drinking alcohols, taking those make-me-fly drugs, having sex  once a week.&lt;br /&gt;But making my Mother cry and scream at her hysterically, is a very heavy sins in the whole wide world. Anything to do with Mothers, are heavy sins for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made the most dreadful sins in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah help me. Get me out of this uneasiness in life. Show me the right path to where I really belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak , I never hate you. Not abit. You are the first priority in my life. Never I had intended to scream/shout at you like that.&lt;br /&gt;I am truly sorry..Really I am…  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2556942876041181785?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2556942876041181785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2556942876041181785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2556942876041181785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2556942876041181785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/07/getting-beaten-up-by-her-was-painful.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-3890858550566854836</id><published>2007-07-05T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T11:20:16.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am not sure how i wanna react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I am not sure i should continue giving you this love of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Out of sudden i felt scared once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Out of the blue, you did something,that made me felt unsecure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You made me think twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Sometimes how i  wished you could propose me that question again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Propose to me in a proper manner and not on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Sometimes how i wished, you could show more appreciation and concern. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pamper me more but with limits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; God give me a light to show me to the right path to choose the right decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-3890858550566854836?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/3890858550566854836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=3890858550566854836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3890858550566854836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3890858550566854836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-not-sure-how-i-wanna-react.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-6954879806700896341</id><published>2007-07-04T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T10:05:11.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Sometimes I really wish to make the right decision. Decisions that are fair, equal. Decisions where I won’t regret when I think back bout it. Decisions that won’t even make me to think back. Decisions that won’t hurt anybody or myself.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, to think back, I don’t understand why must there be such thing as/called decisions?. I might be weak at times. Yes I admit it. I’ll try to make a wise decision, but things will just happen in a wink, even before I try to react. It happens all the time and this makes me s-l-o-w in making decisions. Even when it comes to simple decision-making like” what to eat?” “ what to wear?” OR “ what to say?”, sometimes its hard for me to make a quick and snappy answer for myself.. Like, What The Hell! Kan? The thought of it,seems to be easy peasy..But when the time comes, it would not be what I’ve expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pit on Sunday was Fabulous!!! I had funfunfunfunfufnfunfunfunfunfunfunfunfunfunfunffunfunfunfunfunfun.But sadly I knocked out half way tru the game. Too much drinking..nyeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything is too much for me to handle..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-6954879806700896341?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/6954879806700896341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=6954879806700896341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6954879806700896341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6954879806700896341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/07/sometimes-i-really-wish-to-make-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-5133749437223476326</id><published>2007-06-29T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T10:24:56.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guys have very big , huge ego. Their ego will somehow, grows  and start "expressing" it on woman by the harsh way due to small things. What do they actually wants? They only wanted to show us that they have HUGE ego lingering in their body and character. They wanted to show that they really are ego and weak. Son of a mouse!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well babe, thanks for putting up that entry on your blog. I somehow now realised i am in the wrong place and you still are longing for him. Thank to your entry  that i now know that he called you even if you didn't put it in words. Thanks babe. You still stands a chance in having him back. I'm not in your way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looing forward for this Sunday's pit. We are gonna have funfunfun together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still wanna go Sentosa with Ama in bikini! Aarrrggh..Ama loos like we have to wait till another time..i'm so sorry..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;both of you are son of a mouse!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-5133749437223476326?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/5133749437223476326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=5133749437223476326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/5133749437223476326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/5133749437223476326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/06/guys-have-very-big-huge-ego.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4648977684798544291</id><published>2007-06-28T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T10:01:31.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; mummy, take me away, please... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; please..it hurts..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; shoo..go away to her..return to her..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO AWAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-4648977684798544291?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4648977684798544291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4648977684798544291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4648977684798544291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4648977684798544291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/06/mummy-take-me-away-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-803360560999083112</id><published>2007-06-24T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T11:54:08.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seeing all those tears and then comes laughter, made me sit and think. Sometimes, remaining silent is the best thing to do, even when it shatters your heart, even if its too painful for you to keep.You’ve got to swallow it. Mum’s can’t always be the best even if they tried too. They too make mistakes which sometimes can’t be forgiven by others. I don’t know how to put yesterday’s family’s gathering, in words.&lt;br /&gt;Secrets which are too painful and has been long kept in the heart, has all been poured out, together with tears and laughter. It’s heartbreaking seeing your own family hurt. It hurts us so much.&lt;br /&gt;Feeza, if ever you were here,yesterday, hearing out our Kak Caca, pouring out her feelings towards the person who gave birth to her, you might cry with us too. You would never expect how much sacrifices she had done for her family, and we didn’t know bout it. I’ll share with you what I’ve learnt from yesterday’s gathering so that you know roughly what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- No matter how much your mum hates you, you still have to love and show her your concern.&lt;br /&gt;2- No matter how bad your father used to be, forgive and still love him.&lt;br /&gt;3- Sacrifices comes in many different ways. It can even be in a way you don’t expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;4- No matter how strong you are, facing your own problems, you somehow have a little tiny part of you which is soft when being touched on certain issues.&lt;br /&gt;5- Marriage is not a easy part of life to handle and don’t marry if you are not financially and mentally prepared. It will brings you to the path where big huge issues surrounds you.&lt;br /&gt;6- When you are married, sex is important even if you are old. If your man don’t get it, they will ROAR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;7- Our grandma, is cunning and not always that nice..hehehehe…shhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything goes out smoothly and our family will bond even more like we used too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Its funny how someone can break your heart and you still love them with all that little pieces”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found this saying when I was surfing the net. I totally agree with it. It all depends on certain people. How they handle things in life. Not everyone will end up with the one they hoped for. Three words- this is life. Life is all about making sacrifices. I see a lot of people around me sacrificing a lot of things due to love. I personally sacrificed a lot myself, till the extend of my dignity being at stake. But everything really doesn’t matter cause as time goes by I know they happened for many different reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love is the most scariest thing. You can fall in love with someone over a minute, but to forget them, might take you years. When my heart was shattered into tiny pieces, I thought I could never make it again. But alhamdullilah, Allah still loves me and had create many beautiful people to care for me till this very day. I used to dreamt of getting married, having a family, babies, a house of my own and so much more. But now, it scares me. Even guys/men scares me till I have to swallow those prescribed drugs whenever I had anxiety attack. It was painful- the head, the mind, the body.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullilah everything is going to be over. I guess I had to face the music, face the consequences of my past mistakes when I was naïve.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: I still have faith in love cause I know love has its own beautiful ways. I will still take the risk cause love = risks. Not now mayb, but I’ll never know when is love will come knocking on my door. A broken heart full of love is hard to fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You stayed with me till now after whatever happen.&lt;br /&gt;No words can ever describe how I appreciate you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you know i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-803360560999083112?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/803360560999083112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=803360560999083112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/803360560999083112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/803360560999083112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/06/seeing-all-those-tears-and-then-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4130839606368908541</id><published>2007-06-21T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T09:11:59.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How i wish i could run away.Run away far from this island full of stress ,memories and people i truly want to avoid.I can't stand all this anymore.Out of sudden i am soo scared. I am even scared of my own shadow. aRRGGhh, i need them back.This one last time. My mind needs freedom. I am craving for freedom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Excuse me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH!!! (pulls hair and jumps around)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I am now a part time housewife minus the husband. Mum has been helping Cik Pah at her stall in NUS since she is short of hands there. And i have been doing all the chores that was done by mum before this and now then i knew it is really a hardwork.I did the laundry,hangouttheclothestodry,vacuum&amp;amp;mopthefloor,cooknasilemak,changemybedsheets andyoujustnameitwhatelse!!. By the end of the day i am already too exhausted. Now i know how tiring it is just to do the housechores. What if i have babies?? With all those crying and wailing..OMG! Thinking of all this freaks me out! I don't wanna have babies anymore! BUT!, the house is all mine! nyahaha that is one advantage. I could just run out of the toilet naked and wet if i forgot my towel..I can just do my housechores with my bra and boxers cause its like a workout and it makes me perspire. Cousin Fiza, i wonder if you are going through all this things after your mum started this work..? and does Shae help you??hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I really want to make out for the Sentosa trip i had promise Ama last week, but i just can't find the right day nor time. Aaargh i am really sorry ama.I'll try slot us in my calender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Gwen Stefeni-"4 in the morning", is one very sweet song. I guess its for me. Try listen to it.You can ask me for the song. (smiles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna fall in love with you yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-4130839606368908541?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4130839606368908541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4130839606368908541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4130839606368908541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4130839606368908541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-i-wish-i-could-run-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7192864495435101882</id><published>2007-06-14T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T07:31:28.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Wondering where's is our "miza", who uses cheap ways to tag?? Well she's gone.I've cleared things out, by calling  the one who is really the victim and alhamdullilah we've cleared the air. Talk things out really slowly and that's how real mature people talk. One advise for you "miza", next time, "Jgn jage tepi kain kawan-kawan kau. They are mature enough to settle their own relationships, so jgn pandai-pandai. I wonder what satisfaction you get huh for helping by tagging?? hahaha.."  So HE, is all yours now gal..I hope after that long talk we had, there will be no more misunderstanding between both of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I would really like to thank everybody who where supporting me from the first fall till i  managed to get up and run once again. Thank YOU  for all those well-wishes via,messages, calls and emails. Thank you so much. And to you Mr Dude, i shall remember what you wrote in you email. Mr Dude has been reading my blog since 7 months ago and now he showed up his identity with really encouraging words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"Seandainye kite jatoh dalam life kite, kuatkn semangat dan take everything as a iktibar.Tuhan selalu adil dan bersyukurlah, u tk jatoh lebih terok dari ini. Selalu ingt, that there's always somebody who cares for you ,but you tk tau.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;MrDude, your words i shall keep. thank you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Stomuch Cramps + mood swings= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PERIOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;yEH i've been curling up like a ball since morninG.The cramps are too unbearable.They are still here now to stay.Its always like this but this time minus a person to pamper me. But that doesn't stop me from pampering myself. I had DunkinDonuts, hmm.. Then i had a looong, spa shower. Playing with my hair, bubbles,aroma and loving myself.AAAAHHH self-indulgence..i love it...hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Loooooads of apology to Ama/Diva, that i have to cancell our outing tomorrow..I forgot i have a appointment in the morning and i'm not sure what time i'll finish..I'm sorry ama..I'll make up for it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I met you and i'm starting to love you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-7192864495435101882?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7192864495435101882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7192864495435101882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7192864495435101882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7192864495435101882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/06/wondering-wheres-is-our-miza-who-uses.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-1110541589369663607</id><published>2007-06-12T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T09:31:05.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let's get down to serious business here.. I won't reply to those tags that i have deleted..You , ain;t no match for me to play games.. Gdluck both of you! and your blind mens! hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-1110541589369663607?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/1110541589369663607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=1110541589369663607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1110541589369663607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1110541589369663607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/06/lets-get-down-to-serious-business-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-6570312806085162899</id><published>2007-06-11T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T12:26:25.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its such a pity, no0w i know one of them who lovesss to peep on my blog. Hahaha. such a pity. HAHAHAH.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Miza, do you ever know that you are one cheap person??&lt;br /&gt;Of course you don't know rite..Let me tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think i don't know who the hell you are..oopps i forgot..&lt;br /&gt;Cheap people who uses cheap ways of settling their uneasiness with people, don't usually reveal their identities.. You don't even dare to reveal yourself...How stupid..OH mayb you are the one who is craving for some "love"..You call yourself one mature adult ?? I bet you must do some soul searching for yourself.. And perhaps you can do it together with that God-Knows-Who, sister of yours..I guess both of you are "younger" in handling such matters..&lt;br /&gt;Is that all you could tag on my blog?? Add more punch to it..&lt;br /&gt;My body is his last time??&lt;br /&gt;Y don't you ask your husband or bfs,if you have any bytheway,..&lt;br /&gt;Ask them whether they have slept wif me and have my body before..&lt;br /&gt;Cause you never know, besides The Ex, i may have given my body to that someone sleeping beside you..Y don't you ask your mens?? Good idea of mine??&lt;br /&gt;Are you that free to read and tag at my blog?? Are you jobless or simply have to occupy yourself?&lt;br /&gt;And ohya, you? A human?? Are you sure?? I dont think soo..uH i forgot that God create people like you too in this world.. People like you are such a disgrace to God's creation..You know that??&lt;br /&gt;Ooops you don't..i see..Its ok..&lt;br /&gt;Tag more..i loove to reead all those tags from an uneducated,unmatured, younger people like you! Thank you for tagging, attention seeker..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-6570312806085162899?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/6570312806085162899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=6570312806085162899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6570312806085162899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/6570312806085162899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-such-pity-no0w-i-know-one-of-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-5872949577613977056</id><published>2007-06-10T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T07:34:00.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Looks like you have looads of Exs who craves for you, to entertain huh??...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Siapakah di antara kita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dengan rela menjadi pendusta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siapakah dulu membina harapan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan siapa yang memusnahkan impian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tanpa sebab dan alasan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau lahirkan perasaan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bagai taufan tiba-tiba datang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan menghilang"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-5872949577613977056?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/5872949577613977056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=5872949577613977056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/5872949577613977056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/5872949577613977056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/06/looks-like-you-have-looads-of-exs-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-3273014391298661163</id><published>2007-06-09T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T08:34:02.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People always misunderstood my friendship with the Ex. People always have the wrong idea of my friendship with the Ex. Guess what ive discovered a few moments ago..Yes a few moments ago!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ex had her long before we broke up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ex has been going out with her even before we broke up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ex has been contacting with her even before we broke up. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know it long that they are contacting with each other when, we change our sim cards. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meaning he used my number and i used his. You wouldn't want to know who had message him that night. Filled with jealousy and anger cause i just can't have the truth from him. But i don't mind if they meant to be friends. Really i don't mind..The truth, i even asked for freedom from him,(not once butalot of times), with an excuse i had someone else but i actually wants him to run after her..Am i still not unreasonable? Why should i cling onto him if he keeps on playing my back and his heart only has her name?? Am I still the bitch?? Mayb its karma. I took him from someone, and now someone took him from me. I always have to repeat my memories with him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why am i writing bout all this?? Cause i thought everything would be over. But its not. It hurts me knowing that she stills cries over him. We are both woman. I understand her feelings, So i am here to get things right once and for all. I hope she or any of her friends could understand the relationship between the both of us after reading this entry on MY blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have no strings attached to the guy whom you cry for and you just don't want to hear his explaination. I am simply not siding him but this is for the benefits of both my name and my blog! Don't bring down both my name and my blog. I have to face criticism from the wide world web, hate emails and anger smses from God knows who. He is just my Ex whom i now cared for and not in love. Again, we will not be settling things together cause there's nothing to settle. There's no way we could be as one lovebirds again cause we are friends. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;If ever he wants to get back with me, i will only want to see his hunger for my love and sincerity towards him and not his hunger for what is between my legs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If i could close one eye on both of you contacting each other when i and him were together, i don't see any wrong of you doing the same thing. And i told you once, i'm done with him. My love life with him is over!! Get this in your mind people. I don't point fingers to just one person, i am refering to everybody who wants him to be your companion..Go call him and have him all you want. I have my own life now. I have my own companion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We are friends!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh God even if i explained it here, it'll just a waste of my time, helping a friend. Some people are just not strong in handling such affairs. oh my god!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am so frustated now..Guys will never stop lying even if they are left with one breath to live..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dont judge me by the way i blog, or the way i talk. and to those who extremely love to critic me the way i live my life with the Ex.. Its simply NONE of your business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes,we go for a meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, we hold hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes,we hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, we are close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but no we dont kiss. Dont go around creating kampung stories..You think i am that desperate over him. I am over his love. I don't crave nor beg for his comeback. Everything is the past..&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;GET THIS IN MIND,PEOPLE WHO LOVES TO KNOW WHAT HAPPEN BETWEEN US...WE ARE JUST FRIENDS!!!!I FEEL LIKE SHOUTING&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Excuse me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Addition: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i know its not gonna stop here. everything  has no end unless, i stay silent and back off..Meaning, i will have to learn and sacrifice our friendship for their happiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-3273014391298661163?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/3273014391298661163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=3273014391298661163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3273014391298661163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3273014391298661163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/06/people-always-misunderstood-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-328422145592800395</id><published>2007-06-08T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T08:09:50.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rrc4NUHncGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/r2QnTvcwv3M/s1600-h/chixcheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095603304783114338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rrc4NUHncGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/r2QnTvcwv3M/s400/chixcheese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I've ordered 2 boxes of the popiahs and they were delivered right on my door steps. Mak fried 8 pieces right away. The comments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adik: hmm sedapnye..&lt;br /&gt;Mak:hmm okla, mungkin untok lidah anak mude macam korg laa..&lt;br /&gt;Me: hmm sedap giler seh, tapi more cheese dea tk cukop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go try them! hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a date with love yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Movies- Disturbia..Its hilarious, full of suspense and "hot".&lt;br /&gt;Next movie-Knocked Up..&lt;br /&gt;Bugis nachos are nice but not the cheese..But i finish all alone..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, shopping for my accessories. But Love is not a good help in girls stuff. So decision making depends on me. Problem is i'm fickle-minded. nyahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo excited! Alhamdullilah i've got a job! Not gonna say where, but just say hai if you see me when you are buying your baju kurung for hari raya. andandand, i'll be a most gentle girl in teck whye..nyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand i have the most beautiful, cute and cleaness cat in the world.&lt;br /&gt;She loves to lie and rolled on clean bedspread that has just been changed.&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut, that irritates Mak. Just look at what she's up too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rrc3FkHncFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YBwSH7m9LE0/s1600-h/Arse007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095602072127500370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rrc3FkHncFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YBwSH7m9LE0/s320/Arse007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-328422145592800395?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/328422145592800395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=328422145592800395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/328422145592800395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/328422145592800395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-ordered-2-boxes-of-popiahs-and-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rrc4NUHncGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/r2QnTvcwv3M/s72-c/chixcheese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-3198553927677591488</id><published>2007-06-08T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T11:13:04.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Youare1veryconfusingExthati'vegotinmyentirelifebuttrustme,iloveourfriendship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ireallydon'tknowwhatyuexactlywantfromthisrelationship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don'tknowwhatreallyhappenbetweenyouandher.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whateveritis,youcanstayundermyumbrella.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congrats to you on the new job that he got at Sentosa, may you have looads of hotbabe numbers in your contact list. Sorry i can't come down to your class chalet. Next time probably..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cousin FiZa lend me this book that she read. I AM MUSLIM, by Dina Zaman. I'm just halfway through reading it and i just can't stop reading it. Like what she wrote on her blog, " its interesting", Yeh i agree with her. It has been so long since read any books like this so at first i was having a hard time trying to understand simple words like 'aggresive'. yeh, pathetic right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i suggest go and borrow it.Its nice to gain more knowledge bout our religion once in a while after so long. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Yesterday out with the classmates was awesome.It turn out to be a double date,yeh.Bart was with Ayuni and guess who i am with? My crush lah dey!! hehe.. (jumps around banging pots and pans) We went from Bugis to Town. My feet were soo tired.. We had chicken rice, OldChangKee and Big gulp. We played pool opening up 2 bottles. I really can't play pool.. But with them, i think, i'm getting better. (Remember those times with the Ex playing pool till we our pockets were dry) We ended the day by having those two guys going one big round sending me home..How sweet my classmates are. N handsome!! hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;First,its someone with a bike but he was  way too old for me, then its someone with a car, but he drove too fast and too busy, then there's someone who seeks too much attention.N now someone who is  belom-kenal-rapat-sangat..What else the world  has to offer me? I don't mind being friends but sometimes guys "plan" to fast. And None of them , can ever ever ever replace The Ex..Cause..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jauh di lubok hatiku;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Masih terukir namamu;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jauh didasar jiwaku;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;engkau masih kekasihku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My brain is so dry now..I had so much to talked about a few moments ago. But now, empty_____..1 thing i know i am damned hungry now. let see whats there to eat in this wee morning..oh gosh look at the time now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quarelling days are back!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-3198553927677591488?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/3198553927677591488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=3198553927677591488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3198553927677591488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3198553927677591488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/06/youare1veryconfusingexthativegotinmyent.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2701804662711278747</id><published>2007-06-05T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T09:02:20.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Ever since my recent breakup, i admit, i've been throught alot of dates and making new friends with guys, especially. But none makes me happy. I just can't accept them. They are not like my ex at all. And they are all so not my taste. I groomed and doll myself more when i go out. Trust me, its tiring but all that effort just makes me feel great!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Even without the ex, people do talk and gossip around bout us, i mean me. What else if we are together. World. Peoples mouths never stop talking hah. At first, of course i was angry and so on. But has things went on, i treat it like a story, not from a book but from people's mouths. Get what i mean. All those talkings made me stronger till today where i could get up on my own feet when i had a huge fall recently and i could not be bothered to hear nor entertain them. I have more other stuffs to attend too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I don't care anymore. People call me a bitch, whore,stupid, snatcher, you just name it.Everything. Those people think they could call me anything they want like as if they have known me in person. Just by hearing my stories from their friends, my frienster, and my blog, they create a whole lot of stories.  Go ahead people say things bout me and not him. Just bear in mind it needs two hands to clap. I didn't clap on my own. Situations made me into a bitch. Don't blame me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I tried my best to run but it came running back to me. arrgggh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i am so tired with all that talkings..It will never stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've stop loving you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know what your heart desires..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so stop all your honey coated words..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause you ain't getting anymore love from me baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shOO.. go back to her..You will never change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2701804662711278747?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2701804662711278747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2701804662711278747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2701804662711278747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2701804662711278747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/06/ever-since-my-recent-breakup-i-admit.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-8411439788163484657</id><published>2007-06-03T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T12:57:25.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Its 3.30am..And i just can't shut my eyes to sleep. My mind is still thinking bout yesterday and the past few days. Still wondering am i at fault? I mean, i agree sometimes they way i blog or expressed my feelings here can be misunderstood. But anyway,its my blog and i have the rights here. I do realised that there's alot out there , whom i don't really know,  who "loves" to read my blog, thinking that they could get secrets bout me and just "loves" to know whats going on with my life. They can be in different range of age and people. From my aunties,far away cousins, to Smoochy's exss/admiresss/crushss/girlfriendsss to unknown people. For the past years, i've received lots of hates emails, words of encourgements and well wishes from people i don't know. Some even create a hotmail by my name. I don't want to talk bout it here anyway. I don't blame them cause anyways whats my blog for ,right. I just thank to those whom i don't know and is a fan of my blog. Just don't judge me for the way i blog. I guess partly,i'm at fault too.. I realised the way i blog my days and feelings, sometimes can be complicated. But just enter at your own risk aites..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Ama-Hotbabe, i guess i'll take your advice. I will try to forget the past. Move on.Treat him nice if he treats me nice. Treat him like a tissue paper if i have too. I guess its time for me to show that i'm not soft, and i ain't the right person to play his games. He started this game, i'll play along. I'll be a bitch or whore if i have to. If that happens, don't blame me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Ama, get your license quick! I am so excited..You make me want to continue with my bike license. We will have looads of fun..Love you babe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Friday date with Iqa was awesome. I actually wanted to change my passport  photo. But since my number was so slow,there's alot lot of people and our stomuchs are grumbling "dondang sayang", i decided to do it another day. Had our-first-meal-of-the-day cum late dinner at LJS,Bugis.Then headed down to Marina Square. Surprisingly,there's the PowerPuff Girls having a show.How surprise we are.We seriously have no idea where to go so we decided to head down to Yishun meeting, Iqa's love one, Syamil.nyahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Its my first time meeting him and what can i say.hmmm.. All i can say is that he is one interesting guy and "Iqa, dea suke bbl world skit eh..Walau ape pun, dea tetap sedare aku.".nyahahha..Whatever it is, my day is always fun with IqA. I just love her so much. Going out with her always makes me laugh. Iqa we are in the same boat now and its time to teach them a lesson k. I hope you'll be strong in going through your hard days. Just remember i am always here for you since the day our friendship blooms. It will be more fun with the rest of the peeps. Probably next outing k guys. I miss you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me go if you want to play games.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ain't your tissue paper..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-8411439788163484657?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/8411439788163484657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=8411439788163484657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8411439788163484657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8411439788163484657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2354839607410760120</id><published>2007-05-30T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T11:04:20.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"I see your lips moving but I don't hear nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everybody talking like they really know something about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But they don't know nothing about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I see your lips moving but I don't hear nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everybody talking like they really wanna know about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But they don't know nothing about us"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Now i'm back to square one. Back to where i used to be. Everything happen so fast. How could You ever lie to me for the 83839837 times? You should know that i am in the process of healing those wounds you once left and it would only take 1 more pain to bring me down in slowing down the healing process.It's a pity to know that you are still the same person whom i loved and forgive umpteen times and left me. I thought you had change but sadly, you are still the same.Partly mayb its my mistake in trusting you once again. Now i realised that you are making me a fool.You are using me for your own happiness.You can never and will never cherish me. You can now feel what i've always feel. Be in my shoes Mister. Have you ever spare a thought for me? Spare your thoughts about my feelings? Don't blame me for making harsh decisions towards you, you brought it upon yourself. For once, please change yourself like you've promise. Not for me but its for your own benefits. If ever you want to come back to me like you asked for, i'll welcome you BUT without her and your LIES..no more lies from you if ever you want to be my friend..please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No more you Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No more Him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2354839607410760120?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2354839607410760120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2354839607410760120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2354839607410760120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2354839607410760120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/05/dimana-pun-ada-bayangan-mu.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4551394889264855787</id><published>2007-05-28T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T04:58:04.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;How’s my date with Mr Haslam yesterday??&lt;br /&gt;It was extremely  unexpected. I felt like I was in a Tokyo Drift movie plus Rempit..&lt;br /&gt;Why I say this? Here is the story..&lt;br /&gt;He was suppose to pick me up at 9am but that little biskot fell asleep and came at 10.15 instead. That was quite a wait.Now comes the Toyo Drift story. His seatbelts aren’t working, so both of us are not wearing any safety belts. That’s not it, as we all know the speed limits on  Singapore highway is 90 km rite, but he the little biskot was driving at 120km!! Imagine where my heart was at that point  of time? I was like grabbing his sleeves, seriously I felt death is coming nearer  and we, I mean he was inviting it.&lt;br /&gt;He even drift in a normal traffic road and my head swing outside the windows! He could dance without having his hands on the steerling wheels..&lt;br /&gt;It was one scary, but yet fun experience I had. I’m used to it by the time we went back home. The picnic was great. We had peanut butter and sandwiches, a big bag of Famous Amos cookies and cups of ice lemon tea. We chat, have a nap,laughed, munch..He’s sweet plus cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Very sweet I  must say but a dangerous driver. But  still I don’t mind going out with him again.&lt;br /&gt;Haslam biskot,if you are reading this, i would love to go out again with you.hehe..Overall, i can say it's great.!&lt;br /&gt;School was perfectly fine with everyone busy preparing for their exams. My class are more excited for the pit. Cikgu had already handed me the money and receipt for the preparations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;It’s a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m not sure what had happen between both of you and I dare not ask, help nor interfere.&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything between the both of you are perfectly fine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-4551394889264855787?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4551394889264855787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4551394889264855787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4551394889264855787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4551394889264855787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/05/hows-my-date-with-mr-haslam-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-5700228364343592433</id><published>2007-05-25T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T08:48:07.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;How did the visit to the Navy Base Open House today?? It sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ayuni and me were as usual late, and the whole class had to wait for us. I was like pulling Ayunie's hand making her run, ignoring the ex who was standing aside with his friends, who were looking at me, thinking that i was mad .Jiacong was like calling me 3 times telling us to hurry up. In the end we reach just in time when they were just about to board the humid,hot, unclass, old bus. Both of us plus a few classmates had to stand, so we took turns exchanging sits. i can't bear the hotness and humid of the bus plus the white small uniform we all planned to wear, i just strip to my singlets! I don't care at that point of time. Thats not it, the driver was lost, he drive all the way till Changi Airport and all over Changi area.Damned driver! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Upon reaching, we walk all over the place, sweating like mad! There;s really nothing interesting, really. No hot Navy dudes, all i can see are old Navy butbutbut, they are still cute! nyahaha.. The usual classmates and me just queue up to board a ship and we had a tour inside. Thats the only fun thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Headed back home was an addition to our pathetic day.We had to walk out of the place which is far way inside, just to board the bus back.What a luck.! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Reaching school, waited for my baby, and we headed to causeway point for our breakfast plus lunch.I wanted LJS , but then we changed our minds to have something at Banquet. I was craving for Wanten Mee but they only had chicken noodles which tasted similar. We had a heart to heart talk and i'm surprise for whatever had been said.You left me thinking.You will get the answer one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Changing my passport photos tomorrow together with Adik and Mak.Meaning i have to wake up early in the morning..AAArrrggh, waking up early on  a Sat!.. hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Looking forward for the picnic on Sunday..yeh!! what should i wear??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-5700228364343592433?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/5700228364343592433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=5700228364343592433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/5700228364343592433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/5700228364343592433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-did-visit-to-navy-base-open-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2356193756563031500</id><published>2007-05-24T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T08:14:31.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;New skin done courtesy of Adik..Thank you la Adik ku..! Andandand, i have a tagboard once again..yeeh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Going to Naval Base tomorow with the whole class and i'm soo excited! The guys had planned to all to wear white uniforms and mine is still in the laundry..nyahahahah..I'm going to wash it "manually" later in other words, by hand! oh gosh..Andandand my class advisor, Cikgu Ismail had already booked our class pits which actually we wanted to do chalet at the first place. We booked it has a class yesterday, with him surfing through axs.com and showing us through the projectoR. It was really a class thingy. i am damned excited and i'm sure you peeps are too rite?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have pimples outbreak! And i sooo not like it especially when i'm having a date with my Mr H this Sunday, to make up for the past Sunday.Wish me luck in having a beautiful day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chatting with Ama the hotbabe Diva, always and will always make me relieve, happy and confident. Topics like "in thing" fashion, feelings,foreplay,our bodies and basicly everything..I've always love her..She is now officially my  fashion stylish(is that what u call it?)..Ama you make my self-esteem build up once again. i will one day be a confident lady wearing high heels walking around town with my J.LO butts. yeh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All this while i thought my love is gone, but actually it is still here with me. Supporting me from far. I'm just giving it a break cause it wants to try something different for the time being. I didn't thought of "it" at the first place. I'm touched..i'm sure 1 day, if i stay put with this strong character, my love will come back. I'll use no force this time. But if it doesn't then i'll continue to move on..I'll will not wait for it. Time will answer everything. Now i realised everything that has happen, happens for a reason. And now i know what are the reasons. i can sleep without worries now. but whatever it is, as i said, i'm not waiting for it to come back.thanks for all the support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sniffsniff* i smell something weird. Oh i forgot to bath after coming back from school just now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess i better bath now and wash my uniform ..:) take care everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2356193756563031500?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2356193756563031500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2356193756563031500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2356193756563031500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2356193756563031500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-skin-done-courtesy-of-adik.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-8722823672670017642</id><published>2007-05-22T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T08:16:13.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i'm so in love with this people.They make my every single day perfect.But YOU make my every single day fabulous!!Niways, anybody knows where i could get a Brazilian Wax?? Ama Diva, any suggestion?? I just wanna try it out.I'm sick of shaving every 2 days once..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RlMHv1Psh3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/BH-89BfWpho/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067402524050098034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RlMHv1Psh3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/BH-89BfWpho/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RlMHxFPsh4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/DN6vd4J0zwg/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067402545524934530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RlMHxFPsh4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/DN6vd4J0zwg/s320/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RlMHxFPsh5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/TVa_cT2J8QA/s1600-h/IMG0021A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067402545524934546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RlMHxFPsh5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/TVa_cT2J8QA/s320/IMG0021A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You  make me fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-8722823672670017642?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/8722823672670017642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=8722823672670017642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8722823672670017642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8722823672670017642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-so-in-love-with-this-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/RlMHv1Psh3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/BH-89BfWpho/s72-c/Image033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4728053878900450813</id><published>2007-05-20T07:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T07:06:39.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It really felt funny. I don’t know how to explain this amazing feeling.Its just is so beautiful yet painful.I just can’t express it in words.Even if I have  those words to describe it, I won’t do it here. Coz I know its not safe here.How I wish I could blog about it, but I really can’t. Let me just write it in my diary bout this wonderful feeling I had recently. It’s really a positive thing for me to move on..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today’s date with Mr Haslam was cancel by me. My health is down. I’m having a headache and fever.This throat just felt so itchy that I have to cough out loud.&lt;br /&gt;So I have to cancel our date out.Will make out for today Mr Haslam...&lt;br /&gt;Ayah bought me a PDA!!! First a lappie, then a second one,now a PDA..How nice could you be Ayah..Stop pampering us especially me.I love you  Ayah..Thanks Ayah..&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to figure out how to use it fully.It has this cool function where, I indicate my last menstrual day, and it gives me the days of having the higest risk of getting pregent if I make out on a particular day..Get what I mean? It felt so lady-ly PDA.haha..&lt;br /&gt;Ape yang aku merepek pun aku tk faham..is ok..So looking forward for my Monday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hug me and don’t let me go..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-4728053878900450813?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4728053878900450813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4728053878900450813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4728053878900450813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4728053878900450813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-really-felt-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4040151327158457123</id><published>2007-05-18T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T07:10:43.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I’m blogging through blogger using the lappie in the house for the first time..At last I could get the internet to connect properly.&lt;br /&gt;Its Friday today and I’ve decided not to attend class.So I was sleeping soundly till 12 noon when I heard the ringing msg.Who else can it be other then that dear Haslam.oops! did I tell you bout him?? Well he..(blushed)..Well.he is just a new friend introduced by a friend, a month ago(I think).Still in the processing of knowing each other.Well,Haslam biskot, if you are reading this, I’m looking forward for our outing this Sunday.:) *winks*. Guys, wish me luck in my “date”..&lt;br /&gt;Have I move on? Not yet..But for the sake of Mak,fellow friends who cares and Smoochy himself, who told me umpteen times to move on with my life now, I am trying my very best to get over this break-up.Doesn’t mean I have a new friend ,I’ve moved on, rite.Just give me time.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve received tons of emails and friendster message, full of encouragement and well wishes/take cares after the last entry..Thank you soo much for all those sweet words.Some even say I try to get some attention from the world..Well..thank you to you too for throwing those words to me, it makes me stronger bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;The past still lingers in me sometimes.Adding to the down days I’m having, plus the mood change every hour and sometimes every min, the past seems to come and go..I’m taking every min slowly.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll take Ama words, just appreciate the ex as a friend , that I know, will always be there supporting me from behind and only wants my happiness. Thanks Ama for all those advices.It really helps me.&lt;br /&gt;Skool is perfectly funfunfu under the hot sun!! My every weekdays are spent perfectly with all those lovely bunch of people..And I’m looking forward for our chalet..It will be sooo much fun..&lt;br /&gt;And oh ya..plz vote for my handsome classmate whom I adores and love soooo much, Kassreeal Alfi !!!(M4) in anugerah..wish him all the best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rk2zdFPsh2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/wcvnU1OL1BQ/s1600-h/kassreeal+alfi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065902468067264354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rk2zdFPsh2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/wcvnU1OL1BQ/s320/kassreeal+alfi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-4040151327158457123?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4040151327158457123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4040151327158457123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4040151327158457123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4040151327158457123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-blogging-through-blogger-using.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rk2zdFPsh2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/wcvnU1OL1BQ/s72-c/kassreeal+alfi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-5261735750346052100</id><published>2007-05-16T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T07:59:48.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;For the second time in a year.My anxiety are back.My days of depressions are back.Those yellow and white tablets are back.Another frequent check ups are back.Those horrible days are back.It has been confirm that i am going through depression again.That explains the sudden moods i have frequently.Its not easy being in this situation alone without Mak, Ayah and the rest knowing bout this.I don;t want to have them to worry bout me again.I don't want to add anymore heartache and burden in them.No one will know, only you readers whom i don't know who. I just have to go all those treatments alone.I have too.I guess i need some time away from here.I thought i am strong enough to face everything.I'm not.I am just not.The pain in my head is just killing me.Everything is just killing me.Everything..Every single thing.Oh God please, give me faith and hold me in your arms.PLease..i begged you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-5261735750346052100?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/5261735750346052100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=5261735750346052100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/5261735750346052100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/5261735750346052100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/05/for-second-time-in-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7277787746087408360</id><published>2007-05-14T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T08:20:00.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;presenting my port folio!! see for yourself..pity anis was so stressed up with me, the model, that she took shots of herself!! and who says cats can't be a model?? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh9AoUQDXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZraqSwj1FVk/s1600-h/Image(085).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064435230753951090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh9AoUQDXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZraqSwj1FVk/s320/Image(085).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh9AoUQDYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1NgrYuuJwKc/s1600-h/Image(091).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064435230753951106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh9AoUQDYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1NgrYuuJwKc/s320/Image(091).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh8WYUQDUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/yxgsNVQno9A/s1600-h/Image(098).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064434504904478018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh8WYUQDUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/yxgsNVQno9A/s320/Image(098).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh76IUQDPI/AAAAAAAAADU/R0Bqfag1SgU/s1600-h/Image(092).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064434019573173490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh76IUQDPI/AAAAAAAAADU/R0Bqfag1SgU/s320/Image(092).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh76IUQDQI/AAAAAAAAADc/AmhcU5Ya6Kg/s1600-h/Image(086).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064434019573173506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh76IUQDQI/AAAAAAAAADc/AmhcU5Ya6Kg/s320/Image(086).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh76YUQDRI/AAAAAAAAADk/nxnuuyVSvIc/s1600-h/Image(097).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064434023868140818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh76YUQDRI/AAAAAAAAADk/nxnuuyVSvIc/s320/Image(097).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh76YUQDSI/AAAAAAAAADs/sH996Cc5_UI/s1600-h/Image(106).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064434023868140834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh76YUQDSI/AAAAAAAAADs/sH996Cc5_UI/s320/Image(106).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh76oUQDTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9ztVCMF55L0/s1600-h/Image(109).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064434028163108146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh76oUQDTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9ztVCMF55L0/s320/Image(109).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh8WoUQDVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qof20uasKrg/s1600-h/Image(110).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064434509199445330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh8WoUQDVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qof20uasKrg/s320/Image(110).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh8WoUQDWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/76bllpbhVYc/s1600-h/Image(103).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064434509199445346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh8WoUQDWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/76bllpbhVYc/s320/Image(103).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-7277787746087408360?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7277787746087408360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7277787746087408360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7277787746087408360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7277787746087408360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/05/due-to-overwhelming-response-via-emails.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3asG2kg06_A/Rkh9AoUQDXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZraqSwj1FVk/s72-c/Image(085).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-8682767841003216567</id><published>2007-05-13T07:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T07:28:10.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Anis and i are so into modeling, eventhough i don't have the looks and body of a model..So what??.Anis has been a very patient photographer..And she took great shots of the sexy me.the pictures can be anywhere.my bedroom, on my bed,the floor and all thanks to my 1.3 megapixels camera phone.my kodak camera was down and i don't have the time to go and repair them.As soon as the camera is working, look out for my sexy photoshots.!!(prasan nk mampos) I'm still cutting those pictures into sizes.I'll post them when i'm free.some of the pictures on the blog are some of her artwork.thank you so much lah darling.!!&lt;br /&gt;as u see i've change everything in my blog.no tagboards nor history archive for the moment..you should know why..my brother reboot the computer and so, i've lost all my links on my blog..To those i used to link and not now, sory, if you don't see your blogspot here, do mail /sms/msg me ur link..I'm trying my best to get back all things that has been deleted away, including some photos with my frens by the sea!!..damned it..&lt;br /&gt;i've promised to myself, to start a new day every single day starting tomorrow!! I'll be seeing more of my classmates, frens and cousins..And mayb/probably, find a job and mayb/probably, continue with my lisence..wish me luck guys...tHanks for all those well wishes via emails and smses..those words are the reasons, i'm still here trying my best to get up again.&lt;br /&gt;Ama Diva entry on orgasm, really turns me on...:) i'll try make time for both of us.we'll have looads of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-8682767841003216567?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/8682767841003216567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=8682767841003216567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8682767841003216567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8682767841003216567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/05/anis-and-i-are-so-into-modeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-3124830176097846653</id><published>2007-05-12T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T01:54:21.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've always made Mak unhappy..mayb i did, did something that make her happy sometimes but i forgot.all this times, there's a lot of times where i made her cry, angry,sad and uneasy..&lt;br /&gt;6 years ago, when doctor told cik Ros and Ayah that Mak couldn't live long due to her cancer, i was studying for my PSLE..Cik Ros took all her courage to tell me first among the 3 siblings..I was devastated..I took care of her but she showed a brave front infront the whole family..i thought God is gonna take Mak away from us in my early age..but alhamdullilah, she is still here with us till today..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When she first got to know i was with Smoochy, she disagreed with our relationship.But i fought all the way, backing up Smoochy all the times, trying to convince her that both of us are seriously in love.She said alot of things that to me,hurt me very badly that time..When all those things came true, i regret.i really regret not listening to her..After she giveup on us and gave us a chance, our relationship doesn't take that opportunity, and went separate ways..she cry for me when i told her i miss Smoochy very much, she look me in the eye, as if she wanted to cry together with me..&lt;br /&gt;She was with me all this while when she sees me not eating right,skipping my meals, change in the character i am, when i go through those depression days, vomitting everyday in the morning-like having a morning sickness.she was there to console me when i cried at night holding to Smoochy photos and belongings..When she asks bout Smoochy, i'll try my best to give a answer that will satisfy her when i actually don't really know whats the answer..I don't want to hurt her any further.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every single thing that she had sacrifice for me and the rest of my siblings are way too far not fair to what three of us did to her especially me..We make her cry, sad, angry,unhappy..just how much sins have we done to her..In every prayer i said, i asks God to take me first before He takes God and to give her a long and happy life she deserves..&lt;br /&gt;In 10 to 15 years time, i will too become a mum and i don't want my kids to treat me like how i treat Mak in the past..but what goes around comes around..and i believe it..&lt;br /&gt;So now, what ever i want to do or where ever i want to go, i'll tell Mak,,and i'm starting to treat her nice the way i should have done few years ago..&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, thanks for giving me a chance to still have Mak here with me, to feel her love and care for me..Thanks for giving us and her the courage to go through those hard days together..Give her a long and happy life that she deserves all this past years..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too all my aunts,all the mums in the world especially my mum, Smoochy's mum and Kak Yana..HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY, May all your sacrifices and patience all this while received a payback that is far much more equal cause that is what u deserves...*hugggs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-3124830176097846653?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/3124830176097846653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=3124830176097846653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3124830176097846653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/3124830176097846653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-always-made-mak-unhappy.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-1274736115659379709</id><published>2007-05-10T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T18:37:48.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a comeback</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i refrain myself from blogging not because i am running away from the problems that came without knocking. but to get away from the unaccommodating world of wide web.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly myself again..i'm still trying my best to get over the the past cause the past still lingers much in me and i'm having a really hard time..After the call incident, and i decided to close my blog for a period of time, i did alot of thinking to myself. i take everything has a challenge from God. mayb/probably HE loves me and gives me challenges in life to make me come nearer to him. mayb/probably, HE wants me to change for good.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since that call and after i found out something shocking, it made me think twice. some poeple are really funny in their own character..I can just don't answer that particular call asking for the truth or even rejected it.But i choose not to cause i have to respect others especially when the person shares the same feelings as me. I "discover" that all those "advice" "tips" are just making he/she felt unsecure and bullshits!..mayb/probably he/she was refering to me..i'm not sure..but if its me, i am not offended at all. Cause you came to me asking for the truths and in the end you yourself felt unsecure..I didn;t call you in the past asking you bout the truth between both of you..Cause i don't blame anyone, cause i believe that it needs two hands to clap and make a sound and the trees won't sway without wind or if you don't shake it..You love him don't you? and i'm sure if you love him, you would trust him, rite? Why drag me into your love affairs?.I'm not mad or anything..Its just that i find you funny in handling you own matters..Here is what i've gotta say, be mature, think before you make any desicion and i guess you should have think even before you call me..Truths always and will always hurt.I don't want to hurt you nor him or even myself by telling the truth.There's just too many beans in the bags that you don't know, and i think with your kind of attitude, getting pissed off so easily, i guess, you don't even have to know..Cause even a simple word which brings different meaning to different people, will create a misunderstanding in you..Mayb/probably not only you but others.Bear no grudges nor hatred..I'm not creating an entry of misunderstanding or riddles for you to solve and get pissed off..Its just what i have to say all this while..I'm over with him..Its your time to experience him now..Remember that..I apologised if it really makes you misunderstand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many asked, am i still sore over my past relationship with Smoochy, the truth is, yes, i am..And its not something very exciting.I build tall, strong, thick walls made of love,loyalty,sincerity, care and the most important elements, patience and sacrifices,with my bear hands..i often pleaded with my softest voice my heart can meekly whisper.i prayed a small prayer everyday with big intentions hoping everything would come back. How can i forget you, when you are the first who sailed with me to land of Bermuda Triangle.its a big thing to give you the green light to sail with me in our boat.its our mistake.Our big mistake. I cannot imagined being someone's girlfriend after you..I just can't.I know you found my replacement even before we are apart.I owe you so much during our times.You will never know what i have gone through.This hot tears of pain that accompanied me while i wait for sleep to come, is here to stay every night. I've always said that i'll wait no matter what happens or when you are actually waiting for her,but now the wait is here to stay..I have no idea how long the waiting will last..I really have no idea.I take everything has God's challenge and punishment for me..This heartbreak,the torturing of emotions,mind and heart..Everything..and i thank God for still let me have my family to support me in getting up from this huge fall. You were always there for me when i fall but now, i have to get up on my feet on my own..I think, its really the time for me to really let you go..Away from my life but not away from my heart..&lt;br /&gt;I'll take your words in the past, to make a comeback in life and come nearer to God..You will always be the most precious friend in my life..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, take me back in your arms now that i am free..Secure me with your love..Ya Allah..I've lost in your all your challenges for me..I surrender...&lt;br /&gt;new skin, without the old memories, not even a bit...do wish me well in getting my feet back up..thanks for all those emails on well wishes..thanks soo much..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ignore those past entries before this...i tried to delete them but failed..so just ignore them..don't even bother to read..it might develop a misunderstanding situation again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-1274736115659379709?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/1274736115659379709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=1274736115659379709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1274736115659379709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1274736115659379709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/05/comeback.html' title='a comeback'/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-8296400988360945244</id><published>2007-03-25T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T02:24:55.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Days have been spent 2gether with Mr Smoochy.We went for a hair cut and wash 2gether.Sentosa. Looads of talking.1 word-sweet.I'll let the pictures to the talking.Uploading of Sentosa pics delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think this pictures should go as there's full of lies and not sweet memories to cherish them..might as well throw them away....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-8296400988360945244?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/8296400988360945244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=8296400988360945244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8296400988360945244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8296400988360945244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/03/days-have-been-spent-2gether-with-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7674605169711732572</id><published>2007-03-15T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T03:03:04.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Di daun yang ikut mengalir lembut ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;terbawa sungai ke ujung mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dan aku mulai takut terbawa cinta ,&lt;br /&gt;menghirup rindu yang sesakkan dada .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jalanku hampa dan ku sentuh dia,&lt;br /&gt;terasa hangat di dalam hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kupegang erat dan kuhalangi waktu,&lt;br /&gt;tak urung jua ku lihatnya pergi .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tak pernah kuragu dan selalu kuingat ,&lt;br /&gt;kerlingan matamu dan sentuhan hangat .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ku saat itu takut mencari makna,&lt;br /&gt;tumbuhkan rasa yang sesakkan dada .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kau datang dan pergi begitu saja,&lt;br /&gt;semua ku terima apa adanya .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mata terpejam dan hati menggumam, di ruang rindu kita bertemu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-7674605169711732572?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7674605169711732572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7674605169711732572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7674605169711732572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7674605169711732572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/03/di-daun-yang-ikut-mengalir-lembut.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4228919861781505358</id><published>2007-03-15T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T09:44:50.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I STILL NEED YOU...'/><title type='text'>move on....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I take my life like a big huge piece of white cloth covered with bright wonderful colours and patches of dirts which i've created by mistake or purposely. Those patches are sometimes hard to get rid of. No matter how much i've tried to scrub it off, it gets dirtier. And so sometimes, they stay and leave a stain on it. One of those stains represent my love life.Not all my love life are horrible nor as dirty as those dirts. All happy moments have sad times in between. All smiles will turn around sometimes.Get what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I used to force "that love" that was once cherished soo much.That was once rolling over, but i tried my best to keep it up again.That was once, jumped over looads of hurdle,and we did our best to jump it together.But sadly, we didn't make it. The last hurdle was way too high for us. Never that i thought, "that love" was ripped into 2 after that. Its hard trying my best all this time to be the most perfect babe in those eyes. Yeh people say no one's a perfect.Even me.But i tried.In the end i fell in my own fantasy of wanting to be the only sugar-sweetheart in "that" little heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There will never be a second chance for us. "That love" that i see available for her was soo strong. I don't have the heart to stand as a piller stopping it from coming through. I just can't. Those tears that roll down are just a waste.No matter how many buckets full or seas i've cried, longing for "that love" to come back, i'll never have it back. Cause now i've realised that , "that love" was never mend for me.Never with me. Never for me and never "loved" me. How painfull it was, having to let go of "that love" for the second time. But this time round, it will never come back.I won't be hoping for it anymore. It's time now..It''s the time, i move on without " that love". But it will stay in my heart forever. I'm living without you baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mak, we are not mend to be 1 like we used too. You are putting your hopes at the wrong situation.Mak forgive me for not listening to you,when you told me not to fall deeply in love.I regret and i felt the pain now.I apologised but forget bout "that love".He never loves your daughter like what you thought of. He was never with me.I guess. please don't pressurize me to that extend.If only you could help me get him back for me, but i know its impossible.Ask him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;F_____,&lt;/span&gt; how i wished you know how much he loves you.How i wished i could tell you that he really wants you. I wished i could tell you how he cried for you.I've never,never seen him cry this way.Consider yourself lucky to have such a wonderful person that really loved you soo much. Give him a chance to prove himself to you. Don't let him drown in his own love like me. Give him a chance to love you.Feel his love babe. He really loves you....I wish you the best and be strong &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Smoochy Friend&lt;/span&gt;. I'm always here for you as a friend that u consider.I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's just one thing to understand what's happening to me,it's time to be able to do something concrete about it.Everyone around me has advice, althought&lt;br /&gt;most of it sounds the same-"You need to find someone else", "Time will heal the pain", "Accept what happened and move on".While many of these suggestions have an element of truth,it doesn't help to hear,them,while you're suffering,especially if they don't fit the emotions i;m experiencing at the current stage.In fact, the more "help" i get, the worse i felt and those well meaning advices starts to sound so cold or irritating.As i said, it's time for me to move on.I gotta be strong. I gotta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its time for a real entry...&lt;br /&gt;Life--- Life is struggling trying to catch up certain things.Trying to recover from a fall.I've gotta &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MOVE ON..&lt;/span&gt; Bike license on the way.Catch me the most sexiest and cutest( nyahahha) lady on the road.&lt;br /&gt;School----1 week to 3 weeks of holidays.Apart from going out to certain places like the driving centre, Sentosa,East Coast and etc..., Here i come!!!! (nyahahah)..To that hot guy classmate in class sitting behind left of me, i like you.I've just notice you are cute and fresh...okokla...i admire you je..I still love my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Smoochy Friend&lt;/span&gt; ok.&lt;br /&gt;Book----Went to the library and borrowed this book tittled" When Your Lover Leaves You".Its damned hell fun...It tells you all the solutions to ease your mind and recover from those pains you are going through and to get up on your feet once again. Read it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/13587189-4228919861781505358?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4228919861781505358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4228919861781505358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4228919861781505358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4228919861781505358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/03/move-on.html' title='move on....'/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-8948383232694328783</id><published>2007-03-10T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T09:47:06.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we are fucking assholes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i woke up at the right side of the bed and realised my mistakes..And so this entry should go but the screaming has to stay...those how missed this the previous entry..Too bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; arrrrrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;i jus felt like screaming out loud.....arrgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;AAARRRRGGGGGGHHHH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;aaaaaarrrrrrrgggggggghhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-8948383232694328783?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/8948383232694328783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=8948383232694328783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8948383232694328783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/8948383232694328783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/03/that-thing-that-action-was-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-2939610723645765153</id><published>2007-03-08T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T20:48:54.229-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i need you my love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God knows how i'm feeling now.God if ever you are hearing me, plz, give me the person i am before.Drain all this tears away.I just bear to cry anymore when i think of the love that you took away from me recently.Is this the results of my sins in the past? Plz, Ya Allah, bring him back to me.I'll promise i'll cherish and take care of him.I just can't live without him besides me.Who is gonna wipe this tears and cuddle me to sleep? If ever you are not giving him back to me, plz Ya Allah, take care of him and his wonderful family whom now i mizz soo much thta it hurts.Give them good wealth and health.keep him save from all evil.Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-2939610723645765153?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/2939610723645765153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=2939610723645765153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2939610723645765153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/2939610723645765153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/03/god-knows-how-im-feeling-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-7196791906246748747</id><published>2007-03-06T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T04:08:49.050-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiss me'/><title type='text'>TRUTH HURTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How embarassing it is to know that i was only playing my part all this while.&lt;br /&gt;Playing my part to be honest and always bear in mind that you are always with me.&lt;br /&gt;How silly i was to know that i was forcing you to love me all this while.&lt;br /&gt;How silly it was to lie to myself all this while.&lt;br /&gt;To lie to myself that i was actually trying to live in my fantasy land.&lt;br /&gt;All this while i've realised that i have been forcing you to love me, force you to come back to me when i actually see that you have no love no more.&lt;br /&gt;Now i see that the chances are getting thin.Love cannot be force nor push.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those sleepless nights and no food intake that i've survived, alhamdullillah, are all a waste.How i wished those hot pearls that flowed down my cheeks, that you used to kiss, and company me till sleep comes, are now back again even now,after holding it back so hard even when it try to leak seeing those eyes of yours.I never realised that i'm no more that girl you used to call "Mama" ,no more that girl in ur life, especially in your heart.The truth always hurt.I've learned that yesterday.I apologised for making the same mistakes to you.I just need an answer.I've found it! And only 1 word that decribes it-relieved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How i wished there's a stop button. So i could hit stop and everything would jus frooze and i could admire your face that i once adore.Then i'll hit play again, and acted like nothing happen.Act like you never enter my heart.There will be no more of those stops to that hall of yours where we talk things out, chill, joke with love, fell asleep and everything.I'm sure you don't want me anymore in that couch of yours.All those fairytales i dreamt of, will not really have an happyending.I regret not showing you enough love,i regret not taking care of you, i regret not listening to you.I have sooooooo much regrets in life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank god,syukur alhamdullillah,God send me to you.Those little things that you do, make me change bit by bit, and you are the 1 who brought me to who i am today.I'm now standing here as a proud young lady, with confidence to live life to the fullest and turn those habits into trash. I thanks god, alhamdullillah, for giving me a chance to know your wonderful, beautiful character and family whom i shall remember all my life.I promise.Thank you for those days we spent together.Thank you and God.Alhamdullilah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If ever you are reading this entry &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My Baby Smoochy&lt;/span&gt;, coz i never had a chance to tell you this , i just wanna say that no matter what happens between us in future, i'll still love and care for you.No one, and i mean really no one, can really replace that space that you used to sit in, in my heart, for the next coming years down the road.There's still alot of things that i ,used, to have to say, but now let it drift away with the time.There's other things i would want you to know during our times, but lets keep it private.You are &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; in my mind and for sure my heart.I know you don't see how much i love you but really i love you and i'm proud to know you.I know saying "i love you"s does not prove anything, but really, i really do love you.Everyday i hope you will see that my love for you is really there in my heart, but sadly you can't.You are blinded by others love which i guess are stronger then mine.I thank you for whatever you have done to me.I appreciate them. Baby Smoochy, i've always wished you would take the risked and knee-down, holding my hands tight, staring at my eyes and say" i really love you".But i know it won't happen coz i've realised its all a fantasy of mine.I'll keep that kiss you gave on my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;If one day,insyallah ,we get older,start our own family each and we are still frens like we are now, i would introduce my child to you and say, "this is mummy's first love,whom mummy love so much,Uncle ____ and you are to respect him all the times".I hope this is not one of my fairytales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have so much more to say to you. I still will wait for you with NO force this time.I'll let time take its course.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-7196791906246748747?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/7196791906246748747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=7196791906246748747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7196791906246748747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/7196791906246748747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/03/truth-hurts.html' title='TRUTH HURTS'/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-1242735034945493205</id><published>2007-03-04T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T04:43:45.379-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i still think of you'/><title type='text'>randomrandom</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Those scenes have been running through my mind everyday. Everyday. Scenes of you, me and that orange comforter of yours.It was so sweet.Really sweet.How i wished we could snuggle up together all the time.(Stop your imaginations!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life has been very very "beautiful".I was downed with a stomuch flu and a sore throat till now.When to a private doctor,spending 28 bucks for stress pills, digestions pills and a cough syrup which is now left is only an empty bottle on the kitchen table.As for those pills, they are still in my bag wherever i go. SO, now, no more stress.No more tension.No more "lembik" me. I've gotta be strong.I've gotta to let go of the past.I'm moving on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;random&lt;br /&gt;random&lt;br /&gt;random&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not living life on my own but on other person rules and comments, another words, i live my life on what people say.You can't do this my love, you can't do that sweetheart, you can't be friends with that type of person my child, you can't talk to that guy dear, you can't spend your money on this, you can't wear like that, you look horrible today, why are you acting like a boy, you change so much lately, and loooooooaaads moore..All this little sayings and comments make me feel bad-ugly-horrible-just-like-norbit-the-movie.Really.i need smn to make me feel confident of myself.I waana be pretty like those near to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Its deteriotating.seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;random&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;random&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;random&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School.How's school? Its getting so much fun.But not that fun with a long schedules and assignments by assignments coming up.Its fun cause the holidays are just around the corner.!!! yeh!! but still i'll still miss my friends and not getting to meet my Mr Cheekyboy everyday. I''ll miss those freaks like Ayuni aka "papajahat" girl, Wawan aka "tanyejawabsendiri" guy, Akbar aka "partner-in-crime" ,Jackson aka "my-admire", and of course Mr Kassreal Alfi!!. Not forgetting my first love in life, my Mr Cheekyboy-Roydzuan. I need a work to fill in my time.Lobang anyone??!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear friend Mr_______, apologised for that last minute cancellation of our plans.I'm really sory.Mayb next time k. I apologised.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(Gelek dangdut)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-1242735034945493205?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/1242735034945493205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=1242735034945493205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1242735034945493205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/1242735034945493205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/03/randomrandom.html' title='randomrandom'/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-4662410951301437800</id><published>2007-02-26T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T03:46:31.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The weather seems to be reaching what my heart has been doing.Cold icy droplet was splashing on us as we sit under the big red umbrella with the logo "M" on it.We sat and talked enjoying our junked lunch.i let you do the talking cause i miz ,u telling those stories.the way you talk as you puff those tars in your bodies.i miz it.how i wished i could jus stop the time and stare in those eyes till the end of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My eyes start its race from your sweet luscious pink lips,up the cheeks where i usually kissed and caress, then to your eyes which invites me wif no love anymore.i don't see the feeling of you longing me, wanting to hug me tight making me feel safe.now i realised the love i longed from you all tis while are slowly vanishing.i felt loveless at that point of moment.the surrounding felt so lubberly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In the dark room,with big screen and air-conditioner on at full blast,which we sit in yesterday, flashed back to the moments of when we first catch a late night movie on new year.tat was the happiest day i had spent with you ever.Ever.how i wished we could repeat it this year.those happy moments we had.how i wished i could hear those hot breath whisper in my ears again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;now all i'm longing for is you.all i miz is your never ending love,your sweet whispers that always make me feel beautiful ,your soft caresses on my face that always make me feel warm, your kisses that used to wet my cheeks, your tight hugs that always make me feel loved and those gdnites"miz and loves you".how i wished we could be in the past where we don't make mistakes and are laughing all the time creating sweet memories day after day.Is our love journey are destiny to be tis way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I hide all the grief and pain i was going through after those decision were made.Baby, i need you to support me from falling.i need you like in the past where u were always here with me. i don't want you to enter my life like a newly complete stranger.i know i are not gone completely from my life. you are jus far from my heart.i love you dude.i still and will always love you Mr CheekyFace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-4662410951301437800?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/4662410951301437800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=4662410951301437800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4662410951301437800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/4662410951301437800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-with-you.html' title='a day with you'/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587189.post-824354394766114849</id><published>2007-02-24T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T00:51:49.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it hurts me badly wen i realised i reali need u in my life.realli badly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587189-824354394766114849?l=securityblankie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/feeds/824354394766114849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587189&amp;postID=824354394766114849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/824354394766114849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587189/posts/default/824354394766114849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://securityblankie.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-hurts-me-badly-wen-i-realised-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ann Roan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02336458971541982608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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