<?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-37702076</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:01:38.754+08:00</updated><category term='pressure'/><category term='he told me not to worry...'/><category term='flowers.'/><category term='i love you ibuku. muuuuaaaahks.'/><category term='SilkAir'/><category term='my sensibility sucks.'/><category term='you&apos;re so damn hot'/><category term='crush'/><category term='a must have.'/><category term='he told me not to worry he told me just to take my time'/><category term='strictly incoming calls only.'/><category term='skeptics'/><category term='gets money=hair extension.'/><category term='Spiderman 3 now showing.'/><category term='Medan'/><category term='kangen'/><title type='text'>Molly Pews</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>271</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37702076.post-5039963992711136352</id><published>2010-04-08T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T02:19:00.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOVED - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mollypewsss.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WWW.MOLLYPEWSSS.TUMBLR.COM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-5039963992711136352?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/5039963992711136352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=5039963992711136352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5039963992711136352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5039963992711136352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#5039963992711136352' title=''/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7662660590227399850</id><published>2009-12-31T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:31:41.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inside out</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hold back everything we asked for.&lt;br /&gt;dont move on til the sun sets dark.&lt;br /&gt;we know we'll survive about the true lies.&lt;br /&gt;all the things we've said always flew high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking off all we ever mention&lt;br /&gt;nothing big about the role we played.&lt;br /&gt;between the faith and fate that its better than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i believe in my guts better than i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold on, you believe in what you say.&lt;br /&gt;dont ever fall back apart.&lt;br /&gt;all i ever wanted for you is for you to smile,&lt;br /&gt;and for me to see you smile back at me baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7662660590227399850?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7662660590227399850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7662660590227399850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7662660590227399850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7662660590227399850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7662660590227399850' title='inside out'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-2705373618374945514</id><published>2009-12-29T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:47:52.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution.</title><content type='html'>Hello baby. I just miss blogger and I really need blogger right now. It's been a hard year man. 3 days to 2010. I am looking forward to the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Year resolution: &lt;br /&gt;1) New Me&lt;br /&gt;2) New Job&lt;br /&gt;3) New Specialism&lt;br /&gt;4) New Challenges&lt;br /&gt;5) New Favourites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I do not wish to have New bunch of girls. I love my best girls. I love them loads! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-2705373618374945514?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/2705373618374945514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=2705373618374945514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2705373618374945514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2705373618374945514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#2705373618374945514' title='Resolution.'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4512212187649180599</id><published>2009-10-08T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:28:18.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suppp</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 505px" height="650" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/32414006.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 22nd BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEAH NUR FAEZAH SEAH MUHD FUAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! I got it right this time. Hahahahahahhaa. Lup Chu man. muaxoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-4512212187649180599?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4512212187649180599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4512212187649180599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4512212187649180599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4512212187649180599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4512212187649180599' title='suppp'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-6322308057070006668</id><published>2009-10-08T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:23:54.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 22nd CHA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/32414006.jpg" height=250 width=150&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-6322308057070006668?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/6322308057070006668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=6322308057070006668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6322308057070006668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6322308057070006668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#6322308057070006668' title='happy 22nd CHA!'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-908513921387832532</id><published>2009-10-02T04:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T04:22:45.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a change of mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mollypewsss.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://mollypewsss.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're smiling Shiqs! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See you there:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-908513921387832532?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/908513921387832532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=908513921387832532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/908513921387832532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/908513921387832532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#908513921387832532' title='a change of mind'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-5030365378200994502</id><published>2009-10-02T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T01:30:55.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>philosophy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. -John Burroughs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a philosophy. Something worthless but momentous. I don't know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SingTel wins rights to EPL, ESPN STAR SportsBy Channelnewsasia.com &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posted: 01 October 2009 0806 hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE: Singapore Telecommunications Ltd (SingTel) has won the rights to air Barclays English Premier League matches across its platforms, as well as exclusive broadcast rights to ESPN STAR Sports for mio TV. In a statement released on Thursday, SingTel said the rights would allow it to broadcast EPL matches on mio TV, the Internet and mobile applications for three years starting August next year. Asia's leading telecommunications company said it has also secured rights to a suite of sports networks and services from ESPN STAR Sports for its mio TV customers. This means it will have the rights to show programme offerings under ESPN, which include the FA Cup, Formula One, the Australian Open, Wimbledon and the US Open Golf Championship. A new 24-hour sports news channel, called ESPNEWS, is also slated for broadcast on mio TV from next month. SingTel said other exclusive sports services will be unveiled soon. SingTel Singapore CEO Allen Liew assured viewers that charges will be comparable to what sports fans are currently paying to their cable TV operator. - CNA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-5030365378200994502?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/5030365378200994502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=5030365378200994502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5030365378200994502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5030365378200994502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#5030365378200994502' title='philosophy'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-6531807926288117361</id><published>2009-09-30T02:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T03:01:15.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestos♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 424px; HEIGHT: 273px" height="180" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/13-2.jpg" width="394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 424px; HEIGHT: 272px" height="272" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/17.jpg" width="438" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 281px" height="348" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/15.jpg" width="430" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 331px" height="311" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/21-1.jpg" width="442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 416px; HEIGHT: 299px" height="329" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/1-1.jpg" width="406" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 307px" height="337" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/11-1.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay this is how Molly&lt;em&gt; meracau.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 424px; HEIGHT: 325px" height="331" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/6.jpg" width="368" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and this! I love ALL of you &lt;em&gt;intan payung diamonds and pearls plus blings girlsssss&lt;/em&gt;. MUAXOXO:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-6531807926288117361?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/6531807926288117361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=6531807926288117361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6531807926288117361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6531807926288117361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#6531807926288117361' title='Bestos&amp;hearts;'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-2749335320331722450</id><published>2009-09-29T03:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T03:26:16.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight is simply washing rainbow off the sky high&lt;br /&gt;And it's true its all for you&lt;br /&gt;When you roll the drums ,my heart beats faster&lt;br /&gt;And it's true its all for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby sunshine’s neverending&lt;br /&gt;And it's true. I see you.&lt;br /&gt;You know ive tried tried so hard to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I like it when you smile cos I'm all over you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I miss the sunset. I miss spending time with myself. I miss the people I'm missing. I miss being with &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;. I am waiting for someone to tell me something, &lt;em&gt;pronto.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-2749335320331722450?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/2749335320331722450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=2749335320331722450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2749335320331722450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2749335320331722450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#2749335320331722450' title='for you'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7705336101898153207</id><published>2009-09-29T02:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T02:53:33.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zie's open house</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 429px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="218" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_7954.jpg" width="501" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 428px; HEIGHT: 290px" height="543" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_7955.jpg" width="444" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 415px; HEIGHT: 289px" height="284" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_8002.jpg" width="459" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 408px; HEIGHT: 285px" height="239" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_7971.jpg" width="376" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 286px" height="292" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_7990.jpg" width="344" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WE WILL MISS YOU ZIE. We will miss all of you. Your mom, amelia, camelia, liyana and YOU! :) I want to go BALI. Soon okay dear? Andddd yes yes I'll see you there. All the best for your 2nd shop over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 418px; HEIGHT: 326px" height="393" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/7330_1260317186973_1200977916_30795.jpg" width="364" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I will definitely miss US :,( Take care baby. MUAXOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7705336101898153207?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7705336101898153207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7705336101898153207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7705336101898153207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7705336101898153207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7705336101898153207' title='Zie&apos;s open house'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4941511789117481129</id><published>2009-09-28T04:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T04:53:12.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is really love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" height="255" width="400" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v37942708&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v37942708&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy and joyful. I had my prata and teh tarik. But it still felt crazy in mind. I do not know how to explain. I do not know if this feeling is really a good sign or just plain feeling. I am unsure, yes. I am crushed. I am purely feeling different. I define myself as strong and capable of looking at things straight and never think about negativity. I always ensure that whatever I did will make a difference to everyone’s lives. But I will never wish to look back and reminise the past about how happy I was and how I wished he was here to make things better for me. I missed the feeling of being loved by him. I missed the sincere smiles on my face. I missed the evening walk from school. I missed the ice cream he bought for me. I missed his piggy-backed rides. I missed everything about him. No matter what, he will always be the perfect friend and the one and only best dad in the world. Allah bless you, ily ayah. ♥ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay now I am a hungry monster. I am hungry again even though had supper at 10 pm yesterday yet I am still hungry hungry hungry. That makes me angry angry angry. How I wish I had a boyfriend who can surprise me with supper now. I want honey milk tea and pratas please? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-4941511789117481129?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4941511789117481129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4941511789117481129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4941511789117481129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4941511789117481129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4941511789117481129' title='this is really love.'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-6277645217423084330</id><published>2009-09-26T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T02:49:01.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oppsiess</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" height="255" width="400" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v217282815&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v217282815&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-6277645217423084330?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/6277645217423084330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=6277645217423084330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6277645217423084330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6277645217423084330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#6277645217423084330' title='oppsiess'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-8904706262004264429</id><published>2009-09-22T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:43:35.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>into pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" height="255" width="400" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v2164427&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v2164427&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I miss the beautiful sunset. And I miss prata and teh tarik at night with the usuals. Oh man, I missed it much much much much! urgh. Meet sooooooon for prata and teh tarik my dears:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-8904706262004264429?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/8904706262004264429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=8904706262004264429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8904706262004264429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8904706262004264429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#8904706262004264429' title='into pieces'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-6403415583145268657</id><published>2009-09-21T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:00:42.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lebaran 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;20th Sept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 402px; HEIGHT: 282px" height="652" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1040981.jpg" width="622" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 402px; HEIGHT: 289px" height="599" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1050035.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 402px; HEIGHT: 285px" height="525" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1040959.jpg" width="748" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 284px" height="560" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1050064.jpg" width="506" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 303px" height="699" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1050063copy.jpg" width="1024" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st Sept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 305px" height="621" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1050086.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 391px; HEIGHT: 283px" height="564" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1050088.jpg" width="549" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 391px; HEIGHT: 287px" height="545" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1050092.jpg" width="523" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love my family and Grampss!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I don't really have the mood to celebrate hari raya this year. Actually last year too, and the year before but what can I do, I need to. If not I'll break my Ibu's heart. Very fragile you know. Haiya. Just now, had so much laughters with my sister, brother and Ibu. haha. I wish he was part of it. But neh, he wasn't. I'm missing a particular person now. The person is really random but well, nevermind:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Announcement: My Intan payung blinging girls, we're jalan raya-ing on Saturday 26th Sept okay? Please make yourself free!:) I'm looking forward to this saturday! hehehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-6403415583145268657?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/6403415583145268657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=6403415583145268657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6403415583145268657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6403415583145268657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#6403415583145268657' title='lebaran 2009'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-8190826487842088758</id><published>2009-09-21T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:34:43.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" height="255" width="400" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v208585171&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v208585171&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-8190826487842088758?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/8190826487842088758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=8190826487842088758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8190826487842088758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8190826487842088758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#8190826487842088758' title=''/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-5275631375242372686</id><published>2009-09-21T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T02:04:29.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>killer heels</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 283px" height="480" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1050079.jpg" width="491" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I've got blisters everywhere man. Tsk! Shouldn't have worn heeeeelssss. It was killing me. I've made up my mind, Tomorrow, I'll just wear slippers for house visiting. Yessss. weeehooo. Pictures will be up later. Idk when. In facebook folks. My feet is tired. Shitties. urghhhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-5275631375242372686?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/5275631375242372686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=5275631375242372686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5275631375242372686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5275631375242372686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#5275631375242372686' title='killer heels'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-1381168341042985635</id><published>2009-09-20T03:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T04:04:28.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misses</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 373px; HEIGHT: 362px" height="668" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1040851-1.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'm gonna miss Ramadhan like how I miss dad. Haiya. I always feel his existence during Ramadhan. Life has to go on no matter what, yes? I am looking forward for tomorrow as I will be meeting my cousins and folks from far away land. Haha. Well, I cannot wait for the fooooood. I can smell each and everyone of it! gahhhh. I'll turn into monster later. But I can't cos Ibu will always ask me to eat eat and eattttt! She wants me to grow bigger. shhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salam Lebaran Folks:)&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/37702076-1381168341042985635?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/1381168341042985635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=1381168341042985635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1381168341042985635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1381168341042985635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#1381168341042985635' title='misses'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-1061811690372642297</id><published>2009-09-19T14:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T14:36:46.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Takbir</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" height="255" width="400" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v217250358&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v217250358&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello folks. Tomorrow is HARI RAYA. &lt;em&gt;Takbir hari raya&lt;/em&gt; always makes me cry. Mannnnn. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HARI RAYA TO ALL THE MUSLIM FOLKS&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maaf Zahir Batin. Salah silap harap dimaafkan.&lt;/em&gt; Enjoyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-1061811690372642297?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/1061811690372642297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=1061811690372642297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1061811690372642297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1061811690372642297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#1061811690372642297' title='Takbir'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7960444372192559236</id><published>2009-09-18T00:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T01:20:55.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>luck OR fate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" height="255" width="400" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v205811414&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v205811414&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My colleague was asking me, if I do believe in luck. I told him I don't, but I do believe in fate. He questioned me a lot and was telling me that luck and fate has similarities. And I asked him back why is it that way. To make the long story short, he told me if there's no luck, there's no fate too. What I understand in his meaning is, fate comes in the luck you get. As far as I know, I only believe in bad luck, because I've never ever been in a good luck posotion before. haha. And so, I knock off thinking about what he was trying to tell me. Along the road, near the heerens passed by the bus stop. Guess what? I was blessed with bird shit on my right arm. It was a fifty cent coin big, but it was okay, not that I cursed and sworn the bird. In fact, I was thankful to that birdy. Cos it has made me realised that fate really does comes from luck. On the other hand, I still have not figured out why the hell didn't I believe in luck intially. hmm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7960444372192559236?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7960444372192559236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7960444372192559236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7960444372192559236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7960444372192559236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7960444372192559236' title='luck OR fate'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-8065151238876764662</id><published>2009-09-17T03:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T03:43:35.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" height="255" width="400" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v205799856&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v205799856&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I'm sending&lt;em&gt; love letter from Japan&lt;/em&gt; to my bloody crush whom I've missed. Mr. M, I think I'm starting to give up on you man. Anyways, someone here is stuck in my head. Idk why! He's a freaking stranger for goodness sake! But the way he looked(more to stare) at me makes me think if he's trying to make me like him OR he's just simply got a&lt;em&gt; BEEF&lt;/em&gt;(problem) with me. For 4 days straight I'm telling you. It's both amusing and scary la. Hahaha IDK. Okay la, if you'd ask if he's cute or not. He is a little, not much. I missed the chance to personally ask him why did he looked at me like I owe him a million bucks. Oh shitties, maybeeeee he used to be my customer and I jolly well didn't serve him the way I was supposed to? Being rude I mean? Damn, was I? Mati gue. &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/37702076-8065151238876764662?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/8065151238876764662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=8065151238876764662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8065151238876764662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8065151238876764662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#8065151238876764662' title='love letter'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4766454372809280684</id><published>2009-09-16T03:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T03:34:05.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot like Odium;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nude in winter world&lt;br /&gt;Cold like the sunny pearl&lt;br /&gt;Flakes touching the sky&lt;br /&gt;High like the ocean's blind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cheater wins over everything. Everything &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; did cheats my feeling. Thunderstruck by tacit affection. I would not want to be wedged in between two different definitions of &lt;em&gt;crush.&lt;/em&gt; Literally crushed or well, just a deaden crush of fascination. You decide, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-4766454372809280684?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4766454372809280684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4766454372809280684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4766454372809280684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4766454372809280684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4766454372809280684' title='A lot like Odium;'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-5343614158499975004</id><published>2009-09-15T01:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T01:55:03.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beloved intan payung diamonds and pearls plus gold blinging ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 404px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="345" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/1.jpg" width="430" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 402px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="297" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/7.jpg" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 398px; HEIGHT: 275px" height="294" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/8.jpg" width="406" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 287px" height="368" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/14.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; HEIGHT: 266px" height="417" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/18.jpg" width="201" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 205px; HEIGHT: 268px" height="357" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/19.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 272px" height="306" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/11.jpg" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; HEIGHT: 273px" height="318" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/13-1.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;These are some pictures from Zie's camera. Paula's camera is on the way, I think! haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I love all my &lt;em&gt;beloved intan payung diamonds and pearls plus gold blinging &lt;/em&gt;GIRLSSSSSS girls! Yayness. Finally we met after so looooooong not meeting them. We broke fast at Cahaya, Far East Plaza and then walked to Taka to do my sister's IPhone skin. Hee. Chilled at Coffee Bean right after that. Even though it's only a 3 hour plus meet up but it was a GREAT 180 minutes man. Never fail to make me laugh hard:) I can't wait for Friday babies! Weehooo. Geylang with you girls. Kecoh. :) XOXOXOXOXO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-5343614158499975004?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/5343614158499975004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=5343614158499975004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5343614158499975004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5343614158499975004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#5343614158499975004' title='beloved intan payung diamonds and pearls plus gold blinging &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-6577744041254474053</id><published>2009-09-14T05:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T06:02:22.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fashion bitch♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/n56461996627_2307293_2561.jpg" height=320 width=450&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/6a00e5508e95a988330120a59fc2f2970c-.jpg" height=320 width=450&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening.” –coco chanel &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-6577744041254474053?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/6577744041254474053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=6577744041254474053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6577744041254474053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6577744041254474053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#6577744041254474053' title='fashion bitch&amp;hearts;'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-3265833812892639983</id><published>2009-09-14T00:31:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T02:09:26.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocking</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 155px" height="129" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/saleisha2.jpg" width="430" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I love her man. ANTM cycle 9 winner. She's cute and looks good in anything. Pffts, of course, she is a TOP high end model afterall. I looooooveeeeee her hair in curls. I thought of curling my hair for hari raya. HAHA. That's IF I am not lazy on that day and IF I can wake up bloody early and curl the hair with the iron thing loh. If not then goodbye my friend. Haiya, anyway, I think this year will be just a few house visits and then I'll head back to grandma's house and help out. Cos I presume my grandparent's will have a lot of visitors. Really. It's been years man. But, nvm, they call it &lt;em&gt;berkat&lt;/em&gt; or something like that if I'm not wrong la. haha. So yeaaaaa. Yaysss doing french manicure on saturday baby! I likey dikessss. And pay's out on TUESDAY! wooohoo. Man, my tummy aches. Cannot fast for some nature's reason. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My beloved &lt;em&gt;intan payung diamonds and pearls plus gold blinging&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;GIRLSSSSSS &lt;/strong&gt;:D anouncement from me and my sister: Please inform us when we can jalan raya okay. I'm &lt;strong&gt;presuming&lt;/strong&gt; we'll be getting off next week on saturday and sunday, 26th, 27th. Beepos my dearos. hehe:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;OKAYYYYY I'm telling you I'm in the living room... my bloody brother is in his room. GUESS WHAT HE'S DOING?????? hahahahahahaha. listening to OLD CLASSIC HARI RAYA SONGS. omgoodness. idk what's happening to him man but he's such a random kid, sometimes I don't understand him. Well, yea, I think I know why, because he has been &lt;em&gt;alone&lt;/em&gt;, no friend in the family since daddy were sent back to where he belonged. &lt;em&gt;God bless him.&lt;/em&gt; Speaking of which, it's his 8th year already. September it was. Well, I know he's still watching over us and yes I love you and everything from him is priceless. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;EH BLOODY BROTHER! HE STOLE MY STARBUCKS DRINK! &lt;em&gt;SHITHEAD BETUL! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 430px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="flashObj" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=" src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/10372616001?isVid=" width="430" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swliveconnect="true" allowfullscreen="true" seamlesstabbing="false" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" flashvars="playerID=10372616001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;videoId=28995355001&amp;amp;linkBaseURL=http://music.aol.com/video/sweet-dreams/beyonce/sony:28995355001" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" publisherid="59121"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Channel NewsAsia - Monday, September 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;SINGAPORE : It may be an economic downturn, but sales at COMEX have reached a new high in its 19—year history.&lt;br /&gt;The four—day IT show generated sales of S$63 million.&lt;br /&gt;That is a 10 per cent increase from last year’s COMEX.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the sales increase, the number of visitors over the four days was similar to last year at around 710,000.&lt;br /&gt;The last day of COMEX saw many bargain hunters walking away happy. For example, a 32—inch LCD TV was going for S$549, while prices of some notebooks went for as low as S$559 each.&lt;br /&gt;Some visitors told Channel NewsAsia they had waited for the last day of COMEX 2009 to get the bargains.&lt;br /&gt;Exhibitors also noted that consumers were more willing to spend this time round, with one reporting a 20 per cent increase in sales. — CNA/ms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hf says (1:54 AM):&lt;br /&gt;comex what siaa?&lt;br /&gt;Moe Lee™ says (1:56 AM):&lt;br /&gt;it show!&lt;br /&gt;wth&lt;br /&gt;YOU MEAN YOU DONNO&lt;br /&gt;hf says (1:57 AM):&lt;br /&gt;serious?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaa&lt;br /&gt;where?&lt;br /&gt;esplanade uh?&lt;br /&gt;Moe Lee™ says (2:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;omg!&lt;br /&gt;Moe Lee™ says (2:01 AM):&lt;br /&gt;suntec lohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;hf says (2:01 AM):&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;i thought like show 'SHOW'&lt;br /&gt;no eh&lt;br /&gt;Moe Lee™ says (2:02 AM):&lt;br /&gt;IT show&lt;br /&gt;hf says (2:02 AM):&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;whats up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I'm sorry man, I just have to post this! HE DOESNT KNOW WHAT IS COMEX IT SHOW! hahahahaha. Is he a Singaporean or not? Everyone is mad about it and for the four days straight somehow I felt like I was in a lost world where noone knows where they're going carrying big items and paperbags. mannn. If you're reading this and I THINK you are. hahahahaha. BEEF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hf says (2:05 AM):&lt;br /&gt;YOU PART OF THE COURTS TEAM UH SELL ELECTRONICS&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Moe Lee™ says (2:05 AM):&lt;br /&gt;you know now meh?????&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;wth!&lt;br /&gt;IT"S NOT ONLY ELECTRONICs&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell sporean ape nie&lt;br /&gt;hf says (2:05 AM):&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;then sell what sommore?&lt;br /&gt;hf says (2:06 AM):&lt;br /&gt;its an IT roadshow what&lt;br /&gt;Moe Lee™ says (2:06 AM):&lt;br /&gt;precisely IT SHOW&lt;br /&gt;and NOT electronics only&lt;br /&gt;Moe Lee™ says (2:07 AM):&lt;br /&gt;can be accessories can be handphones can be tv can be laptops&lt;br /&gt;got different company&lt;br /&gt;not courts ah&lt;br /&gt;hf says (2:07 AM):&lt;br /&gt;all electronics what!!!~&lt;br /&gt;Moe Lee™ says (2:08 AM):&lt;br /&gt;I REPEAT&lt;br /&gt;NOT COURTS&lt;br /&gt;hf says (2:08 AM):&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ok fine&lt;br /&gt;not courts&lt;br /&gt;then what uh?!&lt;br /&gt;Moe Lee™ says (2:10 AM):&lt;br /&gt;can be sony or philips or toshiba or apple or nokia or acer or canon or starhub or singtel or m1 etc etc&lt;br /&gt;hf says (2:11 AM):&lt;br /&gt;Hahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;you need to confess something la.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well, after that I told him I need a resolution for hari raya and my resolution will be: not to tell anyone where I work, until they find out by themselves. hahahahahahaha BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/37702076-3265833812892639983?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/3265833812892639983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=3265833812892639983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3265833812892639983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3265833812892639983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#3265833812892639983' title='Rocking'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4757402794967886907</id><published>2009-09-09T13:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T01:59:16.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ignorance + violetttt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 184px; HEIGHT: 270px" height="834" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1040931copy.jpg" width="306" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 270px" height="735" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1040928copy.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why, my life has been a mess to everyone and for everyone. I prefer to keep it to myself, but I can't help it but to tell this precious blog of mine. Noone knows about a thing I'm talking about but I prefer to keep it private for the meantime. It's something personal and only me, myself, I has been trying to ignore the situation. I think it's a bout time to be more straight forward, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot really see the violet on my hair. nevermind. I'm hiring my sister to highlight my hair &lt;em&gt;purple+red (literally self mixed) &lt;/em&gt;on eve of raya. HAHAHA. I'm a mad cow I know! :D Check it out when you meet me for jalan raya girls. LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last minute geylang was super random. Went back from break fast with sister and cousin from geylang la. Then home. Then I decided to randomly asked Ibu if she wants to go out, geylang maybe for supper or something, so we did! Hahahaha bought LOADS of Fooooood! Yay! I love the keropok lekor the soft one. I hate the hard ones. Sounds wrong but ya I was talking about food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mat A: whispers to mat B&lt;br /&gt;mat B: looks towards me and smile&lt;br /&gt;mat A: walks away&lt;br /&gt;mat B: dik, abang ni cakap dia suka perempuan rambut pendek.&lt;br /&gt;moe: -____- and smile sarcasticly and walks away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with these people???? What's so amusing about short hair man? Like that also they have the cheek to say it out loud. If I were him I'd just ignore the friend. I mean if I was mean enough I'd replied,&lt;em&gt; ahhh eh? not interested.&lt;/em&gt; But I didn't. I didn't even want to reply. But I was being so humble these few days, Idk why. So I acknowledge, once. They were lucky enough my mom wasn't there! If not....... all the best man. HAHAHA shitheads. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-4757402794967886907?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4757402794967886907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4757402794967886907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4757402794967886907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4757402794967886907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4757402794967886907' title='ignorance + violetttt'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-351867415312005874</id><published>2009-09-08T21:22:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T03:56:01.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahogony</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 434px; HEIGHT: 322px" height="280" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/10423_134334250795_693675795_296849.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;These are my best friends, EVER. Even when we part for a very loooooooong time, Shiqs busy with school and work, Zie back and fro to bali but hey, eventually we met each other and yes! we definitely had fun fun and mooooore fun yo! Always makes me smile wide when we met. And really.. I don't need a man to make me happy. I have my girls:) MUAXOXO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot of pending stuff to be done. I want to pierce my eyebrow. I want new shoessss. I want to do french manicure before hari raya. I need to change small notes for the kids. I need new pair of earrings. I want to go Bali and Medan again! And ohhhh yessss I want to highlight this plain hair of mine. I'm going to highlight my hair tomorrow morning at 10am! woooh my sister made an appointment. I'm planning to highlight mahogony (the colour below) and base colour will be jet black. Hopefully it's gonna be be a good hairdresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 80px" height="70" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/ideal.png" width="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-351867415312005874?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/351867415312005874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=351867415312005874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/351867415312005874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/351867415312005874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#351867415312005874' title='Mahogony'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-3431665994500021003</id><published>2009-09-06T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T01:00:09.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comex</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 295px" height="261" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_7334copy.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pretty sick, much? MC on thursday. Even when my off day was yesterday, still I feel very very weak. No further ado, I want to off this lappy and sleep. Got to wake up at 430 for &lt;em&gt;sahur&lt;/em&gt; later baby. Next week is Comex Roadshow. And I'll be there! TSK. With this holiday week I bet there will be A LOT of bloody confused and bitching customers. And I'll be fasting loh. Aiyaaaaa. Good bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-3431665994500021003?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/3431665994500021003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=3431665994500021003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3431665994500021003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3431665994500021003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#3431665994500021003' title='comex'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-1841046751279648011</id><published>2009-09-05T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T01:00:49.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot hot Indonesiaaaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 289px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="784" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1040870copy.jpg" width="415" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, look at my fringe. It's straight. Just went for a slight haircut. Hmm.. I'm hungry. I'm bored. It's raining and I'm tired. But I just can't sleep. But I'm going off yea. I want to go Bali. And I miss Medan. I WANNA GO AGAIN PRETTY PLEASE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-1841046751279648011?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/1841046751279648011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=1841046751279648011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1841046751279648011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1841046751279648011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#1841046751279648011' title='Hot hot Indonesiaaaa!'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4811772276621687051</id><published>2009-09-03T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T01:01:39.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 20th Dear Paula&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss the times we had spent in school and outside school with Shiqin and Zie. Even when you and Zie can't stand each other but we know we managed to pull it through. I miss you, we miss you. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 260px; HEIGHT: 325px" height="508" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/5891_1237021324591_1200977916_30710.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think people I got to know recently are connected to one another somehow. Sometimes I think they're trying to destroy my life. Sometimes I think they are making a fool out of me. And sometimes I think they are making me miserable. I do believe in karma and I believe in fate. But what I do not believe is deception. I restrain from being straight forward. I compred myself with everyone else. I compared myself with the people I hate and even the people I love and well, strangers too. I know, I should not have. I think I miss the things I used to do with the formers. I think I miss canteen food which only cost me less than a penny. I think I miss the person I hated most. I think I miss my childhood life where you can love anyone and say anything. I think I miss my primary school crush. And I think my current crush thinks I'm a silly bitch who's suck with humors. Well, when I think again, I think I'm thinking too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-4811772276621687051?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4811772276621687051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4811772276621687051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4811772276621687051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4811772276621687051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4811772276621687051' title='thinking'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-3421089659870452822</id><published>2009-09-03T00:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T02:15:26.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 288px; HEIGHT: 360px" height="768" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Random262.jpg" width="394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I miss this cute little nephew of mine. 'you donno you' we call him HAHAHAHA. So naughty and soooooooo pinch-able! I miss his brother to. Pel I call him. He's cuter! haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I almost collapse at work just now. I was damnnnn sleepy man. Recently, I've been staying up till sahur and sleep after 6am. Even when I'm working in the morning. Haha. I'm a bloody insomiac I knowwwww, urgh. My eyebags are getting bigger ! &lt;em&gt;Okaynowmycrushisonlineandireallyreallymisslookingathiscutesmileandhishothair omg!&lt;/em&gt; I think I'm cursed or something. My crush hasn't been talking to me since I-don't-know when man. umpf. I want more banana fritters from Bugis Junction! It's damn feeling mannnn! Gosh. Anyways, this &lt;em&gt;kerepek ubi&lt;/em&gt; I'm eating is very spicy you know. But I like its spiceness. Wooooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh, next time when someone bump into you and just stare at you like you're the one who bumped into her without saying sorry. Screw her upside down man! There are words like Excuse Me ? BITCH. tsk. You're lucky enough this is Ramadhan, if not........ pffts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I tell you about the playboys I've been contacting? Guess what??? TWO of them wants to borrow cash from me! WTH. not one okay but TWO. Imagine if there's another one who will make another silly and embarrasing move? HAHA. Knuckleheads. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-3421089659870452822?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/3421089659870452822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=3421089659870452822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3421089659870452822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3421089659870452822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#3421089659870452822' title='insomnia'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-5763085327840286452</id><published>2009-08-31T05:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T05:58:51.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>300809</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_7356copy.jpg" height=270 width=380&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA I just cut my fringe myself! because I was too rimas with my fringe that meet my eyes everytime i pull it back. Wth. I look pretty weird la but I do not freking care. As long as I'm comfortable with myself I'm goood! Oh man hopefully we'll meet today babes! I cannot wait. I miss you girls like damnnnnn much. Only God knows how huge it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and before I forget. because I'm working tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY DEAR ZIE! imy! ily! muax muax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/zie.jpg" height=300 width=220&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll see you later. wwehhoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-5763085327840286452?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/5763085327840286452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=5763085327840286452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5763085327840286452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5763085327840286452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#5763085327840286452' title='300809'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4671647342259085148</id><published>2009-08-29T02:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T04:05:27.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gain nothing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 348px; HEIGHT: 247px" height="323" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Picture0040copy.jpg" width="534" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I can't help but to make that face! HAHA. anyway rememeber that P.E. tshirt? LOL. I'm using it to sleep! Shhhh. Urgh, I missed it! I missed seeing his fabulous performance! I hate it. I was working and I was wondering why the hell didn't I requested off for just now. Tsk. Nevermind. It's already over. pffts. I will see him sooooon. Please, I'm not a stalker. Sometimes you just can't help it but to see what he's doing right? Concern. If you can't get too talk to him why not look at him from far? Fair enough. yea yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I just got my new weekends shirts. WTH the smallest size is S. Size S is like size L when I wear it. Not only me loh, my other colleagues too! hmppf Idk what happened to the previous one. Coprighted? hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last thing. I gained 3.1 kg. YES! hahahahahaha. 1.9 kg to go to reach 50 kg. I'm gonna show all of you that I can weigh up yo 50 kg okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't wait for Sunday. weeehoo Teh tarik gives me orgasms. here I comeeeeee! Wanna join? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-4671647342259085148?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4671647342259085148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4671647342259085148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4671647342259085148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4671647342259085148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4671647342259085148' title='gain nothing.'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-8621098664218173051</id><published>2009-08-27T04:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T05:05:48.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never forgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/3183592361_9304055e00.jpg" height=200 width=370 &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly I've forgotten how to forget you. &lt;br /&gt;You're always in my mind. Always. &lt;br /&gt;Perfect in every little ways. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-8621098664218173051?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/8621098664218173051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=8621098664218173051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8621098664218173051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8621098664218173051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#8621098664218173051' title='never forgotten'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-5314760631799861270</id><published>2009-08-26T01:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T04:45:11.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geylang first</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 372px; HEIGHT: 247px" height="260" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/large_152526.jpg" width="402" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jaden is amazing, cute and talented! I love this kid!&lt;/em&gt; :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I've met my cravings just now. I went geylang with family and bought Dendengggg. weehooo! Yummy you know. Actually went to to try on the alterations we did for hari raya. Haha. Oh man did I tell you it's green this year? hehehe. I likey dikes! I saw a hot guy just now. Really. Hey just admiring..then there goes the lights, the bazaar went black out! Omg. HAHA. it was hilarious. We were choosing men's baju kurung for goodness sake. haha. It was nice anyway cos' Pasha from Ungu was there recording something. His voice! Gosh. Soothing man. I like!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Nurul wants to pierce her tongue, my sister wants to pierce her nose and me.. I wanna pierce my left eyebrow. hehe. But we also thought we could do a little sizzle. A small tiny tattoo maybe? I thought of drawing a star in between my body dimples on my back or an angel wing on my back. My sister wants to draw a small star behind her ear. Oh gosh that we have to do after hari raya la. Fasting remember? So yea...hahahhaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh guess what. I've been chatting with a few &lt;em&gt;playboys&lt;/em&gt;. Wooh I love playboys. Not literally love them but I love playing games and tricks on them, they twist and turn til they do not know where to go. Then eventually lucky for me I'm good at guessing games. And I'm always right when it comes to playboys. They suck at explaining. They suck at recognising. And they end up saying &lt;em&gt;baby, honey, deary, sayang bla bla bla.&lt;/em&gt; Sick i'm telling you. I will only end up saying &lt;em&gt;my dear&lt;/em&gt; which is commonly use by me end of the sentence. But hey it's general. I even say that to my colleagues. I find them dishonest, disgraceful too. But yet some of them are hot and spicy, no doubt. SOME. Well, most of them aren't hahahaha. Get the facts right, I played tricks on them but I don't play rocking games with them.ehem. I'm still young and totally clean and crystal clear. Pffts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-5314760631799861270?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/5314760631799861270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=5314760631799861270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5314760631799861270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5314760631799861270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#5314760631799861270' title='Geylang first'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-675097418907022470</id><published>2009-08-24T03:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:21:59.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, what is this? A joke or something? Now, don't just save the environment and earth. We should be saving the people living on earth first before saving the earth itself. Care less about what's around you. And girls doing this? I mean they are other ways to become popular and make more money right. but this really isn't the right way. Even if you're not a muslim, you should not have done anything like that. Sing, yes. Dance like a prostitute. haha no no. I'd rather suggest you be the prostitute and do what you've always wanted to do rather than showing other people HOW to do it. Sick. Speechless. don't try this at home ahh not good for your health. not cursing or prosecute. I just think she can do better just by showing her potential on her voice only. (See below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NT0Z25J5sPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I dont wanna say much. It's Ramadhan i don't wanna make sins but good deeds all the way:)&lt;br /&gt;Happy fasting folks!&lt;br /&gt;I really really really really really really really really really miss my girlssss! omg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-675097418907022470?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/675097418907022470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=675097418907022470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/675097418907022470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/675097418907022470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#675097418907022470' title='bitch'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-2057567110174960494</id><published>2009-08-23T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T02:08:32.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 383px; HEIGHT: 263px" height="404" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1040543copy.jpg" width="649" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Ibu, dah bang belum? (it's already 7:15pm)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ibu: AHHHHHHHH dah dah baru bang nie! Sorry sorry Ibu lambat!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Apa seh kata nak call bila bang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ibu: Alah sorry la I forget..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Okay ah bye nak makan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ibu: Eh kau makan apa?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Mcdonalds! hahaha dah lama tak makan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ibu: Lama apa! lama-lama muka kau jadi Mcdonalds! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Apa jeeeee! I hate CHU!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ibu: i hate you too yim. ah okay la go eat. Bye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: BYE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HAHAHAHA the convo between me and Ibu. How dare she say my face like Mcdonalds'?! I know la i've been eating Mcdonalds almost every day. well fine.. AND night. But so mean you know! But I still love you beloved Ibu. hehe. LUP CHU! muax&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway.... do you guys have a bloody facebook account? yes? and what is it for? GOOD. for FRIENDS and NETWORKING for some. I never liked immature bitches. I prefer those perfect bitches. They suits more for the word BITCH. If you think just by saying a simple acknowledgement means awareness then ask your &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; boyfriend why he chose to add some girl when he knows he has a &lt;em&gt;bloody &lt;/em&gt;girlfriend! Bloody hell. DO NOT add me to affront others. It's disrespectful and not forgetting immature. Do you know what's the meaning of misapprehension? Your low self esteem is just shows good common sense. In fact I shouldn't have blamed you. I should have cursed your&lt;em&gt; fucking&lt;/em&gt; boyfriend who shows no appreciation and insensitive. Just freaking watch your back. Cos noone will ever thank you for you &lt;em&gt;bitch-ing&lt;/em&gt; baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And happy 18th shithead brotherrrrr!&lt;/span&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/37702076-2057567110174960494?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/2057567110174960494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=2057567110174960494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2057567110174960494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2057567110174960494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#2057567110174960494' title='18th'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-2889750105670905326</id><published>2009-08-22T03:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:59:40.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 362px; HEIGHT: 271px" height="280" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1040501copy.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneath that smile there's always hidden melancholy. Nothing is right. Everything starts to fall apart when you are starting to feel a little joyful. Today is the official, the first day to begin fasting, to begin a new life and to replenish goodwills and obliterate all sins and lies. To let the loved ones who left us see us during this very month, I thank &lt;em&gt;Allah &lt;/em&gt;for giving them opportunity to see us smile, laugh and cry. Because today onwards, he's going to keep watching over me. Today is the day that I'm about to start to prove myself that I'm not just the girl next door, but I'm the most joyest girl next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Ramadhan Muslim folks. And welcome home dearest &lt;em&gt;Arwahs&lt;/em&gt;. ily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst. guess what I'm doing now? Watching naruto baby! hahahahahaha. bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-2889750105670905326?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/2889750105670905326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=2889750105670905326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2889750105670905326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2889750105670905326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#2889750105670905326' title='Ramadhan'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-6586486955446206233</id><published>2009-08-21T00:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T03:04:15.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 212px; HEIGHT: 288px" height="792" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1040510copy.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Having a life is easy. Having an easy life is easier. Pretend that life is plain bullshit and you need not do anything to survive. Money falls from the sky and food is ready to eat by the time you got home. All that is impossible unless you do something about it right? Nothing's perfect. Noone's perfect either. I prefer to be a bumming source or go to school rather than work my ass off. But I must work. I must work because my mom's not working and my brother is still in ITE. And, he's turning 18 this 23rd! and he wants to enroll for bloody bike licence which he knows my sister and I will 'sponsor' him. Not only that, he wants to buy a motorbike too and he wants us to 'sponsor' again. &lt;em&gt;Banyak cantik muka.&lt;/em&gt; Oh and I feel like piercing my left eyebrow. HAHA but I dare not cos my mom will &amp;*$%$^*&amp;)#$*)*%#$#@!@ me! Well, we'll see hehehehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And I want to continue my studies. Yes, I know since when I told all of you I want to but I didn't. By the end of this month okay? I'm interested in Digital Media and Tourism and Hospitality Management. but I just can't decide! Urgffff. by end of this year! Suggestions?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Ibu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Luqman!&lt;/span&gt; (irritating brother, yes he finally turns 18!) hahaha!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my laughing gases. I miss Nurul, I miss Mary, I miss Shiqin, I miss Zie, I miss Nazeera, I miss Nana, I miss Paula, I miss Weeza, I miss Kwan kwan, I miss Izzaqy, I miss Apitpot, I miss Shakababy, I miss Fitri, I miss my crush! I'll see you guys soon? :,(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-6586486955446206233?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/6586486955446206233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=6586486955446206233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6586486955446206233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6586486955446206233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#6586486955446206233' title='birthdays'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-8595251529662326161</id><published>2009-08-20T02:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:40:28.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullshit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 381px; HEIGHT: 279px" height="595" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1040439copy-1.jpg" width="597" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Everyone wants to be happy. Everyone feels ashame when the person she loved slap her on the face infront of everyone else in the train. Girls are such bitches when they're angry but guys should understand and not make things worst. I haven't gotten any clue what had happened but the fact was even if she was in the wrong the guy should not have touched her that hard. If I were her, I'd be ashamed and walked away. Better yet, I won't see the guy ever again even if we've been together for years. Unless if they were married, they can sort things out. But if they're just couples, the guy doesn't have any right to touch her even if it's just a slight one. Sometimes I wonder how the hell girls survived with such bastards and their ego shits and yet they still love them and better yet the guys always know that girls will never leave them cos they know their girlfriends love them more than they love their girlfriends! wtfh. Idiots.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-8595251529662326161?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/8595251529662326161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=8595251529662326161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8595251529662326161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8595251529662326161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#8595251529662326161' title='Bullshit'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7299240185114005967</id><published>2009-08-19T01:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T05:06:16.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SilkAir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>I love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 113px" height="223" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/11649201144a8adf8065e5f8_39801786.png" width="384" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is the best I can do hahaha. Mary wanted to look at the shoes I bought from Medan. Haha here goes. :D I miss Singapore and I miss Tongs Fried Fish tooo! Been eating sleeping shopping eating sleeping eating sleeping shopping sleeping eating! :) Oh man I'm starting back work on friday and saturday is first day of fasting! wooohoo. Oh man, durians makes me wanna puke. I love durians but I can't eat much cos there will be side effects! urgh. Now my tummy feels so gloomy. So pain like I can shit anytime ah. All thanks to Pak Jin Seah(Faeza's dad) hahaha. Anyways, her dad is damn cute loh. 'ah what?' ahhh what's that?' HAHAHHAHAHA omg. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my best crushos in the world. I miss him I miss him I blooooody miss him! Tsk. See now I just logged in to FB his name appears on the suggestions corner! Are they psychic or what? This FB knows who I had a crush on? WTH if yes it's so spooky man. I makes me eagerly wanting to click 'add as friend' but I dare not. HAHA cos I can see that he's not the FB kind of person anddddd he's taken. But still I miss him truckloads. Even though it's just a hello and goodbye kind of thing but still, he's perfect! :) and just now I was flying with SilkAir, got up in the sky damn damn high and I saw the stars. It seems so near, I smiled to myself and Faezah will always ask me what's up with me man! Haha. But I just hope he was there to watch the stars with me. But I still thank God Faezah and my sister were there to smile and laugh with me. Well I wonder, if the guy/s I like would call me and greet me 'good morning' or whenever he meets me he'd say 'I miss you' first and not 'where you wanna go?' when he's the one who asked me out! Gosh. I doubt there's any who's up to my standard that's why you know, I haven't begin my life yet:) There's only one person I like now. And I'm going to stick to one even though I know there's low chances for me of having him as a boyfriend. But why boyfriend? I don't even care if he's just a friend who I can talk to or maybe chill with. As long as I can see him whenever I want. And what's the rush, I'm still young and my mum still haven't get over that her daughter is turning 20 and is going to get married in aprroxiamately 5 years time and if she wants me to get married and have childrens, I have to have a boyfriend now because it takes time to know the person you truly love. Right? Omg sometimes moms do not understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next trip will be Bali alright folks? :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7299240185114005967?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7299240185114005967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7299240185114005967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7299240185114005967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7299240185114005967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7299240185114005967' title='I love'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-8431061923407372573</id><published>2009-08-17T15:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T03:39:17.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kangen'/><title type='text'>Kangen</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 344px; HEIGHT: 252px" height="350" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Picture0075copy.jpg" width="454" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey babies, webcam-ed in the hotel room and this is what i got! hahahaha. Oh yes, we're going back Spore tomorrow woooooh! &lt;em&gt;Kangen sama teman teman and family deh&lt;/em&gt;. HAHAHA Oh ya.. it's Indonesia's National Day today. Yes! Today! haha and they opened late for shopping centres and shops. That's why I'm stuck here in the hotel. And waithing for Faeza to finish bathing. I'm gonna miss Medan baby. Wooooh it's cheap here! I'm gonna bring my folks and girls here someday. yay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I will update when I got home okay. Idk what to buy for my girls lei. Food can? hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-8431061923407372573?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/8431061923407372573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=8431061923407372573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8431061923407372573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8431061923407372573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#8431061923407372573' title='Kangen'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-5701030219267414868</id><published>2009-08-15T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:49:51.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of medan</title><content type='html'>Hey folks. I'm in Medan now. First day! Hahaha. Arrived at 8pm Indonesia time. This place is seriously alot alike in tv. HAHA anyways bribes are from head to toes. Faezah's dad especially. Maybe cos he's used to this place already.. hmm I'm hungry man. I miss Mcds. hahahhaa. Usually at home, in Singapore, if Im hungry I'll order Mcds whenever I need to! lols. Oh connection sucks here. I'd better go get some sleep. Fetching my sister at 8am time here. Alrighties. See ya folks. Oh! don't miss me. Love ya! muax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-5701030219267414868?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/5701030219267414868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=5701030219267414868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5701030219267414868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5701030219267414868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#5701030219267414868' title='first day of medan'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-5007651737374243677</id><published>2009-08-13T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T01:19:02.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fire wire</title><content type='html'>I cried again on another day having said to be all shattered. I never want things to be this way and never want the potrait to be washed away. I don't care about the trip and losing the money but I cared about the relationship and the friendship we built since born til now. I never wanted and easy life but easy is too hard for me. I wish everything will be alright tomorrow and the next day after the next and next and forever may it stay. I jeorpadised my everything to see everyone I love smile again. I wished he was here to protect us to send us the brightest moon every night when fire brushes our windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't e&lt;em&gt;veryday &lt;/em&gt;be the same like any other &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-5007651737374243677?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/5007651737374243677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=5007651737374243677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5007651737374243677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5007651737374243677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#5007651737374243677' title='fire wire'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7953299643242374299</id><published>2009-08-08T00:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T03:41:33.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Webcamwhore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 385px; HEIGHT: 287px" height="343" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/cats.jpg" width="437" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is what I do when webcam is infront of me and nothing better to do when you reach home still feeling fresh. HAHAHA. I look like an idiot! Went for manicure just now. I just realise the colour is similar to my ah cci's&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; (my gucci bag). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nevermind, haha it's nice anyway. Oh man I need a haircut. My fringe is getting longer covering my eyes BUT the rest of my hair on my head isn't growing! Urgh. Well that's all folks. I feel like eating prata tomorrow. And I'm hungry now. I just ordered shaker fries and cup corn. WAITING! :D Cheeeeeeers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7953299643242374299?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7953299643242374299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7953299643242374299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7953299643242374299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7953299643242374299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7953299643242374299' title='Webcamwhore'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-6957732299437776329</id><published>2009-08-06T01:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T02:09:27.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sup</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 453px" height="497" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_6529.jpg" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I feel like eating ice cream now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nine more days for Medan trip and Pay day man! woooh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-6957732299437776329?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/6957732299437776329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=6957732299437776329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6957732299437776329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6957732299437776329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#6957732299437776329' title='sup'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-1885539945694280550</id><published>2009-08-04T23:55:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T15:46:08.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck man</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 381px; HEIGHT: 276px" height="305" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_6156.jpg" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suddenly I was thinking of my beloved dad who's up there. Now, my mom is reminising about my dad about the past. We're actually laughing now but inside me it hurts. But as far as I know, he's watching over me. Well, I bet everyone misses him. Reminds me of the old days when I got piggy-back rides everyday and ice cream on my way home from primary school. Until my last year of primary school, he left. And he missed seeing me in my convent uniform which he had always dreamt of seeing because my sister was from there too. Wah my head is spinning like merry go round! There's a lot of things that cannot be mentioned here man. I miss my grandma too. She's still sick and aimless. I can imagine how hard she's going through. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And what's friendship? To me, it is something I cared about. Something very emotional and it hurts badly when someone you called a friend forgets everything we've been going through. Sacrifices and pieces of puzzles that used to be solved suddenly complicates it's box. I know and I realised that I'm in no postion to be one of your friend, since well.. you're famous and everything, you wanna get married and have kids. Yes, I'm being direct. And very direct now. You weren't like this before, you weren't like this when you're with your previous bf. It's upsetting to see this and not hearing any news about you makes me think why in the world does people change for the &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; worst?? As far as I know, I've lost one friend that forgets our friendship because of &lt;strong&gt;a few&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; fucking&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;bfs&lt;/strong&gt; of hers. It is damn ridiculous. I personally think girls are stupid including myself. Cos, yea I was in a confused position once and I regretted leaving my ex-bf which I was starting to love, because of one pathetic and irksome guy. Well, I was.and I don't want a repetition in my life. and damn I hate men. (doesn't mean I said that i'm turning gay, no. I still like cute guys especially my m's) that's why today it's my 2 years 6 months anniversary of a single girl. And I'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of which, I've been eating Mcdonalds almost every night. Sometimes Mcdonalds just makes me release every trapped dirt and dust in my brains. That's why I love eating fast food. Never make me grow fat and despite being unsettled now, i'm smiling - wide:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What goes around, comes around. I believe it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i miss my girls&lt;br /&gt;and gosh, I miss my dad! urghhhhhhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-1885539945694280550?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/1885539945694280550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=1885539945694280550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1885539945694280550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1885539945694280550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#1885539945694280550' title='fuck man'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7497775709247872534</id><published>2009-08-02T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:14:03.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 308px; HEIGHT: 396px" height="825" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1040045copy.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hello folks! I was working just now. And guess what! HAHAHA there's this group of aliens, and I means literally ALIENS. They were wearing masks and suits. Then if they just keep quiet nevermind you know.. they were making &lt;em&gt;'uhwehh uhwehh'&lt;/em&gt; sounds while one of the promoters talked to customers. lols. Idk why the company hire this kind of people to do this kind of stuff. hhaha. oh wells atleast it's an entertainment for the day! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gahh I cannot wait for 14th. Looking forward for the trip! Yay. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's all folks. Cheeeeeeers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7497775709247872534?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7497775709247872534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7497775709247872534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7497775709247872534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7497775709247872534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7497775709247872534' title='Hahaha'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4617124799569337993</id><published>2009-07-26T02:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T03:03:29.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satay love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1030989copy.jpg" height=450 width=320&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby. haha. The best thing about today was the foooooood I've been eating! Had murtabak at Zam Zam's and later had supper at Lau Pa Sat. aha okay... and I'm loving my hair now, it's so smoooooth! gahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheeers!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-4617124799569337993?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4617124799569337993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4617124799569337993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4617124799569337993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4617124799569337993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4617124799569337993' title='Satay love'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-3042354810935814566</id><published>2009-07-14T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:45:16.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 287px; HEIGHT: 375px" height="822" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/P1030912copy.jpg" width="353" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just started smoking yesterday. I smoked in my brother's room and I took one stick from him. haha. Stress like shit man , haiyaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was Iphone 3G S launch. Bloody packed bloody cold.. Friday it was 6pm til 7am. Sat was actually working at shop at 1230pm but requested to boss to come later at 230pm since I really needed sleep and I barely slept for a couple of hours. Sun went to to the roadshow at 830am til 2am. What a dragged, was damn tired and legs feels like jelly. wooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, cheers mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh anyway the first paragraph was just a lie. I was just messing around with you readers:)&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-3042354810935814566?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/3042354810935814566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=3042354810935814566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3042354810935814566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3042354810935814566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#3042354810935814566' title=''/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-3198997746327746309</id><published>2009-07-06T03:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T03:18:06.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>polyvore.com1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="molly pews'" style="WIDTH: 354px; HEIGHT: 332px" height="400" alt="molly pews'" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjFsejg1WlpwM2hHMm9VQUk3SjBXZEEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was just bored. trying something, i got from shiqs and mary:)&lt;br /&gt;the wear that ive always wanted to look but i do not have the guts to wear it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-3198997746327746309?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/3198997746327746309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=3198997746327746309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3198997746327746309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3198997746327746309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#3198997746327746309' title='polyvore.com1'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4253567357465037257</id><published>2009-07-04T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:48:34.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy</title><content type='html'>hello folks. hahaha. went shopping just now and in total I spent 140 bucks for a pair of bikinis, two pairs of shorts and a pair of pants and a shirt. All from roxy, billabong, mango and club marc. lols. I know. It havent been a while since I shop till I sleep man. HAHA. Oh yaaaaa I bought an Acer Aspire 4535 yesterday at 1098. hahahhaa. I knowwwww I need to fucking save but I havent been spending this much for yearsss you know. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i feel lazy to blog. tomorrow im working morning! urgh.&lt;br /&gt;well cheeeeeers :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-4253567357465037257?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4253567357465037257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4253567357465037257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4253567357465037257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4253567357465037257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4253567357465037257' title='lazy'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-1673472635042115792</id><published>2009-07-03T05:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T05:26:28.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>270609</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 337px; HEIGHT: 238px" height="338" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/9.jpg" width="473" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 234px" height="342" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/3.jpg" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 242px" height="323" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/13.jpg" width="344" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 284px; HEIGHT: 345px" height="499" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/2.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 336px; HEIGHT: 253px" height="305" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/28.jpg" width="374" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 242px" height="307" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/22.jpg" width="392" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 241px" height="365" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/33.jpg" width="374" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-1673472635042115792?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/1673472635042115792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=1673472635042115792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1673472635042115792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1673472635042115792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#1673472635042115792' title='270609'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-2315756634747935435</id><published>2009-06-25T03:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T03:27:29.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>190609</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sick of life and sick of every &lt;em&gt;fucking &lt;/em&gt;thing. They come and &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; go. I just dont get it. What wrong have i done man. Youre getting older, not younger. So THINK and &lt;em&gt;bloody&lt;/em&gt; THINK. Dont just sayyyyyy but do not &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; mean it. &lt;em&gt;bloody&lt;/em&gt; hell you. I hate you man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;190609&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i love this.. always makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 306px" height="401" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/000R0006_hD.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; HEIGHT: 329px" height="467" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/1906092.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 329px" height="499" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/1906093.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="302" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/1906094.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and these are the good people from starbucks. love them man!:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;till then cheeeeers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-2315756634747935435?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/2315756634747935435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=2315756634747935435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2315756634747935435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2315756634747935435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#2315756634747935435' title='190609'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4266240206553003207</id><published>2009-06-19T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:58:31.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 329px" height="431" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/0001052VIp0.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 21st Mary Meylo!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;porkies to the knuckies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lup chu babe!!!! muax:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-4266240206553003207?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4266240206553003207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4266240206553003207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4266240206553003207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4266240206553003207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4266240206553003207' title=''/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-2591975573624679551</id><published>2009-06-14T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T02:25:02.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>papa's day</title><content type='html'>I'm having sorethroat, been coughing like hell just now while doing closing. Okay settos! drink ample of waterrrrr. Gyeaaa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. Father's Day's coming huh? Hmm.. What are your plans to celebrate with them? I miss my daddy loh. How I wish he's here. He is actually, he's always watching over me, I love him very very much. Well, everyday's father's day to me. Right?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just close your eyes and recall the happy days.how nice.&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/37702076-2591975573624679551?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/2591975573624679551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=2591975573624679551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2591975573624679551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2591975573624679551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#2591975573624679551' title='papa&apos;s day'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7854080553777550221</id><published>2009-06-12T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:31:04.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recession makes Singaporeans ugly. Closing sucks. Work sucks. Wooh I'm pretty tired. What a drag.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7854080553777550221?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7854080553777550221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7854080553777550221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7854080553777550221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7854080553777550221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7854080553777550221' title=''/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7792937755635724654</id><published>2009-06-06T02:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T02:55:40.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operations</title><content type='html'>And now he hates me already. It's noone's fault it's neither yours 'pasta'. I'm not blaming anyone in fact I'm thanking you that he finally knew about it because he has never notice me until today. And I'm never paraniod nor depressed i know that someday he will hate me hell alot more than I could have ever imagined. And the day is today. Because life's unfair and only God knows what's gonna happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futhermore, my assumptions can be right sometimes. And all I know is I hate this feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only months, Nenek's gonna leave us soon. I'm sad, I'm crying.&lt;br /&gt;Ayah, please take care of grandma for us. We really love her as much as we love you........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7792937755635724654?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7792937755635724654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7792937755635724654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7792937755635724654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7792937755635724654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7792937755635724654' title='Operations'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-9188866276336613650</id><published>2009-05-25T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:59:03.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbailed</title><content type='html'>While I was listening to you I can see that you're suffering really really badly. I, as a friend I really wanna help so much so that I can feel what you're feeling. Perhaps, this is just God's test for you and whoever that's involved. I didn't expect it to be very pressuring and I was thinking what if I was in your shoes. Will I be as patient and insecure like you are? I panicked and my heart stopped a few seconds. And I know they are very very precious to you. I've lost a special friend before, more than a friend, someone that has made me and has seen me grow this big. And I'm praying to God and ensure that you won't be losing any at this period of time. If there's anything, anything that I can help you, I will my dear. Regardless of how big or small the situation is, I'll try to help you in every little way I possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone of you are okay, including the separable one. He's gonna be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-9188866276336613650?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/9188866276336613650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=9188866276336613650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/9188866276336613650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/9188866276336613650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#9188866276336613650' title='unbailed'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7096321099055286126</id><published>2009-05-23T03:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T03:04:13.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>closee</title><content type='html'>My closest friend is having a hard time now. And I can feel that she's suffering badly. But hey babe you'll never walk alone. I'm here, everyone else is here for you. You know that you've been there for other people. And you do believe in karma don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got swollen eyelid. Sore eyes or whatever they call it. It's painful, damn paiful. I hate this. Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7096321099055286126?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7096321099055286126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7096321099055286126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7096321099055286126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7096321099055286126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7096321099055286126' title='closee'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-1270161759075004878</id><published>2009-05-21T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:53:08.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noot perfecto</title><content type='html'>Hello mates. Good news! My harem pants has arrived! HAHA It did after a few seconds I got out of the house just now. I actually saw a postman (in this case it's a lady) at the void deck slotting envelopes in the post box. I didn't think it was today! HAHA. Anyways I tried it on and guess what. my butt area fits just fine. Only that the thighs are a little bit tight. gahhhh! iIt's okay i'm cool. I can figure that out, I'm good at it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh one more thing, I thought of applying school sponsor by my Boss la. I'm still deciding which course I should go for. Digital Media sounds interesting but is that what I really want to do in future? It's very hard though, because firstly let's say if I did apply for it my managers have to approve first. If they don't means Goodbye studies la. Hah. Secondly IF I it was approved, and the course starts, I cannot fail any of the exams or tests given, and if i do, I'll need to pay whatever fees for the test re-take. And lastly the most important part(to me) there's absentee allowance which means I cannot be absent= everyday MUST come to school one loh. TSK. Damn. Nvm let's just take it slow and easy. Do not rush. I'm still young still have loads of time. Noone's perfect, nothing is. Haiyayayayay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos. I'm off to bed yos. Working full shiftos later on. What a draggggggggg&lt;br /&gt;Cheersssss my loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-1270161759075004878?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/1270161759075004878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=1270161759075004878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1270161759075004878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1270161759075004878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#1270161759075004878' title='Noot perfecto'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-6714111161806101650</id><published>2009-05-18T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:39:36.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bombs</title><content type='html'>I miss reading &lt;em&gt;Jughead&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. I want a boyfriend as funny and as &lt;em&gt;anyhow&lt;/em&gt; as him. One of a kind. And very cute:)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've got nothing much to blog about. Only that I think people are getting more childish each day. A giggle because you see someone trying hard to stand without falling in the train doesn't make sense. And mind you, karma hits you back man.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! I've lost my virginity.......... for &lt;strong&gt;online shopping&lt;/strong&gt; last thurs! I finally did shopping online after years of being so scared and unsure about it. I bought a high waisted harem pants! HAHAHAHAHA. Idk when's it's coming. Should be around this week? I don't even know if the ways I followed was correct or not loh haha. Nvm. Atleast it's $34.74 less than 50 okay what. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my crushos. Sad sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for Adidas sneaks later baby! wooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til then. Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-6714111161806101650?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/6714111161806101650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=6714111161806101650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6714111161806101650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6714111161806101650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#6714111161806101650' title='bombs'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7956051107840340134</id><published>2009-05-12T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T02:28:30.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note</title><content type='html'>It was a bad bad bad day for me just now. Hahaha apart from being embaressed, I showed tantrums to people. HAHA. I was working.. I mean same old annoying customers right? That, I'm used to it. Then I'm supposed to end work at 430pm but I end up working till 545pm since I'm waiting for my partner to come back from her lunch. OH anywaysssss, she's back! my partner's back! She cancelled her resignation letter and I'm saved! Hee. &lt;em&gt;I suka la... &lt;/em&gt;And as I was saying..I finish later and I was having stomach crams due to woman's sickness and lost of blood. Oh man, speaking of which, my nose suddenly bleed out again the day before yesterday. It was surprisingly no warning loh. I was like -_- Wth does this blood comes from man. HAHAHAHAHA but nvm, it was a minor thing. As I was saying (again) I was having crams, and I tend to be very harsh and moster-like when I feel annoyed. Then, went out and then I saw someone familiar - oh it was the hairdresser from the salon next door, smiled at him but he gave me 'this face' WTH from that time onwards I felt like slaping everyone you know. Walked to the train station and then when I reach at the very spot to tap my EZ link card, I took out my bloody wallet and found out that my EZ link card wasn't there. Called Ibu and asked if the cad was at home, find find find, yes it was! It was at my jeans I wore yesterday. WAHLAU. Then I doubled checked my wallet. Shitties I had notes of 10 bucks only. Then went to the nearest shop buy a drink and took a smaller change. Bought the card and went bugis to borrow my sister's EZ link. She has one but there's no money. HAHA. So I did top-ed up. And finally I reached bugis, I didnt know I need to press the 'deposit standard card' then I put the card in. I did a damn push on the card get annoyed and went to the next one, did the exact same thing then I just realised I read the screen "standard card deposit" . Kanasaiiiii! After I met Mary, it get's better. I was good after that. No problems at all. Haiyo. Life sucks man. Off tomorrow! where should I go???? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manicure..&lt;br /&gt;Nenek's House..&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Ibu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes that's what I'm gonna do:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightos folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7956051107840340134?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7956051107840340134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7956051107840340134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7956051107840340134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7956051107840340134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7956051107840340134' title='Note'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4212419819007046303</id><published>2009-05-10T00:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T02:39:05.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart pain.</title><content type='html'>Apart from being gullible and serene, I'm Inept to impress anyone. Not even someone close. The feeling for the crush is going to fade anytime soon. Just now I thought of &lt;em&gt;meeting&lt;/em&gt; him to prevent the feeling of &lt;em&gt;"missing him"&lt;/em&gt; but didn't had the chance to since it wasn't a really good day for me. Requested off on a Saturday but didn't had plans, eventually. Noone's to be blame. Okay Back to the crushos... He is undeniably cute. And sexy.wooh. But I'm innoticable to him. Well, he is taken anyway. So, let's just say it's time to moooove my ass on. I've always hate this part, the part that needs to 'move on'. I really haven't gotten a clue what's that suppose to mean, really. I think I'm starting to not care about people. I think I should start to do things on my own. Not to depend on anyone like I always do. Because if I do, things wouldn't be easy anyway. Because human beings tend to be unpredictable(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;including myself that is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) first you say yes, then last minute a no, no, no. Ya righhtttt. Fine fine. I will. From this very day I will forget about the crush and let's just say, I will move on. Not to have crushes on anyone, especially someone cute AND taken. Tsk. Bloody hell. Why are alllllll the cute people taken??? Boring you know! You know when you see someone cute on the streets then you see a girl beside him. Wah, heart pain you know. But all that is okay. I'm good.. I still like my crush. But sorry man, I really wanna continue this &lt;em&gt;crushelationship &lt;/em&gt;with you, but I need to find my life man. If you are fated to be with me then you will, if you aren't then you aren't. Haiya. God Bless you Mr. M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ALL the beautiful IBU's out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Ibu, you're my Ibu and Ayah. Noone will tear us apart. Muax muax muax muax!&lt;br /&gt;My all time favourite song from Sheila on 7, Just for my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I feel my heart so lonely but it's ok&lt;br /&gt;No matter how my girl just left me and I don't care&lt;br /&gt;Whenever the rain comes down and it's seems there's none to hold me&lt;br /&gt;She's there for me, she's my mom&lt;br /&gt;Just for my mom, I write this song&lt;br /&gt;Just for my mom, I sing this song&lt;br /&gt;Just for my mom, can wipe my tears&lt;br /&gt;ust for my mom, can only here&lt;br /&gt;Trap in a subway, can't remember the day but I feel ok&lt;br /&gt;Damped in damn situation, in every condition with no conclusion&lt;br /&gt;Whenever the rain comes downand it's seems there's none to hold me&lt;br /&gt;She's there for me, she's my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say I have none to cover me under the sun&lt;br /&gt;She's there for me, she's my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 339px; HEIGHT: 245px" height="432" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_0697.jpg" width="479" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BEST family, EVER. &lt;em&gt;ily Ibu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-4212419819007046303?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4212419819007046303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4212419819007046303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4212419819007046303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4212419819007046303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4212419819007046303' title='heart pain.'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-5088828647835312404</id><published>2009-05-06T01:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T02:38:55.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 340px; HEIGHT: 257px" height="302" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2386-1.jpg" width="490" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought being a good daughter is good enough. But I need to be a good listener from a nagger like my mom too. As always she nags and nags about someone else and the other person gets the nagging.Vice versa for my other siblings, if I'm in the wrong and I'm not home, they'll listen to the naggings. Well, that's part of my life if you'd asked. Haha. I think I'm already getting used to it. 19 years and 5 months alive. Thanks to the nagger herself, which is my Ibu, that I'm still alive. That gratefulness I cannot throw away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for the Company's speech just now. It was Very early and I was very damn sleepy cos I slept for merely 3 hours. Haha. Nearly dozed off during their speeches. Yet I tried to control. And guess what. I saw the cute guy mannnnnn. He's cuter than my crush. I can melt when I see him you know. Oh wells, that's just a &lt;em&gt;cliche&lt;/em&gt;. He's not my type of guy though. But I still think he's cute:) Butttttttttt I still j&lt;em&gt;iwa&lt;/em&gt; my crush hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I misssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;my girlssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;the crush:)&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ayah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-5088828647835312404?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/5088828647835312404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=5088828647835312404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5088828647835312404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5088828647835312404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#5088828647835312404' title='Speechless'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-5280811087377466569</id><published>2009-05-04T01:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T01:50:28.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confusi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 349px; HEIGHT: 145px" height="255" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_3705-1.jpg" width="479" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm both confused and tired with people around me, excluding my close friends of course(you know who you are) Because they're always good in the beginning but ended up like shit eventually. Like &lt;em&gt;WTFH. &lt;/em&gt;If you want to make friends just for the sake of Making MORE friends then count me out fellas. I do not &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; wish to join you. Especially the person when you meet at first, or you might be my friend's friend friend or what lah, you tried to randomly be spontaneous and talked like we've known for years already. BUT actual fact is after that very day, we saw each other outside and a smile from you seems to be very very very difficult. Better yet, you'll give this simple yet annoying &lt;em&gt;'wtf'&lt;/em&gt; look. I do not give a &lt;em&gt;fucking fuck&lt;/em&gt; ups with you lah. I'm not sorry at all man. You give me face, I'll give you holes. And this isn't to only one person hor. I'm saying in general. I mean I'm sure everyone gets that. Or is it just me? Because I'm weird or preferably to you I'm not pretty enough? (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn't used Ugly because I was told by &lt;em&gt;Ibu&lt;/em&gt; it is a mean word to describe someone especially describing yourself.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So perhaps you want to define the word you'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;re using on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roadshow for 3 straight days is TIRING mannnnnn. Even though we only had an average of 95 connections during the weekends. Haiya. Damn &lt;em&gt;chialat&lt;/em&gt;. I'm working tomorrow in the afternoon. My partner's last day was today so tomorrow onwards I'm doing Solo. Damn. I'm sad and frustrated. &lt;em&gt;LauPan&lt;/em&gt; give me a partnerrrrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm going to bed now now now. I cannot wait any further. Because my eyes is shutting in 5 4 3 2 1 ................ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;c h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e e e e e e e&lt;/span&gt; r &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s s s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;s s s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-5280811087377466569?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/5280811087377466569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=5280811087377466569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5280811087377466569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/5280811087377466569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#5280811087377466569' title='confusi'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-1537015293634844686</id><published>2009-04-30T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:35:02.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello:) I had McDonald's for lunch/early dinner. A regular customer says I've lost so much weight. But I csnnot see why. Haha. I ate alot recently due to tireness and not enough sleep. Nvm. I'm gonna buy some chocolates now. See ya around folks:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-1537015293634844686?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/1537015293634844686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=1537015293634844686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1537015293634844686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1537015293634844686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#1537015293634844686' title=''/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-8781215818602914225</id><published>2009-04-28T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:53:08.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello folks, again. I'm blogging to complain. Since idk what to do. I was eating hello panda just now. Too little chocolate!!! Hmpf. When I was  10 I ate this exact hello panda and the chocolate melts in my mouth you know. But now I cannot even taste it. Tsk! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, I still remember my dad bought me hello panda when I came back from school. Haiya. &lt;br /&gt;I miss him very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-8781215818602914225?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/8781215818602914225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=8781215818602914225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8781215818602914225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8781215818602914225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#8781215818602914225' title=''/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-1523276004342040348</id><published>2009-04-28T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:54:03.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello folks. I'm working now. I'm having my lunchies to the dunchies. Haiyo. I'm tired already. My next off day is on wed. Actually I finish early on Friday and Sunday but last min changes I gotta work full shift. Because there's some roadshow going on during the weekends. Tsk. My Internet excess at home is currently down due to my spoilt modem. I need to buy a new one or get it repaired asap. Nvm. I can't go online to watch my naruto and see him online:) nvm I'm still surviving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then. Cheers mates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-1523276004342040348?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/1523276004342040348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=1523276004342040348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1523276004342040348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1523276004342040348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#1523276004342040348' title=''/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7088675268306087274</id><published>2009-04-24T03:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T03:30:49.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mine</title><content type='html'>I'm all dried up now. Idk what to do now haha. I'm staring at the monitor. I was watching Naruto just now but didnt had the mood to continue watching since I'll feel even worse when I watch because it reminds me of my crush. Oh, my cute crush I mean. I miss his smile man. Shitties. Nevermind. He's just a crush which I doubt will even notice me. Wooh. I rushed down from work to watch his auditions okay... I'm very &lt;em&gt;Jiwa&lt;/em&gt; one. Okay okay enough. I feel like eating corn soup from MOS Burger. Oh mannnnn. My stomach's growling again. But wth. I had Ramly burger just now! I think I'm getting fat. HAHA. Okay laugh all you wantttttt. Maybe I'm not 55kg like what I used to tell my girls but maybe somewhere near?! Oh mannnn.. Shitties. I better head to the gym soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I feel like going Fulls on my own to to my DIYs. For my girls. Just for fun. Should I? And maybeeeeee I can bump into my crush no? Hee. Maybe he's not working. Nvm I'm still considering to go. Good day for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7088675268306087274?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7088675268306087274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7088675268306087274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7088675268306087274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7088675268306087274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7088675268306087274' title='Mine'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-8930673151646134967</id><published>2009-04-21T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T01:56:27.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>his 21st</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 260px; HEIGHT: 325px" height="554" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Pot.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 21st Birthday &lt;em&gt;Muhd Hafidz&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5 years of your friendship is like my most precious treasure for me. I miss you babe. And hopefully I'll see you soon. Be the best always and I want this friendship to last:) ♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;Happy 22nd birthday to my Cousin, &lt;em&gt;Muchsin&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All the best for the future rendezvous:D (sorry no picture of him)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-8930673151646134967?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/8930673151646134967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=8930673151646134967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8930673151646134967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8930673151646134967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#8930673151646134967' title='his 21st'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7660594122100530353</id><published>2009-04-20T04:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T04:24:34.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bw</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 330px; HEIGHT: 229px" height="274" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_3708.jpg" width="346" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sometimes I cannot deny my feeling. Well, I'm missing someone badly. Was a coincident the other night that we bumped into you. Let's not say bumped. A friend of mine saw you. Since I'm rather short-sighted plus having a night blindness symptoms makes it worst. I saw two of the ex lovelies on that very night. Was shocked and happy altogether. Confusing huh. Well, I'm pretty much confused when I saw them. But seriously, he &lt;em&gt;(who says I've never change)&lt;/em&gt; never change. He's still the same. Never wants to acknowledge when he sees me around. Never even wonder if I'd be happy to see him again or not. Aftermath, I had fun with my girls. And yes, I love them more than any other guys I've loved. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 340px; HEIGHT: 244px" height="422" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_3794.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheers folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7660594122100530353?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7660594122100530353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7660594122100530353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7660594122100530353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7660594122100530353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7660594122100530353' title='bw'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-6084034287944563018</id><published>2009-04-16T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:44:48.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>I'm tired and I'm hungry haha. And I can't wait to go marina barrage later! we're bringing homemade pasta, muffins, cakes and mooooooooore! Hee. My sister, Nurul and Mary will be there surely the closest people. woooohhhhoooo.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. I feel my hair is getting shorter. hmm.. GROW GROW GROW. My fringe is like damn retarded already. Haha. I know I know. Okay I'm damn hungry. I cannot tahan myslef already. I need to eat! Wooh. Okay. Cheers folks:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-6084034287944563018?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/6084034287944563018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=6084034287944563018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6084034287944563018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6084034287944563018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#6084034287944563018' title='Food'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-1961435701260628706</id><published>2009-04-10T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:37:12.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boringgggggggggggggggggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 239px" height="364" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_0923copy.jpg" width="528" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm starting to think that I'm a piece of useless paper. All white and boring. I'm staying home on my 2nd day of Off day for the week. So which means this week I wasted on my off days staying home wasting my electricity.  Was awoke early though it was raining. Wooh. And you know how i hate raining during my off days. Tsk. Well, nvm. There's nothing else to do now. I'm stuck at home, blogging OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm planning to continue my studies. Idk when but hopefully soon.. :) Oh it stopped raining. I feel better yet horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soyanara scenesters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-1961435701260628706?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/1961435701260628706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=1961435701260628706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1961435701260628706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/1961435701260628706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#1961435701260628706' title='Boringgggggggggggggggggg'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-2867401258625607336</id><published>2009-04-05T02:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T02:56:31.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barricados</title><content type='html'>I hate today. Apart from the bbq pitt that is. I had fun at pasir ris though. But apparently I just &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; hate 040409.&lt;br /&gt;&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:85%;"&gt;but i love 050409 It's 2:53 and I'm off to bed. Cheers mates:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-2867401258625607336?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/2867401258625607336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=2867401258625607336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2867401258625607336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2867401258625607336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#2867401258625607336' title='Barricados'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7963688209380879571</id><published>2009-03-31T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T05:16:58.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From cambodia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 333px; HEIGHT: 230px" height="414" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_0928copy.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hello folks. After 7 days of missing my beloved brother, he's coming back from Cambodia tomorrow!!! Woooohooo. I missed him like fucking much loh. Hahaha. And guess what!? Someone wants to &lt;em&gt;'cari gaduh'&lt;/em&gt; with this cool brother of mine lah. WTH. You know what my brother says when I texted him to ask how he is and if he's okay. Here goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Sup? Kau okay tak sana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Luqman: okok la tgh relax ni, tak nak kecoh2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Okay bagus, tu adik aku chill aja. Best! Anything msg, nanti aku ambik kau on wed. jyeaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorry ah mat &lt;em&gt;keling&lt;/em&gt;, you're messing with the wrong person young man. My brother is Huge, a bouncer lookalike. He;s too cool for you to mess with. you're like one mini finger nail of mine. HAHA. Idiot man. Nevermind. I see how BIG you are when I fetch my brother from the airport tomorrow night! Cannot wait! Gahhhhhh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 337px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="438" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_0697.jpg" width="461" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Seeeeeee. Look how big he is. He's bigger than me. This is what I call Happy Family:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And that picture actually right I haven't bathe yet! HAHA. Cos I didnt wanna miss his flight early in the moring 6 o clock, know. And oh! I think I saw someone who looks like my ex-collegue but she didn't even look at us and smile. I mean yea, My sister, Mary and I were there. But it's alright. It's okay to other people. As far as I'm concerned that day I really cried inside when I see my brother part, even though it was gonna be just a few days. &lt;em&gt;Lup chu ah bro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway I missed watching Naruto mannnn. Hahaha. Someone just makes me realise I'm not watching Naruto alone man. Haha I got a friend ah. Even though I don't watch it literally with him but as long as I know someone out there watches that cute Naruto, it makes me feel &lt;em&gt;wooooohhhoo.&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;note: I've got a new crush now;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7963688209380879571?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7963688209380879571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7963688209380879571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7963688209380879571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7963688209380879571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7963688209380879571' title='From cambodia'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-3481023592126534532</id><published>2009-03-25T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:13:21.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/?action=view&amp;amp;current=molly123copy2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 260px; HEIGHT: 349px" height="616" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/molly123copy2.jpg" width="356" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;hello idiot. who are you to judge flizah, ain and especially Syafiqah? ive known he very long. infact we grew up together. IN MY EYES, there's nothing special about you at all.one year plus of friendship is bullshit if you'd ask me. YOU need to learn how to judge people. and you gotta stop being dramatic.you should have asked me how LONG ive known Syafiqah. FOREVER. is that the word youre looking for? hah. you just blog blindly and think with your bloody nipples instead of your brains.I hate you even though i dont fucking know you. because as far as i know, if youre reading this and you get soooo pissed thenyou should ask yourself, is this what Syafiqah is feeling when you blogged about her? even though she has done nothing wrong to you. dont make me call you a&lt;em&gt; bitch, bitch.&lt;/em&gt; Oh man, I just fucking did. &lt;em&gt;BITCH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-3481023592126534532?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/3481023592126534532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=3481023592126534532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3481023592126534532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3481023592126534532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#3481023592126534532' title='Bitch'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-3128996505106685477</id><published>2009-03-20T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:23:13.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw a small girl who was approximately 5 years old. She was with her dad I presume. Cos he was very very patient towards the kid even though she didn't listen to him. I thought of my dad once again. Didn't want to but had to. My dad was exactly like him. I miss him and loved him very much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss dad alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-3128996505106685477?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/3128996505106685477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=3128996505106685477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3128996505106685477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3128996505106685477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#3128996505106685477' title=''/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-209438790186291734</id><published>2009-03-19T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T02:23:11.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissing</title><content type='html'>Okay. I just typed like a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong entry. Guess what Idk what happend man. Shitties. But to sum it up. I wass &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; pissed with the crowd just now. Be considerate people! Was looking forward to watch &lt;strong&gt;The Sally's&lt;/strong&gt;. NEVERMIND. &lt;strong&gt;Copy Machine&lt;/strong&gt; made my day. Wooohoo I'm in love with the bassist:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I want to play &lt;em&gt;boxes&lt;/em&gt; again! hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-209438790186291734?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/209438790186291734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=209438790186291734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/209438790186291734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/209438790186291734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#209438790186291734' title='Pissing'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-9135666722141879287</id><published>2009-03-16T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T03:13:58.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will be alright</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="190" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/love5.jpg" width="392" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While working just now, my right eye suddenly turn blurred. I mean my visions aren't really clear. My eyes' already bad and it's getting worse. I think i should start wearing my glasses. Sorry loh even though it's Hugo I don't give a &lt;em&gt;fuck&lt;/em&gt;. It has transitions man. WTH. Haha. And I had this pair of glasses since I was in Secondary school. Very looooooong time. Okay okay oh I'm wearing it now. Mannnnn how I missed school. The fact that wearing belts on your hips was the IN thing in school. Drawing your names at the back of school P.E tshirt was my best scrore sia. I love doing that hahahahaaha even though it's ugly, my art piece:D But hey, it can be deceiving. I was a quiet girl in school. The quietest girl in class. Trust me man. I was:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope my life was the other way round. Where you can run run run and run but still end up in the same damn place. But yet I'm thankful to be here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss dad. Very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-9135666722141879287?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/9135666722141879287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=9135666722141879287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/9135666722141879287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/9135666722141879287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#9135666722141879287' title='will be alright'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-2134270791185651647</id><published>2009-03-10T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:48:56.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd birthday celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;070309-090309 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My sister's 22nd Birthday Celebration&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 238px" height="338" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2323.jpg" width="491" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 324px; HEIGHT: 239px" height="400" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2364.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 290px; HEIGHT: 390px" height="541" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2371.jpg" width="314" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 367px" height="479" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2324.jpg" width="322" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 324px; HEIGHT: 241px" height="291" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2381.jpg" width="442" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 386px" height="481" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2397.jpg" width="356" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 216px" height="374" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2404.jpg" width="460" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 316px; HEIGHT: 221px" height="289" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2420.jpg" width="446" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 336px; HEIGHT: 252px" height="350" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2386.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 314px; HEIGHT: 419px" height="484" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2458.jpg" width="352" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 423px" height="482" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2456.jpg" width="364" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 399px" height="476" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2475.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I looooooovey dooovey it! I love each and everyone who came! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 22nd Birthday in advanced dear Sister! Muax muax&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-2134270791185651647?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/2134270791185651647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=2134270791185651647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2134270791185651647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2134270791185651647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#2134270791185651647' title='22nd birthday celebration'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-8677624457496492570</id><published>2009-03-04T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:34:55.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>I hate this feeling. I'm not sure what. But I just &lt;em&gt;fucking &lt;/em&gt;hate it. Urgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, a colleague from different shop. I saw him just now and he is &lt;em&gt;bloody&lt;/em&gt; cute especially with the uniform on. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-8677624457496492570?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/8677624457496492570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=8677624457496492570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8677624457496492570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/8677624457496492570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#8677624457496492570' title='Feelings'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-3860967980928189959</id><published>2009-02-24T00:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T01:26:28.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 19th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nurul Syafiqah's 19th Birthday:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2124.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 343px" height="436" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2124.jpg" width="356" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2132.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 356px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="327" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2132.jpg" width="488" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2145.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 354px; HEIGHT: 263px" height="220" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2145.jpg" width="456" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaf's face when she know's there's something else underneath the box! An ipod touch !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2152.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 348px; HEIGHT: 264px" height="370" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2152.jpg" width="496" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2154.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 344px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="375" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2154.jpg" width="492" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 342px; HEIGHT: 269px" height="377" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2171.jpg" width="454" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2176.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 278px; HEIGHT: 373px" height="526" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2176.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2182.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 332px" height="558" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2182.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥Molly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-3860967980928189959?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/3860967980928189959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=3860967980928189959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3860967980928189959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3860967980928189959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#3860967980928189959' title='happy 19th'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4915346155979215679</id><published>2009-02-19T13:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:04:05.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 19th</title><content type='html'>hey folks. O'm lazying around here like noone else's business. Actually i'm supposed to get ready to meet my sister at 230pm. But I dont feel taking a shower now. haha. Yesterday I slept at 5am just to finish up my &lt;em&gt;'project'&lt;/em&gt; :D And while doing Mary, Issy Wissy and Myself were figuring out how to play UNO game on msn for more than 2 persons. WTH. Oh man, Issy's Mary's friend and I'm stuck by calling him Issy Wissy since it rhymes! hahaha Mary, shhhhh.It took us an hour plus to get it loaded and eventually.. we gave up sia. All it says was &lt;em&gt;page not found&lt;/em&gt;? Fucksengging man! I didnt even get to try playing la. Tsk. It's OKS ah we ended up complaining and cursing hahhahahahahahahahhaa. Mary! Pork knuckles betul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgosh. it's already 2pm! Im gonna get ready to meet my sister. She's gonna be like a crazy elephantos if she knows i'm still not done yet! Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Syafiqah, My favourite and the BEST cousin. Happy 19th birthday in advanced just in case I didn't get to join you on Saturday:( Love you truckloads of ice cream!!!!! Muaxxxoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.s: Imy pittys&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/37702076-4915346155979215679?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4915346155979215679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4915346155979215679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4915346155979215679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4915346155979215679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4915346155979215679' title='Happy 19th'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7623345315161873025</id><published>2009-02-10T01:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T02:28:26.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 314px; HEIGHT: 410px" height="545" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_1986-1.jpg" width="326" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 178px; HEIGHT: 229px" height="528" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2010.jpg" width="346" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 172px; HEIGHT: 229px" height="500" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2009-1.jpg" width="367" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 348px; HEIGHT: 230px" height="245" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_2008.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Manifestos! I love the other night. I wished it can be like everyday. Aftermath, despite the tiresome camwhoring session, I enjoyed every single moment with you girls. The Uno game even though I admit that I'm such a saw loser, yet I still play:D The chicken dance, the traumatized heart attack. It was embarassing yet it's worth being embaressed of. Woooohoooo I lovey dovey man:) You guys are the BEST and I will never forget that night. Muax.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm not worried that things has become worsen. I'm just worried what's gonna happen in the future. Will the feeling get stuck inside this stubborn heart or will someone saved me this time? I've no idea myself. All I'm thinking of now is, to get even or to get bitchy. So after 41 days of New year, I will tell you my most important resolution for this year. &lt;em&gt;To stand up for my bloody rights.  &lt;/em&gt;No more saying yes to everything people ask me to do. I'll make my own decisions now. Thank you very muchies. Good nighteys! Cheers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.s: I miss watching Danny Phantom. Urgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7623345315161873025?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7623345315161873025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7623345315161873025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7623345315161873025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7623345315161873025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7623345315161873025' title='the best'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4884550015019842972</id><published>2009-01-24T01:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:51:58.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classics of all classic</title><content type='html'>The most classic thing a person can do is waving at you while you're in a cab and when he's riding a bike. Hahaha. Well, he is quite cute but I don't do getting-to-know-each-other-on-the-road sort of thing. It's not properly done man. If you really want and IF you see me outside again - excluding on the road that is, then you can ask once again. I don't mind at all dude. IF I see you, I'll see you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway sorry for not updating for the going 2 months already. I'm seriously caught up with work and Grandmama and my other stuffs. My Auntie's Mother was admitted too. Poor Nurul, both her grandmas are sick. And hopefully both Grandmama and Nurul's Grandma will recover soon. I'm very sure they will make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to &lt;em&gt;Mr. Pitty&lt;/em&gt;, I hope you're doing good even though I know you may not know that my blog even existed. I haven't been meeting you for a very long time and yea I miss you like &lt;em&gt;fucking fucking&lt;/em&gt; much. But seriously, you gotta do some thinking. I've slept over this matter, Me and You will never work out. But yet, you'll still be in &lt;em&gt;my favourites. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-4884550015019842972?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4884550015019842972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4884550015019842972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4884550015019842972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4884550015019842972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4884550015019842972' title='Classics of all classic'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-3405486916602401504</id><published>2008-12-16T12:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:56:46.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>151208</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 352px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="482" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/161208001.jpg" width="468" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My advanced birthday dinner was partly gay and partly heart pain. But overall I love my lovelies. My best sister, best cousin, Nurul and Shiqs the best sweetheart. They've made my day very very very beautiful:) Love all of you all. Muax. I was hoping Mary could come but she's not feeling well. Get well soon babe. And Zie too. But she's in Bali. I miss her like &lt;em&gt;fuck&lt;/em&gt; sia. Tsk. And of course mister pitty that's busy with his friends cos they're more important. Whatever. My sister bought me a pair of &lt;em&gt;Coach&lt;/em&gt; shoessssss. And because I'm upset with a bloody idiot, I shop like noone's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but never the least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 19th to Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-3405486916602401504?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/3405486916602401504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=3405486916602401504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3405486916602401504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3405486916602401504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#3405486916602401504' title='151208'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4458551438702159215</id><published>2008-12-13T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T01:06:38.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get well.</title><content type='html'>All I want for my birthday this year is - my grandma to get well soon. She has been with me, with us a lot. And I want her to be as healthy as before. Get well soon dear Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s:&lt;/em&gt; 11 days without mr. pitty is like a whole day without food. &lt;em&gt;urgh imylfffffffffffff&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/37702076-4458551438702159215?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4458551438702159215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4458551438702159215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4458551438702159215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4458551438702159215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4458551438702159215' title='Get well.'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-7189028175447767604</id><published>2008-12-09T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:25:04.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love grandmama.</title><content type='html'>My grandmama was admitted just now. Wasn't plan to but I had to ask for urgent leave, because I love my grandmama. She got half body stroke on Hari Raya Haji and was very stubborn to go to hospital even how many times and how many people tell her to. Just now, we had no other way but to call the ambulance. I want grandmama to get cured as soon as possible. I want her to be healthy like before. Tomorrow I need to wake up early in the morning to go hospital to get the results and hear what the doctor has to say. Hopefully she's gonna be alright. I love you grandmama. Muax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-7189028175447767604?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/7189028175447767604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=7189028175447767604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7189028175447767604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/7189028175447767604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#7189028175447767604' title='I love grandmama.'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-6082748001375673926</id><published>2008-12-01T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:23:48.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdownnn</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 235px" height="306" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_0267.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shit. 15 more days to my bloody 19th and freaking pay day ahhhhhhhhhhhh. I wanna shop like noone's business. Gahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Double shitties. I haven't decide to go ZoukOut or not? I got the tickets, the materials everything. How how howwww. I hate being indecisive. Grrrrhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;IMY like fuck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-6082748001375673926?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/6082748001375673926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=6082748001375673926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6082748001375673926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6082748001375673926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#6082748001375673926' title='Countdownnn'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-6421203741512060003</id><published>2008-11-29T04:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T04:05:51.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.The person who tag you is?&lt;br /&gt;-Weeeeeeeezaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;-my SIALans. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Your 5 impressions of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;-spontaneous, talkative, loud, hyper and a great friend:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.The most memorable thing he/she had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;-'aku sayang kau bodoh'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.The most memorable thing he/she had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;-'sial bodoh kauuuuu' hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;-talk less babe. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If she/he become your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;-kick her ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. (Repeat Question)&lt;br /&gt;-never willlllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is it you want to tell her now?&lt;br /&gt;-zoukout kape?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your overall impression of him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;-a loud bitach:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How do you think ppl around you will feel around you?&lt;br /&gt;-weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;-retardedly cute:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. On the contrary,the characters you hate yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;-almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;-beautiful, tall and perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. For people that care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;-sorry for being irritating and weird sometimes. this is me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;1: Faezah&lt;br /&gt;2: Ili&lt;br /&gt;3: Mary&lt;br /&gt;4: Nana&lt;br /&gt;5: Paula&lt;br /&gt;6: Shiqin&lt;br /&gt;7: Sufia&lt;br /&gt;8: Zie&lt;br /&gt;9: Peysal&lt;br /&gt;10: Apit Pot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If no. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;-hahahahaah. idk man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is no. 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;-pre-school teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When was the last time you had a chat with no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;-just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What kind of music band does no. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;-all types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.What is no. 10 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;-working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is no. 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;-yes, she definitely is! Siti Sexay!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Does no. 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;-yes, cats. but she hates cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Are no. 1 and 5 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;-hmmmmmmmmmm no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What colour does no. 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;-shit. haha. red?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Where does no. 9 live?&lt;br /&gt;-sengkang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Have you tried developing feelings for no. 8?&lt;br /&gt;-umm. if i were a guy i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Talk about something for no. 1&lt;br /&gt;-a crazy bitch wearing berms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where is no. 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;-not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Does no. 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;-i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What is a hobby of no. 10?&lt;br /&gt;-clubbing? i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What is the surname of no. 5?&lt;br /&gt;-Braberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Is no. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;-neh. not now;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Will you woo no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;-woooohooooo. i would JIOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. How about 7?&lt;br /&gt;-yes yes yaw. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Does no. 6 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;-yes! 3 crazy &amp;amp; cute sisters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-6421203741512060003?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/6421203741512060003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=6421203741512060003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6421203741512060003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6421203741512060003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#6421203741512060003' title='Tagged'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-661845508471583269</id><published>2008-11-21T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T02:32:39.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream is the cousin of nightmare.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; HEIGHT: 404px" height="740" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Random083.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream. A dream that I think will never come true. I love someone who I've never thought would love me back. But I wish he does. I really wish he will. A couple of years ago, I ditch somebody that has given me his heart and soul, all because of him. Yet, he still thinks my ego is as huge as planet Venus. When he didn't even realise that his was as huge as planet Mars instead. Then a year fell apart, we lost the heartpains and sorrows for only a year. It then grew back as time flies without even knowing we're back in action, just like the old days and fact, it wasn't even a good one. Now, currently, I'm trying the hardest and my damn best to get what I used to think was perfect to my sight. And if someone tries to ruin this - I am never gonna forgive your sorry &lt;em&gt;ass&lt;/em&gt; baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 19th is in 25 days time. Not that I was looking forward to it. But I'm looking forward to meet my beloved who I haven't been meeting for months or even years la. I don't know what I should do. A 3 days 2 nights chalet or just a night out? Any suggestions folks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And shoot, should I go Zouk Out this coming 13th? Urghhh. I'm lost already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-661845508471583269?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/661845508471583269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=661845508471583269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/661845508471583269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/661845508471583269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#661845508471583269' title='Dream is the cousin of nightmare.'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-2667014747602625928</id><published>2008-11-13T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:21:01.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitty;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I never knew it's going to be like this. I will never forget today. I will never forgive today. I know I've always treated you like a dog with cursings and scoldings and I'm sorry. Now, I surrender. I'll untie you from myself and hopefully you'll be happier than today. For once, I was right. Life definitely sucks for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I reached home feeling sick and temperature's getting higher. My pay's out and I should be happy yet I'm not. Sorry and thank you again for everything. You were my favourite and still is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you didn't notice, well&lt;br /&gt;You mean everything.&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again,&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm gonna be okay&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-2667014747602625928?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/2667014747602625928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=2667014747602625928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2667014747602625928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2667014747602625928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#2667014747602625928' title='Fitty;'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-4782745657436300165</id><published>2008-11-10T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:09:40.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa 081108</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;081108 Recently uploaded pictures are here. Feast your eyes:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 154px; HEIGHT: 201px" height="471" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_0003.jpg" width="280" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 152px; HEIGHT: 201px" height="564" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_0033.jpg" width="392" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 232px" height="342" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_0047.jpg" width="368" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 213px" height="213" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_0078.jpg" width="430" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 218px" height="353" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_0081.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-4782745657436300165?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/4782745657436300165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=4782745657436300165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4782745657436300165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/4782745657436300165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#4782745657436300165' title='Sentosa 081108'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-3895759459350859358</id><published>2008-11-09T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:59:50.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiotic bastard</title><content type='html'>The world's changing and I'm ALWAYS the one to blame. Fine. Truth hurts. Yes, My ego, my lost. I know. But must you be very frank towards me? You hurt me, you're always in my mind. urgh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-3895759459350859358?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/3895759459350859358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=3895759459350859358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3895759459350859358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3895759459350859358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#3895759459350859358' title='Idiotic bastard'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-3186376001705744693</id><published>2008-10-31T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:19:46.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughs.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday went to visit Nana and her superhero, Ikhwan Lutfi a.k.a Kwan Kwan (my latest invention ah babe. how is it? LOL) Ahhhh he has a pair of dimples, just like me,ehem. even though I hate my dimples but still he's cute la. Stayed at her house for a few hours then met my baby cousin for dinner at Mcds. Today; Sentosa with Ibu and my sister was greeeeaaaaaaat! Had lots of fun and especially laughters. Had 4 rides in total you know! How fun. Muahahahaha. The guards are ;) Anyway here are some of the pictures uploaded. Feast your eyes folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 330px; HEIGHT: 233px" height="701" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Sentosa014.jpg" width="474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 233px" height="632" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Sentosa011.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 228px" height="600" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Sentosa024.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 235px" height="534" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Sentosa044.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 217px" height="626" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Sentosa031.jpg" width="338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 322px; HEIGHT: 235px" height="589" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Sentosa048.jpg" width="314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 322px; HEIGHT: 231px" height="514" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Sentosa047.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Muahahahahhaa, I know the last picture is the best yo! And oh! I bought that Adidas T for her. Nice? Till then Cheers:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-3186376001705744693?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/3186376001705744693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=3186376001705744693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3186376001705744693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/3186376001705744693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#3186376001705744693' title='Laughs.'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-604060334047295619</id><published>2008-10-23T02:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T04:25:59.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Generally..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CCmc8w_Qs5M/SP-Kw24xGOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DF1eEoaitLo/s1600-h/Random+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260075461763995874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CCmc8w_Qs5M/SP-Kw24xGOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DF1eEoaitLo/s320/Random+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ignorance is encyclopedic. Life is all about being ignorance, being self-centred, being full of shit. But on the other hand YOU need to realise life is NOT just about YOU. Yes, you have friends now, but only for now, yes? Be realistic, don't be such plastic girls. If you think you need to talk about other people in a way that will somehow insult someone, then perhaps you need to go back secondary school and study on your Civic, Moral and Education(CME) subject folks. Believe it or not, noone's perfect. Neither am I. And mind you, almost everything the old folks believed in, is true. Karma will strike soon. If you think you're bringing other people down, then karma will bring you down even lower. Ironically, girls, &lt;strong&gt;generally speaking&lt;/strong&gt;- always has words of imitations from themselves. What I meant is, you warn other people not to do such things, but in fact, you're doing the same exact thing that you had warned about. Am I right, baby? I think I am. I doubt less than 5% of you in our community has long term friendship. yes? Maybe what concerns you most is just how you lead your life. But are you concerned enough of how your started your life and how you're going to end it? Then I think again, yes, it's non of my &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; business. Tactically, I hope a piece of my mind will change your life. Have a piece of sensibility in your beautiful brains, sunshine. Peace folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Forgive your enemies but never forget their names. - President John F. Kennedy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Grandada, Get well soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;♥ Zaimah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-604060334047295619?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/604060334047295619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=604060334047295619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/604060334047295619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/604060334047295619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#604060334047295619' title='Generally..'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CCmc8w_Qs5M/SP-Kw24xGOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DF1eEoaitLo/s72-c/Random+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37702076.post-828410760771491315</id><published>2008-10-20T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T04:31:34.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somehow;</title><content type='html'>Despite being imaginative, I'm somehow becoming more like a spoilt-brat bitch rather than a hot-headed hoe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-828410760771491315?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/828410760771491315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=828410760771491315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/828410760771491315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/828410760771491315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#828410760771491315' title='Somehow;'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-6304160229617299894</id><published>2008-10-14T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:53:42.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey folks, How I missed this.. my 18th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 230px" height="665" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/mar044copy.jpg" width="689" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and this, my sister's 20th birthday...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 230px" height="338" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/l_8d11a11ef14f239f5255df4b540f8090.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and, oh dear, definitely this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 172px" height="229" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/ilime.jpg" width="348" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I miss missy. He's becoming better each day I talk to him. How he makes me laugh or cry, I know sometimes it's stupid, but what can I say? I'm a human being. Yes, sometimes my ego is as huge as the universe, on the other hand, I do have feelings. And I do forgive. I miss another close friend of mine too. He suddenly was kind of avoiding me, I'm not sure what was it due to. Maybe coz he has found his own life and he doesn't wanna ruin it. And now, I'm wondering how my 19th birthday gonna be. I was overwhelmed yet, unsure. To me, the first time can always be the last time too. Idk. As what my url states, every &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; thing changes. Cheers folks. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-6304160229617299894?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/6304160229617299894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=6304160229617299894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6304160229617299894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/6304160229617299894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#6304160229617299894' title='Missing.'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-631761321973257828</id><published>2008-10-11T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T02:48:00.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indeed;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 344px; HEIGHT: 188px" height="226" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/IMG_3741copy.jpg" width="498" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="692" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/111008004.jpg" width="562" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 off days and later I'm back to work. Hmm.. had a wonderful evening with Mary just now. Bangra and Mat Salehs equals to laughters. :D Yea, I'm tired. That's all folks. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-631761321973257828?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/631761321973257828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=631761321973257828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/631761321973257828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/631761321973257828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#631761321973257828' title='Indeed;'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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-37702076.post-2963156514170914447</id><published>2008-10-06T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:15:14.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loved;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 340px; HEIGHT: 255px" height="642" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Random014.jpg" width="729" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;♥ My beloved Family. I love them and nothing can separate us! Jyea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 356px" height="948" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/zaimahyusof/Random005.jpg" width="458" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♥ My BFFs. 4 years and still counting..hahaha I'm the tallest man. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm still waiting for reply from my bestf for 7 years. I hate this feeling. Tsk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37702076-2963156514170914447?l=everythingchanges-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/feeds/2963156514170914447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37702076&amp;postID=2963156514170914447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2963156514170914447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37702076/posts/default/2963156514170914447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingchanges-.blogspot.com/index.html#2963156514170914447' title='Loved;'/><author><name>pewsss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14135739429752603191</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></feed>
