<?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-843432415663961291</id><updated>2011-07-08T23:46:50.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is not blind ; lovers are.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-2063547476131427767</id><published>2010-08-22T06:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T06:21:40.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a fighter ; Never a lover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I dont have much time left.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta tell my mum about my pregnancy..&lt;br /&gt;BUT i don't have the heart to hurt her again..&lt;br /&gt;i need someone special to guide me..&lt;br /&gt;someone to be by my side when i broke the news to her..&lt;br /&gt;BUT that someone seems to avoid this topic when i tried to ask for his help..&lt;br /&gt;thought we're in it together but it seems that i'm alone when it comes to all this..&lt;br /&gt;i made up my mind.. &amp;amp; there's no turning back..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna state it in here..&lt;br /&gt;time will tell everything...&lt;br /&gt;i hate my life..&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything..&lt;br /&gt;the main reasons why i'm still standing strong..&lt;br /&gt;is just for the sake of my junior..&lt;br /&gt;for if not, i wont be here updating this blog of mine..&lt;br /&gt;i still love him but i sense there's something wrong with us..&lt;br /&gt;everything.. everytime..&lt;br /&gt;i just find it weird..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* i'm sick of my life..&lt;br /&gt;sick of pretending &amp;amp; saying i'm ok all the time,&lt;br /&gt;when the truth is that i'm not!&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to lie to urself okeyy!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; u guys shudn't do that aytes..&lt;br /&gt;i just want my simple life like before...........&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could turn back time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;:(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :(( :((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-2063547476131427767?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2063547476131427767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-fighter-never-lover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2063547476131427767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2063547476131427767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-fighter-never-lover.html' title='I&apos;m a fighter ; 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font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I hate Winnie the Pooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I didnt get a valentine's card this year, why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Coz when he said he loves me, he don't mean it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Momma wanted to get me engaged but him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Been a long a time since he express his LOVE towards me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;amp; ohhh.. 1 more thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He's got a blog! zielady blahblahhblahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Guess he's so into her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm dumb, ain't i??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;He's always busy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;He wanted that girl to get pregnant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;but he dont mind when she's not pregnant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;He cant even wait to marry her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family:arial;"&gt;I just found out that he's got a blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;zielady blah blahh blahhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;geeshh! He must be so into her huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Am i selfish? I think i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Maybe that's the reason why he's acting differently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;He don't wanna marry me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;He don't wanna make any promises to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;BUT when it comes to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;When i asked bout marriage??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;His response crushed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;i felt like my soul just left me after those words when out his mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Bitter. Sour. Sweet. i just dont know what it felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;It tasted like blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(voices from my DARK side)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;BITCH! STOP UR SELFISHNESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Just fcuking ditch him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;He may be the one for u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;but ur not the one for HIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Eventhough you're pregnant but still, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;there's no use clinging on to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;He won't wanna keep the baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;He won't marry YOU!! YES you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Just accept the facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;He's just testing water with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;He's not serious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;GOSHH! I just felt my whole world collided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Everynights i cried..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Locked myself up in my dark room all by myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Singing. Crying. Talking. Laughing. All. By myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I put a strong look for others to look at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Even my family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I'm having trouble to walk straight now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;'coz my back really hurts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;my foot.. they're swelling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I'm putting up an act just for this baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I hope when i'm in labour,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;IF my friends or even you(ARDY) are questioned by the doctor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Please kindly tell the doctor not to save my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I just wanna end it there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I cant bear with my life anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I wanna be with my Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Enough is enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&amp;amp; Ardy. You should go on with the girl whom u really love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;You dont have to put up an act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&amp;amp; pretend that u love me wholeheartedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;'coz i can somehow sense that ur not being true to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I'm sorry if i hurt anyone by posting this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I just had to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Sorry everyone once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I gotta back off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I'm too upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&amp;amp; Junior, Mummy's very VERY sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;P.S : ardy, if my junior is a boy, named it. Andi Marizuan. That's what u've wanted all along right.  I know, I love you &amp;amp; i really mean it. Thanks for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Guys, dont worry. I'm not commiting suicide yet. but for sure i will once Junior's out :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Sorry Divas ! &amp;amp; thanks for the guidance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Kimmy  24th July 2010, 0308hours, Saturday.&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/843432415663961291-3031832965906295146?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3031832965906295146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/07/murder-i-wrote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/3031832965906295146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/3031832965906295146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/07/murder-i-wrote.html' title='Murder i Wrote.'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-9048698786827682561</id><published>2010-06-23T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T17:34:37.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Questions are rising regarding my 2nd pregnancy. I cant help it but cry every nights. When the closest person let out everything to me everything last night. I sweared i wont depend on him anymore. Neither should he. I regret giving everything for Love. In return i gain nothing. My birthday is around the corner. I'm thinking of hitting the club. Anyone up for it? Just holla at me. I aint give a damn anymore. Noone's controlling my life. &amp;amp; i'm so freaking not controlling anyone's before! Shits just happen. Whatever! He always thinks he's right. What goes around comes around. He'll suffer next. I hate to curse but people made me this way. No comments. Oh. Is there anyone out there who's willing to hit my tummy? I gotta end this suffering sooner or later. I dont wanna live in sins. Lets just end it. If there is someone out there, just holla aytes!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;p.s : I'd rather die along with my baby rather than carrying on living &amp;amp; killing the baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-9048698786827682561?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/9048698786827682561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/06/questions-are-rising-regarding-my-2nd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/9048698786827682561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/9048698786827682561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/06/questions-are-rising-regarding-my-2nd.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-7401902651615216333</id><published>2010-06-14T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T15:41:05.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Hearted Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Noone ever control me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;but u came &amp;amp; overtake my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;I just kept quiet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Endured all the shits..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&amp;amp; now i've been fooled again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;All those kisses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;All those sweet words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;All those tight hugs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;are just ways to satisfy your Lust....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Dont ever say "I miss you, Dear" ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;If im not that girl....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Dont ever say "I Love you" , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;IF u dont even mean it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Now it's true....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Why u get all mad when i kept asking u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;"I'm only gonna break,break, break your heart...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;That's the song u keep on listening to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&amp;amp; now it turned out true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;I'm so disappointed in u....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Thanks for letting me in ur life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&amp;amp; have a baby by you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-7401902651615216333?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7401902651615216333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/06/broken-hearted-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7401902651615216333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7401902651615216333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/06/broken-hearted-girl.html' title='Broken Hearted Girl'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-4827579490423047971</id><published>2010-04-16T03:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T04:01:24.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish upon a shooting star ((:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When she stares at your mouth ,&lt;br /&gt;Kiss her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she pushes you or hits you like a dummie cause she thinks shes stronger than you ,&lt;br /&gt;Grab her and dont let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she starts cursing at you trying to act all tough ,&lt;br /&gt;Kiss her and tell her you love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she's quiet ,&lt;br /&gt;Ask her whats wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she ignores you ,&lt;br /&gt;Give her your atttention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she pulls away ,&lt;br /&gt;Pull her back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see her at her worst ,&lt;br /&gt;Tell her she is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see her start crying ,&lt;br /&gt;Just hold her and dont say a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see her walking ,&lt;br /&gt;Sneak up and hug her waist from behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she's scared ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Protect her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she steals your favorite hoodie ,&lt;br /&gt;Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she teases you ,&lt;br /&gt;Tease her back and make her laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she doesn't answer for a long time ,&lt;br /&gt;reassure her that everything is okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she looks at you with doubt ,&lt;br /&gt;Back yourself up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she says that she loves you ,&lt;br /&gt;she really does more than you can understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she grabs at your hands ,&lt;br /&gt;Hold her's and play with her fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she bumps into you ,&lt;br /&gt;bump into her back and make her laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she tells you a secret ,&lt;br /&gt;keep it safe and untold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she looks at you in your eyes ,&lt;br /&gt;dont look away until she does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she says it's over ,&lt;br /&gt;she still wants you to be hers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Now Baby,you know what i mean right?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;- Stay on the phone with her even if she's not saying anything&lt;br /&gt;- When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go&lt;br /&gt;- When she says she's ok don't believe it, talk with her because ten years later she'll remember you&lt;br /&gt;- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her&lt;br /&gt;-Treat her like she's all that matters to you&lt;br /&gt;- Stay up all night with her when she's sick&lt;br /&gt;- Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think it's stupid&lt;br /&gt;- Give her the world.&lt;br /&gt;- Let her wear your clothes&lt;br /&gt;-When she's bored and sad, hang out with her&lt;br /&gt;-Let her know she's important.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't talk about other girls around her&lt;br /&gt;- Kiss her in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;- When she runs up to you crying, the first thing you say is:&lt;br /&gt;"Whose ass am i kicking baby?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;In fact, Boo did some of it before. he did touched my heart for once. with all the surprises he gave to me.. i'm happy coz ur happy baby.. let's just keep it this way aytes. i love you!&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/843432415663961291-4827579490423047971?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4827579490423047971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/04/wish-upon-shooting-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/4827579490423047971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/4827579490423047971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/04/wish-upon-shooting-star.html' title='wish upon a shooting star ((:'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-5197862589814456877</id><published>2010-04-08T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T12:15:35.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;been a long time huh since i update this bloggy of mine? hahaha. been busy these few days. sorry peeps. recently i went to the dentist. had a wisdom tooth operation. the dentist cut off some of my gums, pulled out that wisdom tooth &amp;amp; sew my gums back. i have 2 stitches ((: yeah,OUCH! hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i miss my guyfrens &amp;amp; my galfrens so much. i miss them truckloads. honestly. my best galfrens dont even bother to look me up ever since that day. gosh. maybe im in the wrong. i didnt care bout ur feelings. forgive me honey. u know i still love my bf. i dont know what more i should do to make u forgive me. i feel so guilty. to Vincent *sigh* there's alot to talk. i hope we get to meet for once &amp;amp; talk like we used to. *winks* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Bf. pffft. no comment. giving him his freedom once more. i know! a leopard wont change its spot easily. ok! lets not talk bout him. i dont wanna spoil my mood while updating my blog! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;to that fellow someone, whoever u are. mind if u just tell me who u really are? curiousity! dude, i hate surprises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;OH! i look older liao! FUCKKK!! momma said it's because bf is older than me. Bf took away my youth &amp;amp; i look old. pffft. i dont want to look old!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-5197862589814456877?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5197862589814456877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/04/been-long-time-huh-since-i-update-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/5197862589814456877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/5197862589814456877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/04/been-long-time-huh-since-i-update-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-9053905112667766984</id><published>2010-03-26T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T02:39:24.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bitchy Side of Me (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was a typical night when Boo slept over &amp;amp; i was shocked to find out that Erni Noorjanah, who happened to be Boo's Ex-GF, text him in the mid of the night! Truth out. I was mad. Curiousity arise. So i pretended to be okay for the night but when the sun rise &amp;amp; Boo was out for werk. i went online &amp;amp; check Boo's Fb account. I was shocked to see that Boo "had" been chatting with HER. i didnt know if Boo did / did not chat coz i cudn't view their recent chats. So i was like WTF ah. I made the 1st move by sending that TART a message through Fb. &amp;amp; here it goes ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Kimberly Hasimen March 24 at 12:44pm&lt;br /&gt;woits minah! puki dah gatal sgt pe? tk ckp satu konek? jantan aku pon kau nk go pe? pakai otak la weii.. dah ckp matured tpi otak mati. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;BeeDiva Heart Maself March 24 at 6:03pm&lt;br /&gt;ehk .. aku taw lh tu jantan kaw .. nie bkn puki dh gatal taw puki misken .. klu jady org tk bleh buat kwn .. pegy sembunyikan jantan kaw lh dohh .. aku mls arh nk gado psl 1 konek .. so ,, iam2 pon cantek and aku tk entertain org mcm nie .. sowie !! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly Hasimen March 24 at 6:06pm&lt;br /&gt;aku tk mintak di-entertain. klu dah tau tu jantan aku, asl nk kne msg die? tkd jantan lain pe nk msg? klu ko pikir ko nk buat kwn, gi carik ah pat luar. asl mesti jantan aku? aku tknk jantan aku bwak penyakit dari ko ah. drill that to ur head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BeeDiva Heart Maself March 24 at 6:18pm&lt;br /&gt;aku pe yg bwk penyakit .. kalu aku dh mengamok .. dh susa .. jady ,, lebih baik .. kaw tutop kaw pey mulot and kaw pey cemburu bute tuu .. aku dh mls nk lyn dh .. kaw bleh simpan kaw pey jantan ,, aku dh mls nk berkwn nan jantan kaw lagy .. fyi ,, klu jady org tuu ,, jgn jady bdh kalu org tgh berkwn .. FAHAM EHK !! .. ku beramboz skg pon cantek .. chow !! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly Hasimen March 24 at 6:25pm&lt;br /&gt;yar think? jantan aku per? haha! kau nk mengamok? go on ah! ingt aku heran sgt pe? hahaha. kau nk berkwn ke tknk tu kau peh pasal. aku tk ingin tau. just one LAST verbal warning. if ever i were to find out anything that involves u again.. just watch ur back lil biatch! i hv my eyes on u. *winks* ur messing with the wrong bitch FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BeeDiva Heart Maself March 24 at 6:27pm&lt;br /&gt;bitch ke biat ke .. tu kaw peyy psl ehk .. aku lagy tk HERAN kaw nk watch my bek ke ape lanchaw .. =) lu tc suda ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly Hasimen March 24 at 6:30pm&lt;br /&gt;lu gua pe? paisey ah aku tk mkn babi siol. ko tcre lagik baik. dont go around farking other ppl's bf &amp;amp; PLS practise safe sex ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BeeDiva Heart Maself March 24 at 6:36pm Report&lt;br /&gt;tu kaw peyy psl arh kaw mkn babi ke tk .. kaw dh knape arh pompan ?? .. kaw nie dh melampaw lh plak kn .. ehk kimberly hasimen ,, READ DIZ FUCKIN MSG EHK !! .. KALU KAW RASE AKU NIE FUCKIN ARD WIT PPL'S BF ,, EU SLH ORG SISTA .. KAW TU JEK YG CEMBURU NK MAMPOS !! .. jady ,, jgn nk ckp banyak .. paham ehk pompan ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Kimberly Hasimen March 24 at 6:42pm&lt;br /&gt;aku dah knaper? u should be asking that question to urself instead. aku cumer nk nasihatkn kau jek coz i know ur bckground. information ketat la siol. hahaha! tu pasal aku tknk jantan aku get any nearer to u. get it loser? aku cemburu pon ade tmpt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BeeDiva Heart Maself March 24 at 6:59pm&lt;br /&gt;abeh .. big fuck arh kaw taw bekground aku .. aku taw lh kwn kwn kaw knl aku .. ehk .. mulot org .. ppl cn sae anythin they lyk .. bt they are nt me so they dun noe tt im not into anythyn .. nie org yg jage tepy kain org ,, mulot mmg mcm siot ajek .. dh lh kim ,, aku dh tk kuase lagy nk lyn nie semua .. sng ,, kaw buat hal kaw .. aku buat hal aku .. aku mls nk panjang2 cite .. merepk arh .. psl batang nk gado .. tk heran lh .. makin aku lyn kaw ,, makin paranoid aku jady nyer .. jady ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly Hasimen March 24 at 7:17pm&lt;br /&gt;ntah la ehk. aku pon malas nk jage tepi kain org. but 1 thing that despise me. u noe i noe. im not here to make enemies. ur big enuff to think 4 urself. dont make text u here again. make this the last time. for if not, u'll hv to bear the consequences. peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BeeDiva Heart Maself March 24 at 7:20pm&lt;br /&gt;sign off !! ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She may think that it's over but HELL NO baby. I aint letting u off that easily. You don't know me yet Slut. &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Boo&lt;/span&gt;, we still have lotsa things to discuss. I'm not satisfied still&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/843432415663961291-9053905112667766984?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/9053905112667766984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/03/bitchy-side-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/9053905112667766984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/9053905112667766984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/03/bitchy-side-of-me.html' title='The Bitchy Side of Me (:'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-2939150938808528275</id><published>2010-03-09T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:55:16.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Shits happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;-Thiyagu gonna get terminated. (Wonder if i'm next)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;-Had fights with Boo. (Yeah, we just had one 'coz Boo didnt send me home but nvm i'll be fine!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;-Shortage of daily pocket money. (Always have to ask Boo for pocket money. TSK!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;-No life!!!!! (I need more rest days Mr. Supervisor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;-Shortage of company bikes. (Due to.... *giggles*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;-Not enough time spend with Family. (Sorry Momma, will bring u guys out for Seafood on my pay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;-Cell phone suck! (Eventhough i charged my phone but the battery is never full!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;-Silly accidents at work. (Back tyre give way &amp;amp; self skidded at carpark.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Last of ALL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;-I &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MISS&lt;/span&gt; DADDY!! (whenever i go for my break,i'll see a loving family. I tend to get jealous)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;My girlfriends getting married soon. I've always wondered if ever my turn will come. I've always thought of myself in a wedding gown without a groom. *sigh* I've plan to get married when i'm 23years old. Do you think it's too soon for me? Or is it too early for me?? Hmmm. I don't know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I don't wanna be like Britney Jean Spears! I don't wanna be like Jessica Simpsons! I don't need a purrrrr-fect wedding. All i want is a guy who could make me happy all my life. Won't change his feelings towards me after marriage. Our circle of trust should be equal by then! That's a must!!! For i don't wanna be a fool as to believe guys' lies after marriage. Such things should stop by then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;.....but i don't think it'll be easy for Boo if he were to marry me ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Right Baby?? Guess my questions will be left unanswered. &amp;amp; i don't think i 'll be getting married at that age either!! TSK!!! Congratulations to you GFs who are happily married now. Last long with your hubbies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-2939150938808528275?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2939150938808528275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/03/shits-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2939150938808528275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2939150938808528275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/03/shits-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-2195232987033268094</id><published>2010-03-01T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T02:33:03.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my bitches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;ever since that big fight with Boo, i've been having difficulties contacting my &lt;em&gt;best friend&lt;/em&gt;! AIN! where are you?! are you avoiding me? please dont leave me. i need you still. you know that. TSK. DD will be having a new member real soon. *winks* &amp;amp; Boo, i've been having difficulties putting trust in you. i've lost all my faith in you ever since that day. i know u've tried ur best to convince me that u love me. i'm scared you'll still be the same. you're always finding faults with me. every little thing i did, is wrong to you. i dont get it. i could see that you've been contacting ur EX-gf, Bee. saw u exchanging comments on Fb.i guess u miss her. well i mean, she's cute. she has the ideal body that you've wanted. you keep on saying i've put on weight n etc. how the hell am i gonna put this darned weight off me this fast?! i've been trying to do so from last time. each time once a few kilos lost, i'll eat more due to stress! i guess i'll still stay the same &amp;amp; u'll start hating me as time pass. bout ur other ex, Ziela. i kept on hearing you saying "Pompan aku yg, Ziela..." blahh blahh! how wud u feel if i said that. hmmm. i doubt u realise all this. i'll give u ample time to think bout all this. u'll be getting ur freedom pass real soon. coz i've made up my mind. i'm not paying for my fines. it's better to serve the charges. i dont know when u'll read this post of mine. i just hope things get better for us. you ever said, things got worst instead for the better. i'm still hut for your info. this pain will stay fresh in my mind forever. iLOVEyou Boo. I'll missyoou more.&lt;/span&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;CURRENT ADDICTS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hati Yang Kau Sakiti - Rossa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;jangan pernah katakan bahwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;cintamu hanyalah untukku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;karna kini kau telah membaginya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;* maafkan jika memang kini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;harus kutinggalkan dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;karna hatiku selalu kau lukai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;** tak ada lagi yang bisa ku lakukan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;tanpamuku hanya bisa mengatakan apa yang ku rasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;reff:ku menangis membayangkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;betapa kejamnya dirimu atas diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;kau duakan cinta inikau pergi bersamanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;ku menangis melepaskan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;kepergian dirimu dari sisi hidupku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;harus slalu kau tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;aku lah hati yang telah kau sakiti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;repeat *, **repeat reff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;ku menangis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;harus slalu kau tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;aku lah hati yang telah kau sakiti &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/843432415663961291-2195232987033268094?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2195232987033268094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss-my-bitches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2195232987033268094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2195232987033268094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss-my-bitches.html' title='i miss my bitches'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-2913895865396725923</id><published>2010-02-20T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T13:34:05.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i sense life is getting better!! im lovng it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-2913895865396725923?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2913895865396725923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-sense-life-is-getting-better-im-lovng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2913895865396725923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2913895865396725923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-sense-life-is-getting-better-im-lovng.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-2199927493978572008</id><published>2010-02-10T12:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T12:49:31.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" i might not be here tomorrow "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shit happens. AGAIN. yess. i slept in the bus while going back home from work ytd. it made Boo &amp;amp; Momma worried. how the hell am i gonna call any of them?? i only had 2bucks &amp;amp; a few cents with me when i wanna go to work. i've used up all the cents to call up Momma &amp;amp; Boo. i've spent the 2bucks to buy Panadol &amp;amp; a drink. TSK! i thought i didnt wanna trouble any of them so i walked all the way home from Tampines. i swear it's tiring. i'm so shagged plus Migraine.. got home got scoldings from Boo. i dont mind 'coz i know he cared.. but it got worst when Boo found out that i lied few days back.. pfft. My bad. &amp;amp; now Boo posted a sarcastic shout out on his Fb. i dont mind, i dont care.. go &amp;amp; tell everyone.. I've been a bad gf.. it's not like as if i went out f*cking other guys. i dont get it. i dont wanna say anything 'bout him here. i dont wanna expose anything 'bout him anymore. it's his private life &amp;amp; i dont wanna spoil his image.. Whatever argh. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-2199927493978572008?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2199927493978572008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-might-not-be-here-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2199927493978572008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2199927493978572008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-might-not-be-here-tomorrow.html' title='&quot; i might not be here tomorrow &quot;'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-8146883600122412051</id><published>2010-02-08T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:08:49.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MidSummerNiteBreeze</title><content type='html'>what a day today.! a big day for me today! terribly 'big' day :C Boo,im sorry.. iLOVEyou.. i hv a craving to club.. weird! i knw! hahaha.. boo allow me to club,he said he'll fetch after club.. it'd be better if he cud tag along though! coz i've been spike bfore n dat is the worst incident ever. usually i cud hold my liquor. a group of Chinese guys offered me n gf a glass. we dint tink otherwise n shared the drink. within a few mins,we lost our senses. i nearly got raped! fcuk! lucky the securities helped me. hmm.. ouhkay. juz sharing a short story to u here. coz gf n me hv been talking bout tis frm juz nw! hahah. i'm missing Boo now. wonder if he's still mad at me.. forgv me Darla! :C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-8146883600122412051?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8146883600122412051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/midsummernitebreeze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8146883600122412051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8146883600122412051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/midsummernitebreeze.html' title='MidSummerNiteBreeze'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-4590213483117314385</id><published>2010-02-04T03:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T04:07:56.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Crystal &amp; Coke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;do follow me on Tumblr. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the-bitch-you-envy.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;its a website where i describe my sucked up life in colors &amp;amp; photography. oh. Boo.. i'm soorryyy if i pissed u off yesterday. i felt sucky the whole day. that shitty company aint passing me ma cheque yet. i didnt do my duties either. that's why i had to ask u for ur friends' plate number. Premas? Fucked up Co.? as what people say? i guessed so. ohh btw! Boo, we need to talk. i've been wanting to talk to u bout this but i tends to forget about it the moment i met u! or either ur too busy to talk. i dont wanna disturb u when ur busy coz i dont like seeing you getting mad! like that night! Damn !!  it's got something to do with ur promises to me. hmmm.. somehow i miss Boo to the core xia! eventhough we argue over the "SMALLEST" issue! (*thinks* does he feel the same way too?) *shrugs* Boo still cant have trust on me. i dont understand why. gawd. its hard at times. when it comes to his part, i tried not to play jealous &amp;amp; just forced myself to think positive. though this guilt is eating me up slowly. hell yeah it's killing me. pfft. gonna stop this shit for now. am too shagged! my eyes are too heavy. i miss BOO!! miss his kisses! miss his smell! everything! uh-oh. dont tell me! im not obsessed hor! noNO! LMAO! ouhkayyy shut UP! *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;♥ Ardy Mirza&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/843432415663961291-4590213483117314385?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4590213483117314385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/crystal-coke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/4590213483117314385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/4590213483117314385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/crystal-coke.html' title='♥ Crystal &amp; Coke'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-8219617962633934253</id><published>2010-02-02T06:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T06:19:00.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I want to cut myself again and hope that if I push deep enough, I'll die. It's better than being without you for this long. &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;ARDY &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/843432415663961291-8219617962633934253?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8219617962633934253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want-to-cut-myself-again-and-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8219617962633934253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8219617962633934253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want-to-cut-myself-again-and-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-6602753843972861183</id><published>2010-02-02T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T03:26:29.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;where should i go after this? i know.! find me at Yishun Dam. i'll be sleeping there soon. dont worry. i know how to take care of myself. i dont need anyone's help anymore. not Boo, not my family, not my FCUKING cousins &amp;amp; friends. i dont need anyone by my side at the moment. i just wanna be alone. yes. ALONE. get that right. dont find me. i repeat. Dont Even try to find me!! GDBYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S : vomitted blood. dying soon? i guess so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-6602753843972861183?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6602753843972861183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-should-i-go-after-this-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6602753843972861183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6602753843972861183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-should-i-go-after-this-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-6651589300758037</id><published>2010-02-02T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T02:14:54.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Missing Daddy. Life is full of hardship ever since Daddy left us. I've been struggling to pull through this SUCKY life of mine! ERGHH! working with the Premas is full of craps. overtime. coverage! stoo-pid people. we had to carry out our duty &amp;amp; yet motorists still have the cheek to use vulgarities towards us! MuthaF*ckas! Uncle : I burn your house ah! Where you stay?! F*cking BullS*hit. i was like WTF?! we'll see hor UNCLE who will be burning who instead. *evil LAUGHS*  Craps. having my own problems + family! it aint easy i tell u. OH! actually i put my blog link on my Fb. but i deleted it off coz strangers tend to trespass. i dont like ok. &amp;amp; oh people. u'll find it hard to reach me. Just buzz me at my crib. hopefully u'll get me. coz if not i'll be at work. taking care people. if u were to realise, i didnt update anything 'bout Boo. i dont think i'll be updating bout Boo here. depends ah! haha! *cheers* ImissYOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-6651589300758037?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6651589300758037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/missing-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6651589300758037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6651589300758037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/missing-daddy.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-747976608329857533</id><published>2010-01-31T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T13:17:28.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on HIATUS</title><content type='html'>sorry for the delay people. been busy with work lately. will relink u soon,Zila. &amp;amp; Boo. i dont have time to make any changes to my blog yet. please be considerate. you know i know. BUSY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-747976608329857533?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/747976608329857533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/747976608329857533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/747976608329857533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-hiatus.html' title='on HIATUS'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-3734131744127154190</id><published>2010-01-25T02:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T02:58:06.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Boo have been finding faults with me recently. There was a time when he got so mad when he found out that i read his text messages. Boo shouted at me till i cried.! i was supposed to go to work.&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;P.S: i was LATE. damn F*CKING late!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  The other time was when Abg Aziz look for me through Boo's cell. Stoopid Elfian. why do u hafta pass Abg Aziz Boo's number. I got scoldings in the morning. i was too shagged &amp;amp; had to provide explanations to Boo. PFFFT. Farked it. NOW, i'm mad at Boo.! he was supposed to text/call me! i texted him using WebSms. &amp;amp; it took him ages to reply! he didnt even tell me that he's chilling with his frens. DARNED IT. if u were in my shoes, i guess u'll flare up! it's ok. i'll pretend i'm ok! BUT dont think i'll keep quiet. sooner or later, i'll burst too! dont play with fire,Baby. NurulHakim = Fire &amp;amp; Blood. i'll just wait &amp;amp; see when ur gg to text me.&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/843432415663961291-3734131744127154190?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3734131744127154190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/boo-have-been-finding-faults-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/3734131744127154190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/3734131744127154190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/boo-have-been-finding-faults-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-276458829847750168</id><published>2010-01-15T05:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T05:38:30.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s(he) be(lie)ve(d)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;cell phone was down. stoo-pid cell ! i thought i did charged it sia. darned it. i realised my cell was down when it was 0146hours. -.- Boo's been texting me &amp;amp; fcuking me like hell.  the moment i switched on my cell, Boo called! i was like WTF!! i knew it. Boo thought i went out &amp;amp; switched off my hp so he cudnt get thru my phone. ERGH~ i've had it. been enduring the pains. there was once when i really cudnt take it. Boo shouted at me in front of his FRIENDS! i ignored him. pretend that im fine. i covered my face with the tinted visor all the way. didnt wanna show him that i cried -.- pfft. enough ah. im tired of all this. this is really STUPID. honestly. it's just a small matter. i gotta get back to sleep. iLOVEyou ,Boo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&amp;amp; Divas. meet up soon pls. i need your love.!&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/843432415663961291-276458829847750168?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/276458829847750168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/she-believed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/276458829847750168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/276458829847750168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/she-believed.html' title='s(he) be(lie)ve(d)'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-5657833205851187759</id><published>2010-01-10T05:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T05:37:58.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i was supposed to hang out with my colleagues but then i told Boo that i could go home liao. So Boo told me to go home straight. Boo kept on calling &amp;amp; checking up on me. LOLS. I endure whatever shit im going through right now as i understand how Boo is feeling. PFFFT. when i got home, i called Boo straight away. Boo was at Yishun. Darned it. Boo could have fetch me home sia! i had to carry my helmet all the way back to Pasir Ris. how irritating it is with the bus fully loaded with passengers. ERGH! i didnt wanna argue so i told him to do whatever he's doing with his mates. i didnt wanna call/text him either. i lied down on the sofa &amp;amp; slowly fell asleep. Boo called me hours later &amp;amp; told me to get ready for he's OTW to my place &amp;amp; we're going out. I was shocked! Boo never asked me before. WEIRD but it's true. i got ready ASAP &amp;amp; waited for his call to say that he's under my void deck. when i stood at the front door, i peeped through door hole &amp;amp; saw someone standing. IT'S BOO! LOL. sweet. Boo came right to my doorstep. None of ex-boyfriends did that before. Boo used a nerd spec! Reminds me of his ex-girfriend, Bee. PFFT. i forced myself to get their pictures outta my head, tried not to get jealous over his past. went downstairs to meet his mates. some of his 125z peeps. We waited,waited &amp;amp; WAITED! Then one of them, Xanchi, i think! wanted to use the restroom. i asked to come up, they could use my bathroom. everyone came up &amp;amp; my family were shocked to see them. Then we proceed to CGH to pay a visit to Boo's mates who got into a bike accident yesterday. i dont really know how he got into the accident though. pity him. i could feel his sufferings. after that, we waited for the others at the carpark. then Boo, Me &amp;amp; Hafiz went to Geylang to get Momma's fags. then we meet the others back at Simpang Bedok. everything got haywired. one of them got their tyres punctured &amp;amp; even they ran out of fuel. i somehow feel that Boo is my SUPERHERO! ROFL. Boo always came to their rescue. SWEETS! then we went to Defu Lane to get his tyres changed. then to Pasir Ris Park to chill. then Boo sent me home. Actually Boo told me to take a bus home instead. Jerky side of him but i know Boo dont mean it for real. if Boo really mean it, i swear ima kill him! ERGH! i told Boo that i'll get my driver to send me home then Boo's face started to change. LOL i love to get him mad. about 0430am Boo send me home. Boo &amp;amp; Faizal going Jurong to get something,which i dont remember. Boo is supposed to call me once he reach home. I bet he'll forget bout that! HMPH! we'll see bout that! OH. Isdot texted me just now when i was at Simpang Bedok. i was so mad at him after i got to know that he made Yang 3mnths pregnant &amp;amp; he just left her like that. so irresponsible! hate him to the core! pity Yang sia. what's going on with this world. why are there still typicals MATREPS! why dont they just rot &amp;amp; DIE! hmmm. Should i help out at Pat's Parent's Shop today? i dont know if i should or not. coz i told Boo that i'm not working &amp;amp; i'll be meeting him today. HMPH. we'll see how it goes today. i'll just go with the flow. iLOVEyou BOO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-5657833205851187759?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5657833205851187759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-supposed-to-hang-out-with-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/5657833205851187759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/5657833205851187759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-supposed-to-hang-out-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-8967578272156336634</id><published>2010-01-07T02:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T02:38:02.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;guess who i met at work? Elfian!! My ex-date! hurhur. jyeahh! was surprised to see him. he did tried to hide from me. hahaha! but there's no way we cud run from each other. we'll be working together! hahaha! so yar. on my 2nd day of work with Premas, i had to tag along with him since Supervisor,Indra, went to meet his Gf,Sab, working at the same place too! i ride x1-r leyy! cool shit ah but im not into x1-r lor! hmphh. i prefer Boo's bike! hahaha. so yar. something very very bad happened yesterday. between me,Boo &amp;amp; Elfian. i had to work late till 2am++ with Elfian. i didnt get the chance to even check my cell. i've been busy tagging along with him to all the carparks. it was when i saw a cockcroach then i got a chance to look at my cell. DAMN! lotsa missed calls from Momma &amp;amp; BOO!! BOO was extremely mad at me. GOSHH! i was so afraid. i swear i did cried while i talked to him on the phone. he yelled at me not to ride Elfian's bike. i cud feel his anger. i noe how he felt. i've been thru it before. so i told Elfian to drop me off somewhere. Elfian thought of sending me home once he's done with 3 carparks but then he heard my conversations with Boo &amp;amp; decided to drop me off somewhere. i swear to Allah i cudnt face Boo after talking to him on the phone. Boo waited for me at 1 of the Shell Pump Station @ Yishun. Boo saw me walking &amp;amp; approah me with a limb in his left leg. tears rolled down my chubby cheeks seeing him walking that way. i apologized to him once i got near him. Boo was still mad at me. Boo, i'm really really sorry bout what happened. i didnt mean to get u worried like hell in spite of ur health. i blame myself for everythiing. &amp;amp; i wanna thanks you for having the initiative to get your so-called-army-hoodies-or-whatever from home to prevent me from getting cold. i just cudnt forgive myself for everything. serious-ly. Another mistake!! Boo wanted to go home 'coz Momma talked to Boo 'bout his sleep over &amp;amp; stuffs. I told Boo to stay &amp;amp; took his bike key to sleep with me. I didnt want Boo to ride while he's sleepy. i dont want anything to happen to him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*TOUCH WOOD*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Boo was supposed to go to work @ 11am but i didnt wake him up as i promised him the night before. i didnt really want him to go to work. he's still recovering! with the way he walked that night! GAWD! i felt hurt. today! Boo asked me to clean up my FB frens' list. From 1,300+ friends to 874 friends! Watever! i dont see a need to be popular either! Boo told me to delete our mutual friends too. -___-" Boo told me to delete off his ex-gfs too. i was like "WTH" girls &amp;amp; girls dont do any harms right?? pffft! ANOTHER THING! Boo told me that the FUCKA! RAEZ! RAEZ! ERGHHH! IM SO SO SO MAD WITH THAT FUCKA! ERGHHH! i swear im gonna kill him real soon. im still stress with work. i cudnt everything in me! Oh btw. Tamps Central PO wants me back! hahaha. i told them i cudnt coz i signed contract with Premas alr &amp;amp; told them that Momma will replace me instead. hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S : i'm so missing Cinta!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-8967578272156336634?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8967578272156336634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/guess-who-i-met-at-work-elfian-my-ex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8967578272156336634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8967578272156336634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/guess-who-i-met-at-work-elfian-my-ex.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-3067664319964744435</id><published>2010-01-05T03:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T03:30:58.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;i fell asleep while waiting for Boo to come back home from work. received 3 messages. Atik woke me up yelling that someone is calling me. ringtone : Whatcha Say. That's Boo. he asked me what i was doing &amp;amp; why i didnt replied any of his messages. i didnt wanna say i was asleep. hahaha! dont really know why though. so yar. today was my first day of work with the Premas. Colleagues are a bunch of friendly peeps. assistant supervisor is the coolest one! he let me go off at 530pm! whoooo!! *partayPARTAY* asked Boo to fetch me home. i overslept this morning &amp;amp; had to asked Boo to send me to work since he slept over. Zila texted me &amp;amp; said that she got a call from Premas saying that she'll be working at Jurong West. LMAO. that's "near" !! once i reached home, i heat up the dishes in the kitchen &amp;amp; lay the table for Boo to eat. then send him off under the void deck as he was late for work! THEN!! @ 2211hours, Boo called me. he told me that he met with an accident while working. i didnt wanna believe it at first! i then get changed to go &amp;amp; fetch him from work. he said he dont think he cud ride coz his left palm is bleeding &amp;amp; wont be able to change gears. Ex-Bf, Amin called me. i asked him to send me over to Forum but he dont allow me to even go out! WTH. i asked Abg if he cud do me the favor but then he's at Lido. erghh! texted Hairil but he didnt reply so i took a cab instead. met Boo at Mcdonald's. i told him that i'll ride &amp;amp; he'll be the piillion. WTH. been a long time since i ride sia! erghh! 125z some more! his gears is jumbled up! i tried riding his bike once &amp;amp; told him im ready whereas I'M SO NOT!! i took the risk &amp;amp; just ride it. i do love my bike license hor. i just don't give a damn. after all i did if Boo still dont even appreciate it then urmmm, urmmmm~ IDFK! once i got home, Momma &amp;amp; me nursed Boo. Momma goes ewwwwwwww all the way. ROFL. then bandaged Boo's wound up &amp;amp; cooked something for Boo &amp;amp; Momma. Boo fell asleep on my laps while i watched Dvd. i checked him mobile. he's been contacting a few of this girls &amp;amp; there's like this nick for them. Gorgeous, Cutie. erggh! Wateveeerrrr~!! i'm trying my best not to be jealous that's why i'm blogging right now. Ziela Gorgeous.?? who the heck is she. hmmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-3067664319964744435?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3067664319964744435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-fell-asleep-while-waiting-for-boo-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/3067664319964744435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/3067664319964744435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-fell-asleep-while-waiting-for-boo-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-2766103230014108044</id><published>2010-01-02T03:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T03:24:53.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2009, Welcome 2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&amp;amp; it starts all over again. Am starting a new career soon. As enforcement officer with Premas. I hope Zila gets this job too. Btw, HAPPYNEWYEAR to my fellow friends. iLOVEyou guys. to my divas! i love you more. we gotta meet up soon!! am starting to miss u guys alot! so yaa. went to chill with Ain, Wan &amp;amp; friends, Ice &amp;amp; My Boo. was suppose to take a cab to meet them there. but Zila had to cancel it the last minute. So i had to ask Boo to send me there instead ^.^ sorry bbygirl i cudnt help u out with the cab fares ytd. i cudnt think of anything more to update right now. coz Boo is slpng over at my place now. hahaha! update again real soon aytes. *bigXOXO!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;BTW, MY HAIR IS ALL BLACK! WELL NOT TOTALLY BLACK &amp;amp; I THINK IM IN LOVE WITH IT *LMAO*&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/843432415663961291-2766103230014108044?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2766103230014108044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-2009-welcome-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2766103230014108044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2766103230014108044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-2009-welcome-2010.html' title='Goodbye 2009, Welcome 2010.'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-5225239460843884293</id><published>2009-12-31T05:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T05:42:16.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 is around the corner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;thought of going drinking with Ain, Haida &amp;amp; ex-bf SyedZul. haha! i gotta work tmr. 12noon-2am. screw it! &amp;amp; BbyBaceyn! Where the heck are you? why arent u answering my calls.? he send &amp;amp; fetch me home. that's yar.. sweet of him. he told me he's heading home straight but when i called him, he said he's at a chalet. Fuck it. i miss him!! ERGHHH! ohh. baceyn said i could get a sparks for myself. he'll put name on his bike so i cud ride it if i wan to ((: so thoughtful of him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Happy New Year everyone. May 2010 brings u happiness! ^.^&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/843432415663961291-5225239460843884293?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5225239460843884293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-is-around-corner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/5225239460843884293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/5225239460843884293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-is-around-corner.html' title='2010 is around the corner.'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-7919565516491748742</id><published>2009-12-26T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T23:43:48.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzYuD0r8FaI/AAAAAAAAAWU/T3pNBu5ldDA/s1600-h/bby+with+mira.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419569844804392354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzYuD0r8FaI/AAAAAAAAAWU/T3pNBu5ldDA/s400/bby+with+mira.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;** missing him MODE! ** i was at work, busy taking orders &amp;amp; looking at one "hawt" dude when suddenly out of nowhere a guy approach. I said to myself "Gawd, he's the cutest!" it took me a few minutes to finally come to my senses! It's BbyBaceyn!! I forgot that he's got a pit with his 125z Club peeps. He kissed me on the forehead &amp;amp; walked off. Sweet of him. Oh btw, that's his daughter. Mira Aaliyah Binte Ardy Mirza DOB : 17 July 2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-7919565516491748742?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7919565516491748742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/missing-him-mode-i-was-at-work-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7919565516491748742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7919565516491748742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/missing-him-mode-i-was-at-work-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzYuD0r8FaI/AAAAAAAAAWU/T3pNBu5ldDA/s72-c/bby+with+mira.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-387730720190681767</id><published>2009-12-26T05:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T05:23:45.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S : iLOVEyou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;It's only been 20 goodminutes since I kissed you,Come back boo, I miss you. Wish I had 20 million hours to caress you,And undress you, to be continued.. Boy you, you don't know how it feels when you whisper in my ear. Boy you, you give my body chills whenever you are near And boy I got your lovin' on my mind. I got your lovin' on my mind. You got me wrapped up, packed up. Ribbon with a bow on it. . I got your lovin' on my mindI got your lovin' on my mind. You got me wrapped up, packed up. Ribbon with a bow on it. Wrapped up, packed up. Ribbon with a bow on it. Wrapped up, packed up. Ribbon with a bow on it. Sometimes we argue and we figh. tBut they better know that that's my baby. You might even think he cute. But everybody knows that I'm his . Everytime you see us, we super fly. So proud he's by my side. He knows I'm ride or die. You don't know how we roll. Holla at your people. Boy you, you don't know how it feels when you whisper in my ear. Boy you, you give my body chills, whenever you are near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ARDY MIRZA KAMALUDIN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;DOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;28 October 1982&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzUsEMk3wWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/IeNTwOVVgJs/s1600-h/bby4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419286177217233250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzUsEMk3wWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/IeNTwOVVgJs/s400/bby4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzUr-vjUZsI/AAAAAAAAAWE/xrBcEwoTfck/s1600-h/bby3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419286083526747842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzUr-vjUZsI/AAAAAAAAAWE/xrBcEwoTfck/s400/bby3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzUr-WEl4tI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8AVj6ism4qc/s1600-h/bby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419286076686983890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzUr-WEl4tI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8AVj6ism4qc/s400/bby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzUr-LmXBEI/AAAAAAAAAV0/fqMCtd0H3X8/s1600-h/bby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419286073875825730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzUr-LmXBEI/AAAAAAAAAV0/fqMCtd0H3X8/s400/bby1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzUr9pp1UZI/AAAAAAAAAVs/KjAL95iGtsg/s1600-h/bby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419286064763589010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzUr9pp1UZI/AAAAAAAAAVs/KjAL95iGtsg/s400/bby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzUr9d11j1I/AAAAAAAAAVk/4Q08hE9y17s/s1600-h/bby!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419286061592710994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzUr9d11j1I/AAAAAAAAAVk/4Q08hE9y17s/s400/bby!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-387730720190681767?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/387730720190681767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/ps-iloveyou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/387730720190681767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/387730720190681767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/ps-iloveyou.html' title='P.S : iLOVEyou'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SzUsEMk3wWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/IeNTwOVVgJs/s72-c/bby4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-1245005358839075301</id><published>2009-12-23T05:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T05:13:55.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey. im gonna update bout yesterday k? went out with BbyBaceyn. actually we arent a couple yet. i asked him &amp;amp; he said he dont want me to regret to be with him. whatcha say? LMAO. ok la fine, whatever. so yar. yesterday went out with him after work. went riding with him n etc. it was raining @ town. drizzling @ pasir ris too. he called me when he was @ PIE. i thought he wont ride in the RAIN!! now he's stuck in the rain. ergh! he insist to continue to ride &amp;amp; told me to get him a jacket as he's veryVERY cold. i thought i'll let him use my pink sweater. i bet he wont wanna use it coz DUDE! its pink! LOL. he called me again when he has arrived. i quickly got down. he gave me a surprise by sneaking behind me. lucky i didnt fall flat on my face as it was too slippery. i didnt saw him either! i only saw his bike parked right in front the lobby! pffft. pity him. all drenched &amp;amp; shivering in coldness. i gave him the pink sweater but he wanted to use the jacket im wearing. it's black in color but it's too small for him!! if he insist then.. i dont mind. ride here n there. saw an acccident on PIE after Tamps. pity the bike rider. geessh. i hate seeing bike accidents. i know how it is to be in an accident. ergh. i told him to be careful  &amp;amp; be alert at all times. he smile &amp;amp; laughed! get serious will ya. &amp;amp; do u know why i couldnt slp now? 'coz i called him earlier. he's not home yet. called him using home phone. LOL. caught ya baby. but he dont tell lies. maybe not the time yet for him to lie huh? hahaha. heard a girl's voice in the background. WTH. i pretend to be fine. but HELL yeah im not. &amp;amp; i cant sleep now!! ur the main cause! hateYOU! ok! im jealous. WHY cant i?! AM i falling in love easily? there's advantages &amp;amp; disadvantages to it right? i hope im not making the wrong move again. HOPEfully. how i wish i cud turn back time. &amp;amp; wont have to worry bout all these junky stuffs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;P.S : can i junk? i feel the need to start over it again. boo-HOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-1245005358839075301?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1245005358839075301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1245005358839075301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1245005358839075301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-1524608263926211838</id><published>2009-12-20T04:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T04:47:12.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sy058nP4r7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/UE2wK7VNTt4/s1600-h/tumblr_kusye6v2m21qzal4bo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417049640287121330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sy058nP4r7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/UE2wK7VNTt4/s400/tumblr_kusye6v2m21qzal4bo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥ bbybaceyn, Ardy Mirza Bin Kamaludin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sy058X3xa1I/AAAAAAAAAUs/wfTps3YfPFs/s1600-h/tumblr_kuswxkvs2c1qaw1tho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417049636159449938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sy058X3xa1I/AAAAAAAAAUs/wfTps3YfPFs/s400/tumblr_kuswxkvs2c1qaw1tho1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;when he's the only one who can make u smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in the middle of ur bad day w/o even trying.. that's love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sy05730JW9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/l6QyHs1sC1E/s1600-h/tumblr_kubqzdVWze1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417049627554307026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sy05730JW9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/l6QyHs1sC1E/s400/tumblr_kubqzdVWze1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;FUCK &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ayie&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Raez&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm leaving &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ayie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Raez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I wan my fucking PSP! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sy057sTB1iI/AAAAAAAAAUc/RQCZ93EzvXA/s1600-h/tumblr_ku1vv90W2J1qzq13no1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417049624462612002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sy057sTB1iI/AAAAAAAAAUc/RQCZ93EzvXA/s400/tumblr_ku1vv90W2J1qzq13no1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;you are not worthy of my tears, ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-1524608263926211838?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1524608263926211838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-hes-only-one-who-can-make-u-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1524608263926211838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1524608263926211838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-hes-only-one-who-can-make-u-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sy058nP4r7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/UE2wK7VNTt4/s72-c/tumblr_kusye6v2m21qzal4bo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-3867425069514998257</id><published>2009-12-20T03:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T03:43:46.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty much the reason why i wanna get married in my twenties.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;When/if I get married, I want to be really married. I want to still get surprised with little love notes left on the bed, and meaningful gifts that no one else understands. I want to be able to have sex all the time, anywhere we want. I want to be a couple that people think, ‘wow they’re really in love, it’s sickening.’ I don’t want the passion to die out. I don’t want to get married just because I got ‘knocked up’ or because I don’t think I’ll ever have another chance.I want to get married for the right reasons.Maybe it’s not real, and maybe it’s a fantasy, but it’s still my fantasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-3867425069514998257?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3867425069514998257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/pretty-much-reason-why-i-wanna-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/3867425069514998257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/3867425069514998257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/pretty-much-reason-why-i-wanna-get.html' title='pretty much the reason why i wanna get married in my twenties.'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-6343226239673653158</id><published>2009-12-18T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:41:45.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the say they like the way i'm walking. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hola. im back from CGH. i don't know why actually. my legs were too weak to even walk. doctors couldnt find out why either. LMAO. gundoo-ism. funny thing is. i told Dardar that i was warded &amp;amp; he don't believe me. WTH?! then thenext day Divas came to pay me a visit. Bby, Nana &amp;amp; Zila bought me a pack of Marlboro Ice Blast. niceNICE! keke. then Bby told me that she knows Dardar. guess it's true that Dardar is not the boyfriend kinda guy. should i still keep him or should i just let him go? i don't know. i tried calling him ytd but he didnt answered my calls. when i threatened him that i'll come down to his area then he picked up. he said he's at werk &amp;amp; had to answer to calls just now. Pathetic. i asked him why he deleted his Tagged account &amp;amp; he said better so no more girls. ROFL. wad a lame excuse. i tried not to think 'bout him. went online &amp;amp; chatted with Ardy Mirza. someone i've been contacting since last time. i admit i do have a crush on him but that was last time. he's a divorcee with a bbygirl 7yrs old. then he asked me when i'm gonna meet him. we've been contacting for quite a time but we didnt meet each other. no time (: yeahh. so i met him after isyak (supposed to be after maghrib,but he fell asleep!) he was wearing a sleeve-less checkered top with a long black cargo pants. he's cute!! honestly *melts* while i was with him, Dardar was never on my mind. maybe im too busy looking at him &amp;amp; smiling!! -__- he's plain cute! there was a time,he said he was thirsty. i suggest to walk. vending machine is available just 4/5 blocks away. we went to every vending machine but it's not werkingg!! damn! oh. saw Abg Fermin in a car. he shouted at me something, but i didnt quite hear him. Baceyn heard him tho. "Abg dah pass 2B &amp;amp; 3. Nti kiter race! " ROFL. i laughed all the way!! cant wait for the race ((: then we walked back to the playground where we sat earlier without any drinks! those UNO peeps kept looking at us. i just ignored them but Baceyn stared at them. then he suggest to ride to pump stations to get our drinks. i had a hard time to get on his bike. i cant feel my legs. Baceyn laughed at me. indeed he's a racer. he goes "weng,WENG,WENNGG" all the way. i got scared &amp;amp; hugged him tight! he asked me why but i told him i was cold. i dont want him to know that im scared. i mean HEY!! i'm a rider myself. been a longLONG time since i pilion!! right?!! but i did enjoy my time with him. i let him sleep on my lap. he looked so tired. pity him. then the sky went red so i suggest we go home. he kissed me on my forehead &amp;amp; we got home. i didnt want him to go actually. i thought of making him stay till the rain stops. when im on my bed.. he texted me. it rained! &amp;amp; he's stuck at TPE. i dont want him to ride in the rain. oh btw, his ride is 125z. &amp;amp; i think i'll be getting 125z for myself too. i just received a letter from LTA saying that im no longer the registered owner of my KRR! darned it. i miss my bike badly sia! damn itDAMN IT!! i texted Baceyn once i got up from bed. waited for his reply, i knew that he wont reply coz he told me his ppd is low. so i went online. he buzz me on FB. when i saw his name, i got excited. coz i've been busy copy &amp;amp; paste-ing his pictures &amp;amp; sending it to my phone. kekeke. yaaa...i'm happy. maybe just for a while. Love is a like a cycle. what goes around comes around. am i right? i might as well go with the flow. &amp;amp; to my Divas.. thanks for being with me whenever i need you! Cha!! thanks for coming by early in the morning. been a long time! i miss MY Baceyn. i love my fellow friends. but what about Dardar? should i? i dont know! need some help here.any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-6343226239673653158?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6343226239673653158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/hola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6343226239673653158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6343226239673653158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/hola.html' title='the say they like the way i&apos;m walking. . .'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-659078952502056561</id><published>2009-12-14T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:07:53.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that dayy . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;went to x' mas party with Holy Trinity. a conference was held at Fort Rd. then went to Sentosa with Hik &amp;amp; Amin, Atik, Dardar &amp;amp; Acun(his lil bro). didnt reali enjoy ourself coz we arrived at Pahlawan Beach at 1800hours.lifeguards told us to get out from the water but we still managed to get back in there! ((: i somehow sensed that Dardar is playing behind my back. i got home &amp;amp; checked his tagged profile. a girl,commented on his profile "baby iLOVEyou" darned it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tagged.com/profile.html?uid=5414745385"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;www.tagged.com/profile.html?uid=5414745385&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt; this is her tagged link. ass! she called me stupid?! look who's talking. when i asked Dardar, he said yar.. she's his GF. wat? gf as in ?? Fuck it all right. im sick n tired of his games. i've been thru it before. let's wait n see for the outcome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-659078952502056561?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/659078952502056561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/that-dayy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/659078952502056561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/659078952502056561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/that-dayy.html' title='that dayy . .'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-2828242982651026890</id><published>2009-12-13T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T03:11:21.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i n s o m n i a ; Mr. A</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;i was hungry before i talked to U, but after talking to U... i'm FED UP! yesshh! im so FED UP after talking to Dardar &amp;amp; Hik otp. it's late at 3.04am &amp;amp; Hik is still not home yet. where the hell could she be?? pffft -.- Dardar? urghh! he went out without telling me a thing! i texted him while at work. &amp;amp; he told me he's at home lazing around. when i called him on my cell, he didnt answered it. once i reached home, i dialled his no. &amp;amp; he's OUTSIDE! darned it baby! ass! LIAR! i bet u went out with some bitches. No more Mr. Nice Guy huh? i've told u before dun play with the fire. you're a fireman &amp;amp; u should what's best for u ryt? take cautious for now. Coz i wont be the same girl u noe before. karma will hit u right back baby. i'll be okay. dats u wan me to say right? hell to the yeah baby. no matter what u did to me.. i'll keep on smiling &amp;amp; say "I'm okay,Dardar" but honestly.. ur getting on my nerves. it's zook out night today. u told me ur out at Bugis. how in the world would i believe ur words again? pffft -.- we'll see tmrw. i'm tagging along with Momma to the X'mas partay @ Tamps Church. i dont know if we shud keep to our plans &amp;amp; even to meet u. i admit i do miss u but i hate it that i love u so much! i think its time for to wake up &amp;amp; start thinking! you're not worthy of my trust huns. It's playback time baby. Take it or leave it. I'm doing it my way,yeah Aby's way!! LMAO. big hugs &amp;amp; kisses dardar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-2828242982651026890?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2828242982651026890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-n-s-o-m-n-i-mr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2828242982651026890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2828242982651026890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-n-s-o-m-n-i-mr.html' title='i n s o m n i a ; Mr. A'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-1152615988354802800</id><published>2009-12-11T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T01:48:55.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Drunk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've changed my bloggy layout again. hahaha! kewl right? LoLs. so yarr. had a tiring day today at werk. Atik &amp;amp; Naazira came over to my workplace. They didnt get to blade coz they kinda lost their way to ECP. LMFAO. wad a pity! nehmind. there's always next time. When i've reached home, i called Dardar. We plan to go out this Sunday. Dardar thought of going Wild2 Wet. he ask Atik &amp;amp; Zaza to come along. Gosh! i miss him to the core. so badly. cant wait to meet him! ((: will update more soon! gotta slp early today! have to wake Dardar up for work tomorrow at 0640hours. nite Cyber Diary. XoXo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-1152615988354802800?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1152615988354802800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-drunk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1152615988354802800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1152615988354802800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-drunk.html' title='Love Drunk'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-8672059858701974811</id><published>2009-12-10T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T02:10:49.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I met Ayie today *partay* miss him alot sia! sex-cited! LMAO. met at Mcdonald's with Atik &amp;amp; Zaza. Zaza bullied him. asked him to carry her all the way home. he did the fireman lift to Zaza &amp;amp; Zaza face went red totally. Had fun laughing my hearts out. Got home, changed. Coz we going out again. Supposed to be Double Date. so called ah. We dont really have any plans yet so we just walked to E-Hub. OTW there, Ayie saw this KR. it was awesome. i adored it too. Ayie looked at it without a blink of the eye &amp;amp; he kissed the pillar with a loud thud! I laughed my heart out 'coz i experienced the same thing too while i walked to work. Cute him. Pity him, he failed his TP. its okay. there's always a next time (: once we're there. Hik insist on catching a movie but We (Ayie &amp;amp; Me) suggested to go bowling instead. Hik disagree! so we went separate ways from there. We went to check out the bowling alleys. It was too pack. We grabbed something to eat then chilled by the sea. We had Subway &amp;amp; Ayie sang to me. Goshh! i really miss him. No words can describe it. HONESTLY! A few hours later, we walked back. I told Ayie, i wanted to get a cotton candy. So i ate it "alone" while walking home. He dont eat the candy coz he said its so sweet for him. I finished it all by myself then ((: Somewhere near my house we saw that typical COUPLE again. Hik &amp;amp; Amin. LMAO. they still wanna chill. US? nawww! enough of chillings. we'll be chilling home. Ayie left at 2230hours coz he dun wanna miss his last train back to Chinese Garden. How i wish if he stayed somewhere nearer. Or maybe i'd still have my bike with me. So he cud stay a lil bit longer &amp;amp; i cud hitch him a ride home instead. hmphh. So when he left, i started to miss already. weird. its a just a minutes that he's gone home. I waited for him to get home &amp;amp; webcam with him. The first time i heard him say i'm sexy. coz usually he'll say something sarcastic like "bini aku mcm gajah"   -_____-"  LMFAO. so yarr. thats about it. i'll update more soon. . . Fazlee, Nurul rindu KAMU!!  XOXO!&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/843432415663961291-8672059858701974811?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8672059858701974811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-met-ayie-today-partay-miss-him-alot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8672059858701974811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8672059858701974811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-met-ayie-today-partay-miss-him-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-87889846566418574</id><published>2009-12-07T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:01:33.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to square one.</title><content type='html'>7th December. It's Epul birthday. I wanted to wish him via sms but on second thought, nawww! so i send him a message on FB instead (: saw his pictures. miss the time i had with him. memories will remain as memories. may all his wish come true &amp;amp; be happy always with his GF (;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, me &amp;amp; BF are in good terms liaoliao. he called me yesterday &amp;amp; said sorry. both of us are at faults. we dont have time for each other currently. he's shifting to Clementi soon. i hope i can still endure in this r'ship. "Love? It's kind of complicated, but I'll tell you this...the second you're willing to make yourself miserableto make someone else happy, that's love right there." MissDarDar, Ayie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-87889846566418574?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/87889846566418574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-to-square-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/87889846566418574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/87889846566418574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-to-square-one.html' title='Back to square one.'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-1308808014655496309</id><published>2009-12-05T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T01:35:50.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont miss him ; I miss who I thought he was</title><content type='html'>You broke me, you broke my heart,&lt;br /&gt;you broke everything!&lt;br /&gt;You turned my world upside down and inside out,&lt;br /&gt;BUT I know it was worth it for&lt;br /&gt;that one moment of love we had,&lt;br /&gt;it's a shame it went bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : This post is specially for Ayie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the risk &amp; texted him that night. I followed my instinct! I dont know if im doing the right thing now. I love him &amp; i know he do too, but im not so sure! After work, i told him we've got to go our own ways before he ditch me for some other Bi*ch. Well, what should i say right. He's a west sider &amp; we dont even have time to meet up recently since i just got a part time job. &amp; he's always busy PLUS! he's never been the one looking up for me! PFFT! So ya..we talked that night. tried to work things out but things got worst instead! So yeah! He's been ignoring my messages &amp; my calls now. I dont even F*cking know why. its up to him. He's got what he wanted after all. Karma awaits baybeh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-1308808014655496309?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1308808014655496309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-miss-him-i-miss-who-i-thought-he.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1308808014655496309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1308808014655496309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-miss-him-i-miss-who-i-thought-he.html' title='I dont miss him ; I miss who I thought he was'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-5384685826416697375</id><published>2009-11-23T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:19:52.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wizards of Waverly Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Greetings everyone! yaa. soo. im still unemployed! useless bum. INDEED that's me. bike has been repossesed! summons pouring in. geesh. felt like ending all this in a shut of the eyes! Dar helped me financially though. Sweet of him. His TP will be on 25th. Insya'allah.. i know he can do it. Dar wanted to ride his KR back. So we cud be the KR couple! hurhur. i dont know bout mine yet. DAMN it alot. GRR -__-" no use getting mad either. my bad! i chose the wrong path back then. urghhh! All along Hik is working! at LJS. screw it. students like her get jobs easily. &amp;amp; as for me. GAWD! i dont hv N Level Certs &amp;amp; it's so diff to get any job! i've been applying for all kinds of jobs on the net. Even went for all types of interviews. They said they'll call me. But nawwww! ERGH! How i wish i cud turn back time. How i wish i'm a wizard. If anyone of u happen to read this &amp;amp; u noe of any jobs vacancies that suits me. Pls inform me ayes. I'll appreciate it loads, frens. XOXO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-5384685826416697375?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5384685826416697375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/wizards-of-waverly-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/5384685826416697375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/5384685826416697375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/wizards-of-waverly-place.html' title='Wizards of Waverly Place'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-5977879872107379143</id><published>2009-11-19T05:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T05:48:30.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18112009 Dardar Ayie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;Oh Gosh.. This DAY This Date.. means alot to me! I met Ayie&lt;3&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:D@#$"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;D@#$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;! haha. OH! Forgot to put this in. Ayie came all the way to my block coz it was raining. He didnt want me to walk in the rain &amp;amp; fall sick the next day. Sweet aint he? I went out just as i received his msg. Took the lift with some school girls. They were mumbling something in Malay. They envy my hair. LOL. I curled my hair just before i went out. I dont want to look "masai" for once. When im out of the lift, those girls kept looking &amp;amp; smiling at me. I had to smile back! When i turned my head back, I saw Ayie&lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;Off to WhiteSands,to get somehing to eat. Ayie dont eat vegetables! His favourite dishes are Asam Pedas Ikan Pari, Lemak Cili Padi &amp;amp; Ayam Masak Merah. WOW-ness! I know how to cook these dishes! We then ate at Subway. i did a mistake while ordering Ayie's Sandwich. He dont eat tomatoes! UH-OH! Im sorry sweets! Then off to P.Ris Beach to the Horse Stable. Cute! Ayie promised to bring me there again in the evening. So we can see the horses being free-d.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;All the benches are wet. So we just sat on it &amp;amp; wet our panties! Ouhhh. Kinky huh? I Likeeee!~ hahaha! Cuckoo-ism liaoliao. Ayie then send me off until my void deck. Then he walked back to the interchange. He should shift house soon! Get a house somewhere near to me instead of Jurong! hahaha! Just kidding. Oh btw, WE did kissed &amp;amp; hugged. This time round its Hugsssss &amp;amp; Kissesssssss! LMAO. While Ayie was walking to the interchange, i called him up. Company him till he got on the train. We talked 'bout us &amp;amp; we made some confessions towards each other. This time round im not shy....SO........Yeah We're A Thing Now! Like It? YES! I aint kidding yaw! Im attached to Ayie! Hell to the YEAH yaw~ hurhur! From now onwards, i'll be address-ing him as Dardar in my blog. He called me "Aby", i dont know what it means but it did sounds weird ryt? Lmao. So Yar. Atik, dont blame me hor! Your lappy break down just like that. I'll try to get it repaired soon. I'm sorry i wont be active on FB &amp;amp; takecare of our Fishes &amp;amp; Cafes ): I'll be waiting for u to get home Atik! &amp;amp; to Dardar. thanks for coming all the way here. You stayed up just to meet me. Your eyes were SO red just now. I appreciate everything that u did to me today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;P.S : I'll be waiting for ur call tmr. Get more rest. Missing u badly! XoXo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-5977879872107379143?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5977879872107379143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/18112009-dardar-ayie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/5977879872107379143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/5977879872107379143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/18112009-dardar-ayie.html' title='18112009 Dardar Ayie'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-1671342614005065648</id><published>2009-11-17T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T18:27:07.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SwJ6VelkcNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Jv6sr4M_QDI/s1600/2054467257_e0d891a10b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405017012204499154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SwJ6VelkcNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Jv6sr4M_QDI/s400/2054467257_e0d891a10b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;I thought i wont shed a tear. But i cried! OMG! I dont knnow why but i'm missing her more! Miss her stupid nonsense! Miss her "mak lapar!". Miss her laughter. Miss her smile. Everything!! Grrrr.! Atik cepat balik k! Jgn luper souvenir jgk tau! weMISSyou!&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/843432415663961291-1671342614005065648?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1671342614005065648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/fly-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1671342614005065648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1671342614005065648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/fly-away.html' title='Fly away!'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SwJ6VelkcNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Jv6sr4M_QDI/s72-c/2054467257_e0d891a10b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-7375578659230055384</id><published>2009-11-16T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:41:47.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When's my turn? o.O"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Atik going to &lt;em&gt;HongKong&lt;/em&gt; tmr. I'm happy for her but still jealousy is there! I didnt get to go overseas when i was her age. Not fair !~ HMPHH! Whatever it is, i hope u'll have a safe flight &amp;amp; enjoy your stay there. Don't forget to bring back some souvenirs for US hor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will be sending Atik off tmr @ T2 1030hours. Thanks Kak Ya for the Baileys &amp;amp; lending Atik her Huge Red Luggage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where are you Ayie? I&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xoxoxo!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-7375578659230055384?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7375578659230055384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/whens-my-turn-oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7375578659230055384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7375578659230055384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/whens-my-turn-oo.html' title='When&apos;s my turn? o.O&quot;'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-3140555207224463788</id><published>2009-11-15T22:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T06:01:35.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫♫Meet MR. AYIE,my sarcastic date♫♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Met my new date today , Ayie. He's cute! He came all the way from Jurong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;How sweet is that! He came by public. He got his license revoked due to speeding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He treat me to MacDonalds. He's a big bully. Reminds me of Abg &amp;amp; Adk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The way he talked is just like Abg. Full of sarcasm. HahaHAhaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;FYI, He's a firemen too! I know. Another buaya darat AGAIN. -___-" ANW GDbye Md. Raez. I dont see a need for u in my life anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Am so looking forward to our next meeting. *shrugs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm happy that I didnt fall into in Raez's trap either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I should be thanking Raez for his presence in a moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; Mr. Ayie!! Miss-ing ur hugs &amp;amp; kisses u gave me just now! xoxo!&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/843432415663961291-3140555207224463788?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3140555207224463788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/3140555207224463788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/3140555207224463788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-date.html' title='♫♫Meet MR. AYIE,my sarcastic date♫♫'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-2416204880137215579</id><published>2009-11-15T18:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T05:58:52.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GDbye Mohd Raez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He torn me to pieces. I knew this was coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought i was ready for it but Gawd im not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know he can never be mine. I did tried to back off before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But he told me not to. He said he needed me. I was STOO-PID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;STOO-PID!! Should have trusted my 1st instinct! GRR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks Dude. I'm happy that it's over now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Congratulations to u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S : I'm not missing u &amp;amp; I'm not mad at u (: &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/843432415663961291-2416204880137215579?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2416204880137215579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/bleeding-love-mohd-raez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2416204880137215579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2416204880137215579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/bleeding-love-mohd-raez.html' title='GDbye Mohd Raez'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-7592197619928252255</id><published>2009-11-15T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:59:41.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Lil Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv7h0vV7rHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/rrNRiXZNTsA/s1600-h/zaza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404004899069078642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv7h0vV7rHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/rrNRiXZNTsA/s400/zaza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ohh yar! To Zaza, get well soon Baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;you. YES! i do! everyone is falling ill real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i can sense that. GEESH! me &amp;amp; my senses! LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-7592197619928252255?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7592197619928252255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-lil-princess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7592197619928252255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7592197619928252255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-lil-princess.html' title='That Lil Princess'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv7h0vV7rHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/rrNRiXZNTsA/s72-c/zaza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-6422648417607092659</id><published>2009-11-14T17:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:14:32.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥I'm not ONE of those annoying EMO kids ; I'm one of the COOL ones♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;whatever i wanna say is written in the pics&lt;br /&gt;enjoy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv6BVhrU9vI/AAAAAAAAAT0/OVi7n3PNoHg/s1600-h/vcbgdb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403898809708508914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv6BVhrU9vI/AAAAAAAAAT0/OVi7n3PNoHg/s400/vcbgdb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv6AwVsSRRI/AAAAAAAAATk/5C7JE3bkKXk/s1600-h/vcb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403898170836141330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv6AwVsSRRI/AAAAAAAAATk/5C7JE3bkKXk/s400/vcb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv6Ao5OI-nI/AAAAAAAAATc/ei7_tJUm3Gs/s1600-h/hfs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403898042934426226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv6Ao5OI-nI/AAAAAAAAATc/ei7_tJUm3Gs/s400/hfs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i ♥ that redbull&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv6AhquyvlI/AAAAAAAAATU/9Ron9hbiw90/s1600-h/gdhs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403897918785764946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv6AhquyvlI/AAAAAAAAATU/9Ron9hbiw90/s400/gdhs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv6ATZkXYQI/AAAAAAAAATE/gS-dbbP6A4M/s1600-h/dg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403897673660457218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv6ATZkXYQI/AAAAAAAAATE/gS-dbbP6A4M/s400/dg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv5_-M44hNI/AAAAAAAAAS0/EdrT_cxUyvM/s1600-h/asdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403897309479601362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv5_-M44hNI/AAAAAAAAAS0/EdrT_cxUyvM/s320/asdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm ♥-ing all these pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've edit &amp;amp; added some quotes to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S : I&lt;em&gt;MISS&lt;/em&gt;YOU&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;br /&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kimmy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-6422648417607092659?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6422648417607092659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-one-of-those-annoying-emo-kids-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6422648417607092659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6422648417607092659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-one-of-those-annoying-emo-kids-im.html' title='♥I&apos;m not ONE of those annoying EMO kids ; I&apos;m one of the COOL ones♥'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sv6BVhrU9vI/AAAAAAAAAT0/OVi7n3PNoHg/s72-c/vcbgdb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-7789600736903937765</id><published>2009-11-10T02:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T03:40:31.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>** MahmudRashid 's Tiramisu Delivery **</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;it's Momma's birthday today. We planned to make a lil suprise for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Borrowed some books to learn how to bake a cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;but i dont think we're capable of baking a cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;so we planned out something else then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Atik &amp;amp; Me fetch Zaza from school as usual then headed to ShengSiong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;to get bananas &amp;amp; chocolates. something in the menu,we're making later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;called Hik to check out on her,when we're there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;she told us that she's having dinner with her GodBrother! Darn it! *roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;so we asked her to get most of the items instead! LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;while we're in the bus heading home, Momma called Atik's phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Atik didnt know wad to say to Momma so she passed it to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i dont know either! so i just told Momma that we're from the shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we got her the eggs that she wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;heading home soon after company-ing Zaza to the playground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Phheeeewww~ lucky Momma didnt ask loads of questions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;once we've reached the front door. Atik took the eggs out from the ShengSiong plastics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;pretend that the plastic torn while on the way back home! Lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;plastics torn but the eggs were in still good quality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Atik stop it with the "tak-perlu" face! You shud have wait till Momma ask u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;not tell her bout the plastic story once u see her..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;lucky Momma didnt suspect anything! -___-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i hide the other plastics somewhere near the front door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;later on, Zaza wants us to help her with the fire crackers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;so i light the candle &amp;amp; the fire cracker too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;easire for Zaza to light hers later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;but then Zaza ran inside screaming. idk wat the hell is going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;so Atik &amp;amp; me played it instead.. -_____-" quite fun though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we burned "a thing" &amp;amp; it caught on fire! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;big fire!! with dark black smoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;remind us of an incident when Dad was barbecue-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;the firemen came up &amp;amp; tried to break into our house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOL. false alarm Mr. Firemen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;weird thing is. Momma didnt realise the plastics when she walked to the front door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;could she be pretending not to see it or she really didnt see it? O.o"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;a few minutes later,once we're done with the fire crackers, Hik came home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i helped her with the plastics. while she started out with her "drama" sessions with Momma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;pretended that she had extra lessons at school when the fact is......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;she went out to look for Momma's lil surprise thingy. Lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we waited till its 2330hrs then we plan something out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Momma was too engrossed with her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alamak.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;so we thought of going online &amp;amp; pretend to &lt;em&gt;MahmudRashid&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we were lucky we cud get online. Stoo-pid of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we dont even know how to PM her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;so chatted with her on the main page of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alamak.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;she didnt suspect anything so i let Atik handle it instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i went to the kitchen to get the suprise thingy going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;hell yeah i'm clumsy! lucky Momma didnt step into the kitchen. ROFL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;finally it's 0000hours. we told everyone online that its Momma's bdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&amp;amp; everyone began to wish her((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i woke Hik up from the sofa coz i really need help in the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;while we were busy in the kitchen, Atik get the table ready &amp;amp; drew Momma a big Bdae poster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-siz: ;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;once we're ready.. Atik &amp;amp; me changed our clothes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-siz: ;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we thought Momma will ask us questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-siz: ;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;.....but when i told her, im going out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-siz: ;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;she said "OK! buy for me ciggies too!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-siz: ;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i was like "WHAT?!" the plan turn out as we planned! OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-siz: ;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we went out of ideas already. so i had to come up with something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-siz: ;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-siz: ;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-siz: ;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me : Mak, kiter actually nak turun bawah skejap. Jumpa MahmudRashid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mak : Untuk aper? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me : Alah MahmudRashid. Die deliver tiramisu cake ahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;then she was like "huh?!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;now then she remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;she chatted with someone named "MahmudRashid" on Alamak.com ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;then she got up &amp;amp; try to get her way into the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Atik blocked Momma with her Big Birthday Poster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i didnt know wat to do next so i just stood there looking at Momma's reaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then suddenly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"POPP!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gosh! Hik pop-ped the sparkling juice without asking me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;the juice overflow-ed &amp;amp; Hik just went out like that. LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We then brought the stuffs out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Momma just look at us in awe ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we snap-ed pictures of Momma &amp;amp; the cute mousse cakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;then we began to share with Momma whatt exactly happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we had an AWE-some time telling her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;she blushed away &amp;amp; began hitting anyone who's sitting next to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pity Atik )): she had to endure the slap-ings &amp;amp; pinch-es! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;here's some pictures of Momma's lil suprise Birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We did record a video of us singing happy bday for Momma in Malay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;...but craps..! didnt work out. so i dont think am gonna post it here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;enjoy looking at the pictures then! *peace*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;iLOVEyou,Momma. noone can ever replace u in my heart♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="OVERFLOW: auto; 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borrowed 6 new books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;2 of them are cook books. we thought of making something for Momma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;it's her birthday this Tuesday ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Hik, Atik &amp;amp; me agreed to make a cake. but im worried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;worried that the cake wont turn out as it's supposed to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;no doubts! practise makes purrrr-FECTTT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;hopefully yeahh! but i guess Momma wont mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;coz we're gonna make her "something" with full of LOVE♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;went to get ice cream from Mcdonald's before we head home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Abg Semutz texted me. he said that his bike exploded.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i was shocked! is it true that its normal for Gilera to explode if it overheats??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;lucky im not into Gileras! hurhur ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;they sucks to the core for now. *FACTS* See Hik? its made of plastic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;at 2359hours Abg Semutz called me &amp;amp; made plans for his belated bday outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;he said i could bring my family along. he wont mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;so i thought that would be good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;he planned to go Sakura. &amp;amp; i told him we should go to Marina Barrage after meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;he's fine with it. but im scared Momma dont wanna tag along. hmmphh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;its okayy.. i can talk to Momma till she change her mind ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;chatted with Haida 'bout our EX, Dale, earlier on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;she posted a comment on Hannah's picture. * naked cam whore *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;hurhur ^.^ we know that room. it's green in color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;" D A L E ' S R O O M B A B Y ! ! ! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;we chatted bout Dale for awile. then i got to know that Danielle did made out with Dale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Hmmmmmppphhhh! i swear im gonna kill Dale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;but heck it. what's past is past. he's no longer mine. i did told him to stop bothering me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;but i dont think he got my message! -_____-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;all the while he thought im getting married at the end of this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;stoo-pid of him. i had no choice but lied to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i wonder how many girls is stuck in his trap now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;pity those girls. i tried getting Hannah out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;but she's some kind of a "she-thinks-she-knows-everything"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;so i gave up &amp;amp; waits for the time she'll realise all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;this is just a dream for her. Haida, Syazie, Danielle, Me &amp;amp; many others girls went thru it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;we've had enough of his bull-shits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So, Hannah, stop complaining if Dale is cheating on u. we did warn u,sweets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&amp;amp; oh! Raez,he spotted the change in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i've been hiding things bout me from him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i just dont think its important to tell him anymore ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;all i can say is "Im fine (: " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;dont worry much bout me. worry bout urself instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;geesh i do talk alot huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;ok la im done here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&amp;amp; to all those Chelsea fans out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;dont get too happy yaw! *peace*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;p.s : i'm sorry Raez ):&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/843432415663961291-9108228853025805331?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/9108228853025805331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/abg-semutz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/9108228853025805331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/9108228853025805331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/abg-semutz.html' title='Preparations for Momma&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-5429817051902646030</id><published>2009-11-08T16:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T05:54:08.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*ignoring Raez*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unday&lt;/span&gt; today. i forced myself to sleep till 1400hrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but a text from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gf&lt;/span&gt;, woke me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;asking if i would like to tag along to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fizah's&lt;/span&gt; chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i turn her offer down for i don't wanna be lonely there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she'll be with her boyfriend. &amp;amp; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even know most of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fizah's&lt;/span&gt; friend there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i received his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt; before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Gf's&lt;/span&gt;. but i kind of ignored hi texts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i didn't want to do that though.! but i just gotta bring myself to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;am watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; right now. "don't mess with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Zorhan&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;funny show indeed. i had a fun time laughing by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;log in to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Fb&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Msn&lt;/span&gt; at 1628hours. checked his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Fb&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; see whether he's online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;took my daily advise on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Fb&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;amp; it says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Spend some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; alone..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i guess it's true ; spend my time alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;**sorry, peace out**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvaEAAaIRaI/AAAAAAAAAOc/X1aAzdEVVFg/s1600-h/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401649938721949090" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvaEAAaIRaI/AAAAAAAAAOc/X1aAzdEVVFg/s320/peace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♥♥&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Kimmy&lt;/span&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvaEAAaIRaI/AAAAAAAAAOc/X1aAzdEVVFg/s1600-h/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvaEAAaIRaI/AAAAAAAAAOc/X1aAzdEVVFg/s1600-h/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-5429817051902646030?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5429817051902646030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/emo-mode-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/5429817051902646030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/5429817051902646030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/emo-mode-on.html' title='*ignoring Raez*'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvaEAAaIRaI/AAAAAAAAAOc/X1aAzdEVVFg/s72-c/peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-3305184362140945046</id><published>2009-11-08T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:24:40.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh-oh UH-OH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he texted me at 2357hours. asked if he could read my blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pffft -___-" of coz i'd say "NO!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but then i gave in &amp;amp; told him i'd give him the link when he's home later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeahYEAH! im too humble. its just a blog. my online diary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont think i shud keep any secrets from him either -____-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i THINK !! idk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k laa... im beat. wanna watch tv &amp;amp; read my book.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATIK! gimme my book back,YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*roll eyes* u borrowed urs from the library,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but u aint reading it. hmph!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-3305184362140945046?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3305184362140945046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/uh-oh-uh-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/3305184362140945046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/3305184362140945046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/uh-oh-uh-oh.html' title='uh-oh UH-OH!'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-7859373477831402584</id><published>2009-11-07T23:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T05:52:00.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Just a crush ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm crushing on someone ; refer to my &lt;em&gt;previous&lt;/em&gt; post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; know if i should be serious with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;we've had a heart to heart talk before. &amp;amp; we're aware that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm not ready to get to the next step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;im scared to fall in love again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dont wanna be a broken hearted girl again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dont wanna put his name up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;'coz im afraid his ex would blog hop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;amp; end up reading this bloggy of mine ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;well he said he's moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;unfortunately, not his ex-girlfriend. (i think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it's ok if she doesn't. i mean. if she's still trying to get back with him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;why not?! i'll just back off.! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;this is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i know myself too well (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dont want to hurt him or worst ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i told his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;best friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; *secret!* he's good at keeping secrets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i've been trying my best to avoid him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dont know if im making the right moves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;as what people keep telling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Go with the flow"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yupsYUPS im doing just that,people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;amp; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Baby Ayang &amp;amp; Ain Cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i hope everything is going smoothly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;just update me if u hv any problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm always here for u. a phone call away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;AS always.! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;most of my gfs are having problems with their boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Weird. lucky im not into r'ship right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday chatted with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abg(Haidil).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;he asked me if im attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hell NO im not. &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;amp; he included that i've lose weight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WEIRD-ness. i doubt so!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;putting on weight &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;! losing weight &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NAW&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i do lose some weight some day.. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;miss going out with Abg &amp;amp; Adk(Hairil). these twins are always up to something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;they never failed to make me smile or LAUGH! hmph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;love-ing &amp;amp; miss-ing them truckloadss♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;miss being Adk's pillion. miss racing with Abg. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;met &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zul Kecyk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; just now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;got back &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Atik&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s PSP &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Momma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt; Hp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha! screw him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;he lost the memory cards! hmph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;was on the bike with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Atik&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;riding with the slowest speed ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;there's alot of guys by the railings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;we cudn't see him anywhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;then suddenly a guy turned &amp;amp; looked at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;he looks so familiar! DAMN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zul Kecyk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;he's so tanned! &amp;amp; plus HE'S HAWT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hahaha! Atik, i'd say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is HOT-ter than &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haili&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i have the FINAL say. no more debates! *roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-7859373477831402584?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7859373477831402584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-or-crush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7859373477831402584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7859373477831402584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-or-crush.html' title='♥ Just a crush ♥'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-6641345319544719912</id><published>2009-11-07T04:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T05:09:41.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i n s o m n i a</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="OVERFLOW: auto; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 250px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPhBB0b8I/AAAAAAAAAOM/yn5fCFRobIg/s1600-h/zaza.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401099650498588610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPhBB0b8I/AAAAAAAAAOM/yn5fCFRobIg/s320/zaza.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPg-gnNgI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-LVkq-SWFuU/s1600-h/putih1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401099649822438914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPg-gnNgI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-LVkq-SWFuU/s320/putih1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPguKY1HI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dZIuygQS824/s1600-h/putih.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401099645434254450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPguKY1HI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dZIuygQS824/s320/putih.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPMQ-HoBI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9_JfqpAYkBQ/s1600-h/me+n+bby.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401099294000783378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPMQ-HoBI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9_JfqpAYkBQ/s320/me+n+bby.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPMNAsu6I/AAAAAAAAANs/fMWiqcXj_Yo/s1600-h/girlf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401099292937862050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPMNAsu6I/AAAAAAAAANs/fMWiqcXj_Yo/s320/girlf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPL_VD9TI/AAAAAAAAANk/BcBujZYbCrE/s1600-h/eat+eat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401099289265173810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPL_VD9TI/AAAAAAAAANk/BcBujZYbCrE/s320/eat+eat.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPLSgwo1I/AAAAAAAAANc/nvk_WbAIbMc/s1600-h/aida+bdae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401099277234643794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPLSgwo1I/AAAAAAAAANc/nvk_WbAIbMc/s320/aida+bdae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPLPVaXII/AAAAAAAAANU/Aui_jaGHess/s1600-h/24july.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401099276381740162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPLPVaXII/AAAAAAAAANU/Aui_jaGHess/s320/24july.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSP0B9hyFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/H1VwUPk42Mc/s1600-h/momma+n+pops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401099977166538834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSP0B9hyFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/H1VwUPk42Mc/s320/momma+n+pops.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;clock is ticking. now is &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;0457hours&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;&amp;amp; i dont even feel aleepy at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;darned it! -_____-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;all my friends went offline &lt;em&gt;liaoliao&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;so i thought of updating my blog. &lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;so just now. Momma asked me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"where u in the kitchen when i was on the phone?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;i was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"NO!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;all the while i was sitting by the desk, fb-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;how could i be in the kitchen.. o.O"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;then Momma said she saw someone like me entering the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LoL&lt;/strong&gt;. im not surprised! ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;seen her &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt;. That's why i've been having problems sleeping at night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;MISS&lt;/strong&gt; alot of people nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;DONT&lt;/strong&gt; know why! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;my girlfriends.! my bestfriends.! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;especially &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY DAD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;weird. all of a sudden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;it just strikes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;so i thought of putting up their pics in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;so when im bored, i cud just look at their pichas on my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;teeheee ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;so here it goes. &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/843432415663961291-6641345319544719912?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6641345319544719912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-n-s-o-m-n-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6641345319544719912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6641345319544719912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-n-s-o-m-n-i.html' title='i n s o m n i a'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvSPhBB0b8I/AAAAAAAAAOM/yn5fCFRobIg/s72-c/zaza.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-1404719387926572293</id><published>2009-11-06T17:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:08:00.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss him♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="OVERFLOW: auto; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPsw2CI9xI/AAAAAAAAALc/HwRkwP_MVvU/s200/7820_128394813665_694093665_2569178_1528145_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPswm7zT0I/AAAAAAAAALU/0EOFHkdEsSk/s1600-h/7820_128394808665_694093665_2569177_2205210_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400920697976606530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPswm7zT0I/AAAAAAAAALU/0EOFHkdEsSk/s200/7820_128394808665_694093665_2569177_2205210_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guess what???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've got a letter from &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no doubts. he's my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;best-est BESTfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;KhairulAmri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. akan ku tunggu kepulangan mu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gwe kangen banget sama kamu sih!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;urghh! &amp;amp; ur &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;letter&lt;/span&gt; is so the malay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hurhur ^.^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just his letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; im so happy for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; my bike is pending for re-possesion on 16.11.2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;summons are due. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;courts letter are pouring in like raindrops now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont give a damn liaoliao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*PEACE*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-1404719387926572293?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1404719387926572293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1404719387926572293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1404719387926572293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-him.html' title='i miss him♥'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPtUNjvvSI/AAAAAAAAANM/CBETZq_eBpo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-2520797755277059469</id><published>2009-11-06T16:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:12:59.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im BACKK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;damn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! had a hard time cleaning this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;as u can see. its totally changed!&lt;br /&gt;i dont hv &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;that guy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pichas anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;^.^&lt;/strong&gt; i'm so happy! WEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;credits to "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ATIK&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;sorry to waste ur time. &lt;em&gt;LMAO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;soo... YA!! am just updating 'bout my &lt;em&gt;current&lt;/em&gt; status for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im single &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; available..currently dating. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wont wanna know who he is either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh..&amp;amp; im still contacting my previous ex-Boify,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Suhaimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he helped me alot ((: owe him a big time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Momma &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; of marry-ing me off to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still thinking 'bout it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; wanna end up regret-ing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'coz he &lt;em&gt;failed&lt;/em&gt; his first marriage.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stood him up &amp;amp; left him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*roll eyes* &lt;/strong&gt;Bitches. can't tell good guys from Bad Guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually, he's a great guy. even though he has a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TATTOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which i got so "turned off" ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he did shower me with care &amp;amp; concern all the while i'm with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it's just that.. ERGH! forget it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just can't get the words to put it in a sentence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what im trying to say here is, im confuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont wanna be heartbreak again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont wanna make another mistake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna get my Mr. Right &amp;amp; spend my life with him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"insya'allah" till the end of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've had enoough of relationshps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i mean. this &lt;strong&gt;boyfriends girlfriends&lt;/strong&gt; thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its so sucky! im bored of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i promised momma that i'll change to be a better person in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all i need is guidance from everyone. i mean it, EVERYONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont care who u are, what u are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just guide me along. if i've done something wrong, just tell me straight in the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wont mind, honestly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but if its unreasonable, u'll know it later. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geesh! i think i gotta stop here for now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will update this blog real soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;promise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-2520797755277059469?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2520797755277059469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-backk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2520797755277059469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2520797755277059469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-backk.html' title='im BACKK!!'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-812554333548920707</id><published>2009-11-01T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:38:54.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween With Family on 31.10.2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="OVERFLOW: auto; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 250px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SuyFdgva44I/AAAAAAAAAKg/5nPGcrjZsH4/s1600-h/IMG_8463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398836795361911682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SuyFdgva44I/AAAAAAAAAKg/5nPGcrjZsH4/s200/IMG_8463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SuyFdEpmFnI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/6rgjfUdeSeI/s1600-h/IMG_8499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398836787821287026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SuyFdEpmFnI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/6rgjfUdeSeI/s200/IMG_8499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SuyFdQqiNXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/YJK-731azkA/s1600-h/IMG_8431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398836791046452594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SuyFdQqiNXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/YJK-731azkA/s200/IMG_8431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SuyFc-8Xj4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/E1pCtXOhnko/s1600-h/IMG_8376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398836786289414018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SuyFc-8Xj4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/E1pCtXOhnko/s200/IMG_8376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SuyFcugTQzI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tgdQ7qgpzXY/s1600-h/IMG_8375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398836781876724530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SuyFcugTQzI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tgdQ7qgpzXY/s200/IMG_8375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;holla yaw! ALAS. have something to update bout today. hahaha! oh ya i guessed most of my loved ones know what happen to me lately right? geesh. yar so. im hoping to change for the better. so please guide me along aytes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;so today i went to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Singapore Night Safari&lt;/span&gt; with my family. Hik treat us to the tickets. Momma's paying fer the cab fares. Funny how scared Momma was when she saw &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mr. Vampire&lt;/span&gt; right at the entrance of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Night Safari&lt;/span&gt;. She ran straight into one of the shops there. hid &amp;amp; waited while we waited for her outside. pity Zaza! scared to death in her stroller. well what can i say? she'll be tired if she were to walk all the way right! i wont be able to carry her. Atik? i doubt so! haha. wanna know why? stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;we joined the queue, which was so damn long! got furious with peeps in the queue. all those &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Kang-Cheong Chinese&lt;/span&gt;! always cutting queues! darned it. we didnt get the tix for Tram Rides. so we walked all the way. ^.^ we entered this path. it says something like &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"No Return Path".&lt;/span&gt; haha! screw it. im not even scared. it was like a jungle path. dark n eerie. haha! pity Atik. OH-YA! my permed hair got wet &amp;amp; lose its perm-ness! no more pretty girl. haha. i know i know. im not pretty. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;we walked &amp;amp; walked &amp;amp; walked. i was the photographer by then. all of a sudden, a figure came out of nowhere &amp;amp; scared the hell outta us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Momma : Dah cukup-cukup! takmmo takot kan aku. aku nk terkencing nie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;LMAO. u shud see the expressions on Momma's face. Damn funny i tell u! Atik was screaming her lungs out ; she looked pale too! oh! do watch out for us on TV. hahaha! i think so. there was cameras all over. recording our screams. but the funny thing is. its not even scary for me! -___-" after a long walk. we settle down for some Hotdogs &amp;amp; drinks. damn pricey. 4 meals = $55 ++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;after a LONG,long rest. we tried to find our way out. which brought us to a dark place n eventually we lost our way. thanks to the tourist guides! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KIM &amp;amp; HIK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;we finally got the way out. but we have to overcome the ghosts again. which Atik wont be able to take it. Momma was too tired. &amp;amp; keeps quiet all the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;we hanged around the main entrance &amp;amp; took pictures with the Ghosts again. damn Mr. Vampire. scared a girl till she had a great fall. her foot was stucked in between two rocks. i had a great time laughing at her. Momma laughed too but kept quiet when Mr. Vampire stared straight at her. LMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Momma &amp;amp; me went for a smoke while waiting for our cab. 3mins later, Mr. Taxi Driver called us. Jyeah! we did took our own sweet time smoking there. hahaha! head back home straight. Momma was exhausted after a long walk. ME? im getting sicker now. )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-812554333548920707?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/812554333548920707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-with-family-on-31102009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/812554333548920707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/812554333548920707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-with-family-on-31102009.html' title='Halloween With Family on 31.10.2009'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SuyFdgva44I/AAAAAAAAAKg/5nPGcrjZsH4/s72-c/IMG_8463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-37588178838287462</id><published>2009-09-10T06:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:08:39.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikers' Aid 2009 with Racing Poker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="OVERFLOW: auto; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 250px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sqg7afxXQvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ko0iQDiKa4I/s1600-h/IMG_5160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379615081285239538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sqg7afxXQvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ko0iQDiKa4I/s320/IMG_5160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sqg7ZnxW5hI/AAAAAAAAAJo/V647XJLYrLo/s1600-h/bg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379615066252830226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sqg7ZnxW5hI/AAAAAAAAAJo/V647XJLYrLo/s320/bg.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sqg7aI2koMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4xoMbSuTt6g/s1600-h/cbkjg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379615075133071554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sqg7aI2koMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4xoMbSuTt6g/s320/cbkjg.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sqg7ZNiWQZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/NafGYpfIKjA/s1600-h/b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379615059210551698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 677px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 471px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sqg7ZNiWQZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/NafGYpfIKjA/s320/b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;tag along to TAA escort..(i think so -____-")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;with the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Racing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Poker &lt;/span&gt;guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;miss those guys sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&amp;amp; god. i cant stand the rumours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;someone saw a "yanyan" sticker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;on my helmet &amp;amp; claimed that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;attach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&amp;amp; assumed that my bf is one of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pokers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;ain't that's lame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;urggh! well guys guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;"Yanyan" sticker is just a sticker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;he used to be a friend of mine during Secondary School days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;we've passed our bike license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;so i don't see any wrongs by putting our names on each other helmets' right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;doesn't mean that he's gotta be my bf then i could put his name on it ryt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;darned! guys. they're just full of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;just can't get the facts right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&amp;amp; keeps on assuming things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;won't even let a lady correct them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;let's just forget about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&amp;amp; so ya.. on the 06.09.09 Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;the Bikers' Aid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;i was with the Racing Poker Team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;we took pictures with Team Exile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;didnt realise that one of them is my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;hahaha! funny right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;too busy taking pictures, can't even recognise my own friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;so..ya! saw Epul there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;EPUL &amp;amp; the gang were there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i knew it. i knew he'll be there. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;sorry EPUL! had to mention ur name here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&amp;amp; yes EPUL. that guy who rode my bike isn't my bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;who he is to me is none of u guys' business aytes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;yeahh.. Devotious Diva.. i miss them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;but as i can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;up till today.. i can spot changes in every single one of u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;oh well not really all of u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;hahaha! trying to be pathetic here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;Shasha Ice has been behaving strangethese few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;making plans with Rose w/o telling any of us(Divas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;which got Rose n Baby into conflicts once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;DONT YOU GUYS KNOW HOW I F*CKING HATE THAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;why cant there be peace between Divas &amp;amp; Nalors for once?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;i'd be glad if Shasha Ice could read my blog though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;sorry i couldn't spend time with u Divas anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;im too busy with work &amp;amp; family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;but Ice is too much for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;i've talked to Zilla via MSN last nyt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&amp;amp; she told me that Ice was too rude to her on MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;ONE fine day..i'll need to meet u Divas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;something urgent 'bout Divas, Me &amp;amp; Racing Poker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;i think u got some clue here right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;i see no point if we Divas keep up this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;we wont get anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;it's pointless with all the conflicts &amp;amp; backstabbings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;ok here's something i wanna share with u taggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;some pictures n videos of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Racing Poker&lt;/span&gt; at Bikers' Aid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i edit it with some song. credits goes to Atik for helping me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;SO 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href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/bikers-aid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/37588178838287462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/37588178838287462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/bikers-aid.html' title='Bikers&apos; Aid 2009 with Racing Poker'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sqg7afxXQvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ko0iQDiKa4I/s72-c/IMG_5160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-8919642649398219263</id><published>2009-08-25T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:05:21.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I throw all of your stuff away &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then I clear you out of my head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tear you out of my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and ignore all your messages&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tell everyone we are through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cause I'm so much better without you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but its just another pretty--lie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cause I break down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everytime you come around"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8yXTjMmHSaY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8yXTjMmHSaY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im just loving that song by Demi Lovato.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm.. my ankle is swollen btw.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;accidentally knocked on my pillion's footrest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stoo-pid i know.. pffft -_-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-8919642649398219263?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8919642649398219263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-7172811596719560796</id><published>2009-08-23T17:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:03:40.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August 23rd 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry peeps. been busy lately with work.&lt;br /&gt;hardly have time to upload my blog.&lt;br /&gt;anyways,thanks fer passing by my blog yeah..&lt;br /&gt;will try to update more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..it's the 2nd day of fasting month alr.&lt;br /&gt;everytime when we're breaking fast,&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; momma will be staring at our main door. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoping for Dad to appear.&lt;br /&gt;he'll always be rushing home to break his fast.&lt;br /&gt;i REALLY3x miss him like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; im back to my previous office.&lt;br /&gt;Tamps Post Office. i just loved it there.&lt;br /&gt;people are fun. they treat me like their own daughters.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. but working hours is too short &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; my pay is not wat i expected.&lt;br /&gt;Momma is not werking. &amp;amp; im the only one werking now.&lt;br /&gt;"stress banget sih!" but its okeh. i can still endure. (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;anything just for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. now bout my bike issues. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my road tax expiring nxt mnth.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i shud continue keeping my bike still.&lt;br /&gt;or shud i just give it back to the shop?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.if only Dad is still around.&lt;br /&gt;he could share his opinion with me. i know nothing bout bikes!&lt;br /&gt;i dont even own a boyfriend or even guyfrens who i'm close to.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;just my life. maybe im too stuck up?&lt;br /&gt;that's why noone wants me as his girlfriend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..hmm.. there was once a time..&lt;br /&gt;okehss i dont think there's a need to include that in here.&lt;br /&gt;he'll be mad if he were to read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; found out his name is mentioned here.&lt;br /&gt;*peace*&lt;br /&gt;i miss him. u knw who.&lt;br /&gt;that guy on my profile.&lt;br /&gt;*rolleyes*&lt;br /&gt;if u dont,ask me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh! i've recorded a video by me.&lt;br /&gt;just wanna try out Rihanna's song-Emergency Room&lt;br /&gt;watch it &amp;amp; judge it.&lt;br /&gt;u may love it,hate it or whatever aytes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-946e9fba0542904" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0946e9fba0542904%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331294162%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80A1FF259FFA0F0283CD6626B2030D4029AAB6A2.3D1D63EEA60D71CC8DC9743C7E306622CD269DCA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D946e9fba0542904%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmV3UPYem-_KjZBBbpA-WKMHcrZo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0946e9fba0542904%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331294162%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80A1FF259FFA0F0283CD6626B2030D4029AAB6A2.3D1D63EEA60D71CC8DC9743C7E306622CD269DCA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D946e9fba0542904%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmV3UPYem-_KjZBBbpA-WKMHcrZo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-7172811596719560796?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=946e9fba0542904&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7172811596719560796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-23rd-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7172811596719560796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7172811596719560796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-23rd-2009.html' title='August 23rd 2009'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-8823888118078425026</id><published>2009-07-22T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:00:17.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21.07.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this date means alot to me. hurhur!&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. momma got retrench from work. im still work-less.. useleessss!&lt;br /&gt;fetch mom from work. momma told me to bring her slippers along,&lt;br /&gt;coz we going to dad's grave.. on the way to mom's workplace.&lt;br /&gt;the weather was blazing hot. i cudnt see the traffic that clear.&lt;br /&gt;i dun noe if i shud say this ah. before i reach this junction..&lt;br /&gt;i saw something sparkling.. like something flying n sparkling.&lt;br /&gt;once i've reached that junction, i saw this pest buster's van.&lt;br /&gt;i saw this dark-tanned guy. i seemed to know him somehow.&lt;br /&gt;he was smiling ear to ear at me. &amp;amp; showing me the peace sign.&lt;br /&gt;took me quite a time to think back. he was my first love! my old flame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Nasiruddin Bin Noorhadin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.!! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;gosh! he still have those sweet smile on him. i wonder how he have been all this while.&lt;br /&gt;he shud have been proud to see me riding now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha! coz i ever told him that im afraid to ride bikes!&lt;br /&gt;so Didi if u happen to blog hop &amp;amp; read this post..&lt;br /&gt;remember this.. i've never have forgotten bout u.&lt;br /&gt;u'll always be the sweetest guys i've ever had! may u last long with ur gf,Ira.&lt;br /&gt;(im not really sure whether they're still together or not! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so i've uploaded some pics of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;u may know him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;u may not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SmbWB7L1DwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/em-UK5gxIA4/s1600-h/nasir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361207734986673922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SmbWB7L1DwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/em-UK5gxIA4/s400/nasir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SmbWBm9D1sI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EFIdn7AUhkQ/s1600-h/didi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361207729556018882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SmbWBm9D1sI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EFIdn7AUhkQ/s400/didi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is him 4 years back(&lt;/strong&gt;if im not wrong)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ohh yaa.. after that..me n momma went to Dad's grave. momma cried. while i kept on reciting the yassin! hurhur. i dont wanna cry too! i need to be strong! right peeps?! imma prove to everyone i'll be strong! i'll take care of my family in up or down. just like my daddy. i aint giving a damn to guys anymore! haha! learn it love me hate me? i dont care!! k laa peace out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;p.s ; can someone get me Shine Salvatore Ferragamore perfume. haha! ^.^ &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/843432415663961291-8823888118078425026?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8823888118078425026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/07/210709.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8823888118078425026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8823888118078425026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/07/210709.html' title='21.07.09'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SmbWB7L1DwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/em-UK5gxIA4/s72-c/nasir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-6832835314603658806</id><published>2009-07-05T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:57:03.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Cha :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; OVERFLOW: auto"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 250px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SlB5rElm-nI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ld4YkTgzQ8c/s1600-h/DSC04110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354913737816341106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SlB5rElm-nI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ld4YkTgzQ8c/s400/DSC04110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SlB5qQsCqNI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kUSjvsW4MO8/s1600-h/DSC04106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354913723884677330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SlB5qQsCqNI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kUSjvsW4MO8/s400/DSC04106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SlB1TqHokeI/AAAAAAAAAIY/v4u3SjC8KoU/s1600-h/P020709_23.03%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354908937527792098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SlB1TqHokeI/AAAAAAAAAIY/v4u3SjC8KoU/s400/P020709_23.03%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SlB1Sx4acPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-9oHihslpcs/s1600-h/P020709_23.03%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354908922431566066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SlB1Sx4acPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-9oHihslpcs/s400/P020709_23.03%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SlB1SB7lpyI/AAAAAAAAAII/sAHaP4hjBOg/s1600-h/P020709_23.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354908909559981858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SlB1SB7lpyI/AAAAAAAAAII/sAHaP4hjBOg/s400/P020709_23.03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw that small girl hiding behind my back ? HAHA! Well, thanks to her I like my hair so so so so much! Weeeeeee. Thanks girlfriend, i love you beb :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-6832835314603658806?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6832835314603658806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks-cha-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6832835314603658806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6832835314603658806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks-cha-d.html' title='Thanks Cha :D'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SlB5rElm-nI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ld4YkTgzQ8c/s72-c/DSC04110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-8466451042020850123</id><published>2009-07-01T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:55:45.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M I N G arcade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hasanah Kechique planned to go karaoke @ ming arcade.&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate my birthday. .&lt;br /&gt;i was excited upon hearing it.&lt;br /&gt;..but worried at the same tym.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how to get there!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i thought if i brought my fren along.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll be safe..!&lt;br /&gt;but he(hafiq) dont know either!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent about one &amp;amp; a half hour searching..&lt;br /&gt;i took the exit by Havelock Road.&lt;br /&gt;as what was told by "epul". . . . . o.O"&lt;br /&gt;i got lost &amp;amp;&amp;amp; end up i found myself at Tanjong Pagar's partyworld.&lt;br /&gt;the usual place i would go karaoke with him &amp;amp; friends.&lt;br /&gt;stop at the side road. &amp;amp; cried..to myself. . .&lt;br /&gt;1st thing 'coz i had a flashback 'bout my memories with him..&lt;br /&gt;2nd thing 'coz IM LOST. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i had noone to turn to!&lt;br /&gt;i had to be independent. . . i turned &amp;amp; turned &amp;amp; turned..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; bikey brought me to YMCA.&lt;br /&gt;a place when me &amp;amp; epul once had our first night riding.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;the whole day bring me down with happy &amp;amp; sad memories of us..&lt;br /&gt;gosh~ -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then got to find our way to Ming Arcade.&lt;br /&gt;parked mY bike at the normal spot where i used to park mine &amp;amp; epul.&lt;br /&gt;walked our way to Ming Arcade. @ 9.45pm&lt;br /&gt;haha.. funny. stoo-pid. i know.&lt;br /&gt;it's time for me to fix a "GPS" thingy on bikey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went in &amp;amp; the staff told us that there's slot only at 10.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;sooo...ouhkayss.. we went out &amp;amp; waited.&lt;br /&gt;goshh time pass on &amp;amp; i spent all my energy talking &amp;amp; talking craps with kechique.&lt;br /&gt;whuahahakaka! oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;she bought me bdae gift from the Body Shop.&lt;br /&gt;cool shit. i thought of getting it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;then she got it for me as a gift.&lt;br /&gt;sungguh un-sangka-able..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@10.30pm&lt;br /&gt;we spent 3 hours singing &amp;amp; yelling our hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;haha. serious shit xia. i think i could lose my voice there.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya~! i sang a song that Epul like alot.&lt;br /&gt;he always wanted me to sing with "gelombang"&lt;br /&gt;so i tried. . . i think i got a bit of it.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/8octMqyrtF"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/8octMqyrtF" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(230,230,230)"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 0pt; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0pt; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0pt; 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HEIGHT: 300px; OVERFLOW: auto"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 250px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksaTpyqCkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/LuFHHuhcRxY/s1600-h/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353401506998127170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksaTpyqCkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/LuFHHuhcRxY/s400/DSC00428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksaTeInzqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SX_jqNP1GQk/s1600-h/DSC00427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353401503869030050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksaTeInzqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SX_jqNP1GQk/s400/DSC00427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksaS6S9V7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/4zwFBkxlDng/s1600-h/DSC00426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353401494248708018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksaS6S9V7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/4zwFBkxlDng/s400/DSC00426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksaSu5w_BI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FSK7xs_1Wrc/s1600-h/DSC00425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353401491190250514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksaSu5w_BI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FSK7xs_1Wrc/s400/DSC00425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday card =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scripts by Atik&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written by Hik&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Approved by Mummy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;"Assalammualaikum Kim, Kite di sini nak ucapkan lah kau hari jadi ah. Yerlah, kate dah dua puluh per. Dah tua. Ape? Dah takde hidup remaja ehk ? Ala kesian. Oke, sekarang kau dah tua. Kau jage diri kau tu baik-baik. Carik jantan yg berguna dan "move on!" Aku tahu ah ni message mcm siaaaakk siket, tapi kau peh corner lagi siaaaakk yer! Ade best girlfriend Cha, tak mo lupe family kau. Yerlah kau selalu sibok dengan Diva kau lah, Adek lah. *cough cough* Actually kite sumer selalu pat sebelah kau. Cumer kau je yg tak perasan. So beb, dah 20 enjoy! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksZ5XqjtHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2gR6fKTMcck/s1600-h/DSC00424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353401055455720562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksZ5XqjtHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2gR6fKTMcck/s400/DSC00424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksZ5BsEAVI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3hEQ1yCJQ-M/s1600-h/DSC00423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353401049556451666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksZ5BsEAVI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3hEQ1yCJQ-M/s400/DSC00423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday gift from &lt;em&gt;Hasanah Kechique&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksZ462L76I/AAAAAAAAAHI/eVLwGhRRXzU/s1600-h/DSC00422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353401047719866274" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksWX6snbdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KTvbzipeP5o/s400/Photo2989.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksWXaVL2kI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fUpdgOrGuh8/s1600-h/Photo2988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353397173520947778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksWXaVL2kI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fUpdgOrGuh8/s400/Photo2988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chocolate Truffle ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksWXCuh-EI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jtUmbYgff4s/s1600-h/Photo2986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353397167184803906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksWXCuh-EI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jtUmbYgff4s/s400/Photo2986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, my birthday is over. And i'm so glad, because at least those bashing will be like totally over. So now, i can heaved a sigh of relief bebeh. And yes, talking about bashing. I can still remember vividly about the incident at the corridoor. Ohwell, I got bathed with cold plainwater. My gossssh, it's like late night, around 1am. And i just got home from somewhere where i was actually forced to eat ONIONS! Can you imagine how "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEW!" it is? Like wthfcck, onions? NOWAY! But yes, i did eat it. It was like fcking YUCKS! Yes, with the capital Y-U-C-K-S-! Uh-huh, after that came another bashing. Pooor me, i was freeeezing cold. Lol, two pathetic sisters don't know how to actually do a surprise bash! HAHA! They came up right infront of my face with a glass and a big bottle on their hands. Shouting, "ah! Kimmy!" So, not a surprise to me but to them. Hurhur! Unfortunately, I did not have the time to run away! Duhh, with helmet on my hand, and bag and keys and other stuff. Especially with Hik running like "wthfck" towards me after Atik shouted my name. It happened so fast, I couldn't escaped but only to save my precious helmet from getting wet. Oh i did threw my keys aside with the lanyard. After Hik poured the fcuking cold water on me, i thought it was over. But then came Atik with another bottle. "GAAAAAAH!" It's fcuking cold, and I was fcuking wet. Mad?Not satisfy? I managed to hug Hik! Muahahaa, so she was wet too. Yipppeee. Yeah, so whtever-bla-bla. We settled down at home. I read the birthday card out loud, damn. Handwritting was so bloody damn small. And those words were like wthfck? then came my Birthday cake, wishes with all those candles. Pooof, i'm already twenty. Haaaiya, so old alr. So yeah, that's all about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, thank you all for everything, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;xoxo Kimmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-7634962504057913630?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7634962504057913630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-card-d-scripts-by-atik-written.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7634962504057913630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7634962504057913630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-card-d-scripts-by-atik-written.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SksaTpyqCkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/LuFHHuhcRxY/s72-c/DSC00428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-6838028510703807586</id><published>2009-06-29T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:46:06.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28th June 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="OVERFLOW: auto; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 250px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Ske0bLiDOzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/z51BzrleuaM/s1600-h/280620092362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352445061198199602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Ske0bLiDOzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/z51BzrleuaM/s400/280620092362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Ske0azclmpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CXlWeaukJeg/s1600-h/280620092360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352445054732835474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Ske0azclmpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CXlWeaukJeg/s400/280620092360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Ske0avKL1SI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8RT8nLf2N0Q/s1600-h/280620092357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352445053581907234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Ske0avKL1SI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8RT8nLf2N0Q/s400/280620092357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Ske0afHRfaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Hu8NT4WHtYI/s1600-h/280620092359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352445049274727842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Ske0afHRfaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Hu8NT4WHtYI/s400/280620092359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Ske0aHEktaI/AAAAAAAAADw/4cAVOO85Qfc/s1600-h/280620092355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352445042820953506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Ske0aHEktaI/AAAAAAAAADw/4cAVOO85Qfc/s400/280620092355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;finally the day i waited so long. has come today! actually i planned to celebrate it with someone i love.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it's not important anymore.&lt;br /&gt;im not needed anymore.&lt;br /&gt;well at least he took the initiative to wish me.&lt;br /&gt;pictures above are taken from my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come let me do some talking here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okahh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually i overslept &amp;amp;&amp;amp; hp was switched off due to batt flat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha! zilla had a hard time ringing me up xia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hurhur! konon la burfday beh ke-prangai-an xia! lolx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not reali la act. i slept at 8am xia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cudnt sleep coz i kept thinking bout that someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kept wondering if he wud forget bout my birthday ornot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz i waited for him to text me yest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till i cried xia! haishhh.. i just dont understand myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont understand why i still cant move on with peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still have him in my mind. everywhere.everytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess im too stuck up lurhs! thats the werd for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so....while i was getting ready to go out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;".....i want nobody,nobody but you!.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was like "GOSH! sape xia?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i took a look at it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was shocked to hell xia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've received a message from starhub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"EPUL!!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; he still remember my burfdae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then tears rolled down my cheeks slowly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how wonderful if i cud meet him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really miss him alot xia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just kept it to myself. coz i know it'll take a miracle for it to turn out to be true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i kept wondering why he still wish me on my bdae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i kept wondering whether does he still loves me or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just kept my feelings inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i've reached Tamps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i put on a fake smile when actually i was crying during my journey xia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took a cab to Spore Zoological Garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh! Ain's boify tag along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zilla paid for the cab fare.. ((: sorry beb. i dont hv enough cash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;upon reaching,we had to wait for Baby &amp;amp; Nana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when they've reached! we still have to wait for someone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; that guest is Shasha ICE bebeh! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Burfdae gurl mengamok xia! hurhur. not really la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just dont want to miss out the interesting shows they have later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then after that like biase la.. jln2 till we shag !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anw,i got a boyfren @ ZOO !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his name is CARLOS the sealion. hahahaha! he's so DAMN cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;err.. wadd else huh?..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i'll end here for today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more to come soon ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TO atik &amp;amp;&amp;amp; hik!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;korang tau la ape korg da uat la kan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was sabo with COLD COLD COLD water from the fridge at the corridor!!! ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gerek kan di-dgr? try uh. gerek abes! bleh terkencing2 ah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; momma! i love you la! thanks to my beloved family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the present ; watch ! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the chocolatey truffle cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love it loads. nvr had a birthday this gd. infact. last year's sucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well i miss DADDY. if only ayah was here. i'll bring him out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rest in peace ayah. iloveyou always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;forgive me for my sins to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've made a wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i hope i'll change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for good. not for ME but for goodness sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for my beloved peeps around me especially my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;takecare everyone. ily always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh Pat Poker &amp;amp; gang. thanks fer wishing me @ midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoyed my 1st hour of the bdae with Pat &amp;amp; Nas. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after the ZOO outing met Pat &amp;amp; the gang again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this time with Zilla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we sat in a van. a coolCOOL covered van.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're not aware where we're going either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we've reached, we looked lost!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i duun even noe where it is! LOL. thanks u guys! xoxo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-6838028510703807586?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6838028510703807586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/28th-june-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6838028510703807586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6838028510703807586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/28th-june-2008.html' title='28th June 2008'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Ske0bLiDOzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/z51BzrleuaM/s72-c/280620092362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-1396259316801553150</id><published>2009-06-26T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:37:35.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah bebeh, My Gf is Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SkTmv_iNXZI/AAAAAAAAADo/BAPrj_l0CR4/s1600-h/DSC04049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351655969406147986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SkTmv_iNXZI/AAAAAAAAADo/BAPrj_l0CR4/s400/DSC04049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Girlfriend is baaaack from KL yaww! I miss her truckloads :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I know she miss me too, right girlfie? Aww.&lt;/div&gt;guess what? She did brought me this Shirt from Lacoste. Altho' it's pink, i still appreciate it. Love it, thank you very much darla (: Not only that, she bought for Wan a polo shirt, adidas shoe &amp;amp; emporio armani diamonds perfume. which die tak muat the shirt lah kan. Takpe, buat kenangan. And yes, for the TWINS! They got sepasang baju adidas. Seeee how kind-hearted my lovely Girlf is? Aww. And yes, I met abang's girlfriend, Shikin, wooooooo sheeesh bam! Pecah siooool mukanya. Wooops xD Alright, abang ajak go Seoul Garden on Saturday, which is tomorrow! I don't know if I should go or not, well, I don't feel like going either. Cha and wan updated, they looked as if they didn't meet up for so many years. Aww, cute couple indeeeed! Adek broke off with Emma, for i-don't-know what reason. Pffft, pity him. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's all about it. I know I don't sound like me. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;To Atik: You know I know, public don't know. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;Currently webcam-ing with Kecyk. Woaaaaahliaao. I think i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;Chalobeteh *wink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-1396259316801553150?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1396259316801553150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/yeah-bebeh-my-gf-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1396259316801553150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1396259316801553150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/yeah-bebeh-my-gf-is-back.html' title='Yeah bebeh, My Gf is Back!'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SkTmv_iNXZI/AAAAAAAAADo/BAPrj_l0CR4/s72-c/DSC04049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-7194773539934362953</id><published>2009-06-23T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:29:41.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello earthlings, ini Atik.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SkDw_AEZkMI/AAAAAAAAADg/YRVXWBZrAzk/s1600-h/P24-05-09_20.14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SkDw_AEZkMI/AAAAAAAAADg/YRVXWBZrAzk/s400/P24-05-09_20.14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350541322457026754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SkDw-1XSZBI/AAAAAAAAADY/YE_mY5qBuvk/s1600-h/hi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SkDw-1XSZBI/AAAAAAAAADY/YE_mY5qBuvk/s400/hi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350541319583458322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Eh Hello semuaaa! What's up? This is so not Kimmy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Obviously! Ini Atik updating yaw, adek kepade Kimmy(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Sorry ah, kalau menyebok gitu. Haha, im here for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi kim. You're reading this, now!&lt;br /&gt;Told you earlier on the phone that I wanted to post about just now.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really what I am going to do.&lt;br /&gt;Im hereeeeee, untuk wish this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;naughtysexxxxayelovelypretty-ohsohot&lt;/span&gt; SISTER of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in advance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, guess what? Now im listening to radio 91.3FM&lt;br /&gt;and it's a happy birthday song, wahhh mcm faham ;D&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, Kimmy be happy and strong okay girl!&lt;br /&gt;Weeee, Atik and the rest of your loved ones will always be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;K. Let me tell you an interesting story about today,&lt;br /&gt;since Kimmy won't be updating. COMFIRM punye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, I karaoke with her. Very fun tau.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, suarenye very power. Sampai telupe nak nyanyi my part.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, she did taught me some of the skills.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then about 10 going to11pm, she called me.&lt;br /&gt;Saying she's bored waiting for mum at her workplace.&lt;br /&gt;Biase jugak, org dah ade motor, kene fetch her mummy!&lt;br /&gt;And then, was told to online her msn.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with a few of her friends. Then, i asked her permission to update this!&lt;br /&gt;heheee, me goodgirl. Tak sneak-sneak, but ask permission.&lt;br /&gt;Hm. maybe going wash her handsome babykawa. think so.&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah bebeh, dah lamer tak tumpang kimmy.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her siakk turn. k whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;klah, she's home already. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;xoxo,Atik!&lt;br /&gt;I don't bite, i do tickling ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-7194773539934362953?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7194773539934362953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-earthlings-ini-atik.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7194773539934362953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7194773539934362953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-earthlings-ini-atik.html' title='Hello earthlings, ini Atik.'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SkDw_AEZkMI/AAAAAAAAADg/YRVXWBZrAzk/s72-c/P24-05-09_20.14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-859766012870007836</id><published>2009-06-23T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T03:17:27.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm MissinG him. maybe im too stuck up..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sj_XxJD6zAI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vHRHnE2HUy0/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sj_XxJD6zAI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vHRHnE2HUy0/s400/DSC00200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350232121585355778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"here's something to share with u all..&lt;br /&gt;something that means alot to me.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i want to hold ur hands&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; walk a mile&lt;br /&gt;dont want to miss u&lt;br /&gt;even a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life was so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;coz DEAR,&lt;br /&gt;its YOU,&lt;br /&gt;my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hug me for my worries&lt;br /&gt;to die&lt;br /&gt;my tears to dry&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my loneliness to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me to know&lt;br /&gt;how i sometimes can be&lt;br /&gt;little selfish&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am getting sentimental over you!&lt;br /&gt;for god sake explain me why all these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss u every moment of the day&lt;br /&gt;i keep me awake just to listen to u&lt;br /&gt;i keep me empty just for u to fill&lt;br /&gt;i keep me alive just to see u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mornings miss u&lt;br /&gt;my evenings seeks u&lt;br /&gt;where were u all these while&lt;br /&gt;why were u there to wipe my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear of future is worst&lt;br /&gt;than pain of the past&lt;br /&gt;still i bother the least&lt;br /&gt;coz u are there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even seconds are too long to miss u&lt;br /&gt;i want to hold your hands again&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; walk a mile&lt;br /&gt;dont want to miss u even a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm still trying to move on..&lt;br /&gt;..but i cant!..&lt;br /&gt;i miss him alot..&lt;br /&gt;i simply love him alot.&lt;br /&gt;i just dont understand why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-859766012870007836?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/859766012870007836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-missing-him-maybe-im-too-stuck-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/859766012870007836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/859766012870007836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-missing-him-maybe-im-too-stuck-up.html' title='i&apos;m MissinG him. maybe im too stuck up..?'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sj_XxJD6zAI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vHRHnE2HUy0/s72-c/DSC00200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-4334779034209332819</id><published>2009-06-19T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:37:21.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Keep Your Wishes. I Keep My Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i logged on to friendster a few days ago &amp;amp; saw that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he has deleted me off from his friends list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok. i dont mind.. i added him back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when i checked my tagged account today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i found out he has deleted me, Atik &amp;amp; Hik's profile off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;his profile was set to private.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kak Zimah snatched him as her pet now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okehss i dont CARE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;he &amp;amp;&amp;amp; his words..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'i love you', 'dont leave me'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fucking Bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;he has hurt me too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i wont ever believe in guy's sweet talk anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;he had this wish.. contacting with his ex again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i said u may go ahead &amp;amp; contact her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'll forever love u &amp;amp;&amp;amp; wait for ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;till now, he avoids me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im getting sick &amp;amp;&amp;amp; tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;y must he run away from the facts??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;burst it ah! i wont be stoo-pid as to run,beg or even f*cking cry for ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for all u know.. im not the same as ur exx. im not the sweet talker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i am who i am &amp;amp; what i am... &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i do love who &amp;amp; wat i am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to the people who are not aware of who i am referring to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm actually referring to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Epool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i assume he did came by to my blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cha..i wont be deleting his pichas off from my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm happy with it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;saying im attached but the fact that i'm not! haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i need to thanks Aza(Kak Shima's BF) for helping us with the cb400 bike..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we are really in need of cash..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;pffft! don't ask why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we've always been in this kind of situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh ya.. talked with mum that day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mum&lt;/em&gt; : tengok la ape kau dah buat. percaya sngt dgn jantan2. skrg jantan tu tgl kn kau bula&lt;/span&gt;t2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; : cinta tu buta,ma.. bila tgh bercinta mmg gitu la.. tpi skrg Tuhan da bukakan mata Kim "besar2"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mum&lt;/em&gt; : alhamdulilahh..!! nie la anak makk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; : well... syukur alhamdulilahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;well what i can say now is ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm much closer to &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Allah&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm leaving everything to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;even if he has to take my life,but let me complete my responsiblities as a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;faithful &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Daughter&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; responsible &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sister&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i believe i can.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;no more boyfriends for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;enough is enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-4334779034209332819?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4334779034209332819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-keep-your-wishes-i-keep-my-feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/4334779034209332819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/4334779034209332819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-keep-your-wishes-i-keep-my-feelings.html' title='You Keep Your Wishes. I Keep My Feelings'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-1812072152490709451</id><published>2009-06-17T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T02:35:24.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;okeh here goes.. went to Sin Ming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;with Mama at 2pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;then send her to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;fetch Zilla from Bedok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;went to Lot 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;was supposed to meet Baby there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;but i was late. damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i felt sorry for Baby xia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;she was down with high fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;p.s BABY IF YOU'RE READING THIS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;       i really wanna say sorry for today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;then i went to Mustapha Centre to get my hair dye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;actually was supposed to meet Cha,Wan &amp;amp; Hairil after 5pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;but we got lost somewhere at Kallang way. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so i had to lie to Hairil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;when i've reached Tamps, Cha &amp;amp; Wan were warning me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i knew it. confirm Hairil is mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;haha. serious shit sia! member muker mcm taik!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ofcoz la. he waited from 2pm. i promised after 5pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;but then when i reached was about 7.45pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;p.s im SORRY Wan,Cha &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Hairil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;anw,ever since epool..k forget about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;been a long time since i become a pillion on rxz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;cool kepe!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so after meeting them,we went to Cha's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ohh before that. Abg joined us too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;took some gravy from Cha's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;then went to my house to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;pity them xia.. they must have been really hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;after that we had to sent Cha back to her Bro's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Wan insist on riding baby kawa with Cha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so no choice!! rxz lor! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hairil changed lor. he wasnt mad at me after,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;he found out that i lied about Super4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; oh ya.. epool was the one who stick my P-Plate hor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hairil's itchy hands!! he tear my p-plate &amp;amp;&amp;amp; now it's fucking small xia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i wonder if i can get away from the TP or not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; btw people.. Hairil is NOT my boyfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;he's Cha's Bf's Brother. that makes him a friend of mine ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;he's attached hor.. pffftt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so to those who are reading.. it's none in the list aytes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;im still struggling to pull thru this SHIT !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; ohh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;could someone get me mangoes?  Please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-1812072152490709451?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1812072152490709451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1812072152490709451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/1812072152490709451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-day.html' title='what a day!'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-7963574863393694391</id><published>2009-06-15T05:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:33:35.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGHHHHHH!! *lets off stress mode*&lt;br /&gt;heck care to this la.&lt;br /&gt;he's moved on.&lt;br /&gt;why the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;heck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; am i still waiting for him?&lt;br /&gt;he mayy be ouut enjoying himself with some other bit** out there. &lt;br /&gt;i'm moving on.&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cha&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wan&lt;/span&gt; guidance...&lt;br /&gt;insya'allah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,i'm updating my blog huh?&lt;br /&gt;mesti surprise kan? &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;met up all of my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ex-boyfriends&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;ask for their opinions..&lt;br /&gt;well all they could say to me is ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"stoo-pid! u shudn't cry or even beg him to stay!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. i &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;too&lt;/strong&gt; into him.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;cant&lt;/span&gt; bear to part with him.&lt;br /&gt;or even&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; see&lt;/span&gt; him in some other bit**'s arm.&lt;br /&gt;he told all his friend alr. now its my turn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;PEOPLE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i've move on ALAS!!&lt;br /&gt;enough of sufferings. end up i didnt get anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. it'll be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; real soon.&lt;br /&gt;i hope he's happy that it's over.&lt;br /&gt;i know he's wanting this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;baby,u've got it. enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've freed u. ur free to do whatever u want.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant take this anyymore.&lt;br /&gt;it's hurting me too much.&lt;br /&gt;i had to stop this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im sick &amp;amp;&amp;amp; tired of faking my smiles&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; pretend that im fine&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;in fact! im not. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i've never been&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/843432415663961291-7963574863393694391?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7963574863393694391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-mnths-preggie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7963574863393694391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7963574863393694391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-mnths-preggie.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-8532195675721540314</id><published>2009-05-28T06:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:30:40.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ku sedar kebesaran mu Tuhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sh4lsHb_2rI/AAAAAAAAADI/5xe4wVzxiuE/s1600-h/DSC04171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340747647948937906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sh4lsHb_2rI/AAAAAAAAADI/5xe4wVzxiuE/s320/DSC04171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everyone make mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sh4lr1LvZaI/AAAAAAAAADA/-64RU3zXEhQ/s1600-h/DSC04153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340747643048912290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sh4lr1LvZaI/AAAAAAAAADA/-64RU3zXEhQ/s320/DSC04153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've made a promise to the sand or lets put it "Earth".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; if i failed,i'll go back to where i came from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sh4lruq84KI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Uz4IhxR_ODw/s1600-h/DSC04115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340747641300770978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sh4lruq84KI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Uz4IhxR_ODw/s320/DSC04115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my first time being in a fire engine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with Cha some more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wuhoooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;prangai "ke-kanak-kanak-an" sia kim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sh4lrjklS9I/AAAAAAAAACw/IfL1jOU976Y/s1600-h/DSC04101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340747638321269714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sh4lrjklS9I/AAAAAAAAACw/IfL1jOU976Y/s320/DSC04101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that ulat bulu is so cute &amp;amp; adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geram jek! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mcm nk gigit jek... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sh4lrI8bj1I/AAAAAAAAACo/dhzz-suqNfc/s1600-h/DSC04110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340747631173537618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sh4lrI8bj1I/AAAAAAAAACo/dhzz-suqNfc/s320/DSC04110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hurhur!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cha mmg faberit amek gmbr gini kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suker?? seronok?? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first &amp;amp; foremost, i'd like to say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks Cha! for being there for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amek gmbr byk2 lagik k!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ingat Cha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't forget our little secret..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kuruskan badan &amp;amp; focus more on our self first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehe! kiter selalu kecian kan org.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tpi tk pernah org kecian kan kiter. kan? kan??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haishh. nie jek la yg aku leh update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"hanya utk-mu CHA!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PFFFFT ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i sang a song even when im still sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just find the lyrics meaningful !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;something to do about my current r'ship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll be dedicating this song to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Muhammad Shaiful Bin Mohd Bajuri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoy yaw peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H44KrgXHurg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&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;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H44KrgXHurg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/843432415663961291-8532195675721540314?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8532195675721540314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-dedicated-to-him-sang-by-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8532195675721540314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8532195675721540314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-dedicated-to-him-sang-by-me.html' title='ku sedar kebesaran mu Tuhan'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sh4lsHb_2rI/AAAAAAAAADI/5xe4wVzxiuE/s72-c/DSC04171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-7503097019724615553</id><published>2009-05-23T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:44:47.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pervert @ 5am..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok. here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;this happened this morning @ 5am.&lt;br /&gt;i went out at 2am. met my gf,Hidayah.&lt;br /&gt;an ex-colleague from BoostJuice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reach my carpark @ 5am.&lt;br /&gt;i saw a suspicious boy riding an orange bicycle &amp;amp;&amp;amp; looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;i feel kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;after parking my bike,he hid behind a pillar.&lt;br /&gt;i pretend to get into the lift &amp;amp; saw him getting near me.&lt;br /&gt;i was very curious to find out what he's doing.&lt;br /&gt;when he came near,i saw his hands on his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;penis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masturbating himself in a fast manner!!&lt;br /&gt;his shorts was halfway down.&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked &amp;amp;&amp;amp; scared at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;like duhh! he might be a psycho &amp;amp; wanna rape me..&lt;br /&gt;so i reach for my cell phone in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;took quite a long tym to reach for it though!&lt;br /&gt;then i realised something.&lt;br /&gt;even if i did have my cell phone now,i wont be able to make any calls!&lt;br /&gt;im out of cash at the mean time &amp;amp; cudnt top up my prepaid card.&lt;br /&gt;so i just ran up to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i got in the house.&lt;br /&gt;i told mum everything.&lt;br /&gt;mum was too engroosed with her Alamak.com&lt;br /&gt;i had to tell her no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;who knows something bad would happen to other girls walking there.&lt;br /&gt;i yelled at mum.&lt;br /&gt;i guess mum just cudnt hear me,bcoz of my pathetic rockers' voice.urghhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i told her,i saw a kid.&lt;br /&gt;she was like,  "toyol ke? toyol ehk?"&lt;br /&gt;when i retold her everything,she still kept quiet &amp;amp; stared at the lappy.&lt;br /&gt;i was so mad!&lt;br /&gt;i insist her to call the police if not i'll switch off the main switch!&lt;br /&gt;haha. evil me,but at times! this is an emergency!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took the police quite a time to return our call back.&lt;br /&gt;when we received his call back,we were told to come down.&lt;br /&gt;to identify the suspect.&lt;br /&gt;they told me,he's 14-16years old.&lt;br /&gt;he's a good runner,that's why it took them quite a long time to call us.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! damn police. they told us that all the PASIR RIS NPC are busy.&lt;br /&gt;these police were from Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;had to make a report n etc.&lt;br /&gt;waliaow.. lembab like hell !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home. i had to cook curry.&lt;br /&gt;mum is too busy with her chatroom.&lt;br /&gt;called Darla,to wake him up.&lt;br /&gt;when everything is settled then i go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;goshh! im so missing Darla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-7503097019724615553?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7503097019724615553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/pervert-5am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7503097019724615553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7503097019724615553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/pervert-5am.html' title='pervert @ 5am..'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-2237453213368228816</id><published>2009-05-23T01:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:28:22.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my precious voice. . . . . .</title><content type='html'>oh goshh.. when i got home yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;i realise something missing..&lt;br /&gt;"M Y V O I C E" !!!&lt;br /&gt;pffffttt! its killing me. serious shit.&lt;br /&gt;aint no laughing matter here.&lt;br /&gt;im being serious..but its okayy.&lt;br /&gt;i can endure with it.. as "pain is a Pleasure,bebeh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was online @ msn,chat-ing with &lt;strong&gt;Sue&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Baby&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darla&lt;/strong&gt; rang me up. told me that he'll be coming here.&lt;br /&gt;i was like. okeh. What's up?&lt;br /&gt;why the sudden? here? like? then...&lt;br /&gt;i sat down &amp;amp; watched videos on Youtube!&lt;br /&gt;all those reggaeton Videos.&lt;br /&gt;GOSHH! i've always wanted a body like those Latina babes.&lt;br /&gt;Hot,tight &amp;amp;&amp;amp; sexy figure..&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;strong&gt;Darla&lt;/strong&gt; came,i prepared him the spaghetti bolognaise i've made.&lt;br /&gt;but then i had to go to the shop to get more spaghettis.&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching home, i stood still at the top of the stairs..&lt;br /&gt;**WWWUUEEEEKKKKKKKSS!!!**&lt;br /&gt;i vomitted again. it's just the aneroxia effects..&lt;br /&gt;haha. nothing much. i'm use to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after &lt;strong&gt;Darla&lt;/strong&gt; left..&lt;br /&gt;i went out to CGH for awhile to "pick" &lt;strong&gt;Hik&lt;/strong&gt; up. lolx&lt;br /&gt;She's late!! damn. i hate waiting. (padehal 5mins jek)&lt;br /&gt;when ive reached home,i got so mad.&lt;br /&gt;coz the whole house is full of people shouting &amp;amp; crying!&lt;br /&gt;i got mad at myself &amp;amp; ring &lt;strong&gt;Darla&lt;/strong&gt; up since he didnt text me at all.&lt;br /&gt;so he has reach home from just now.&lt;br /&gt;hang up the phone &amp;amp; went online.&lt;br /&gt;chatted with a few of &lt;strong&gt;my friends&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Darla&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;had a lil fight there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mum&lt;/strong&gt; asked me to help her out.&lt;br /&gt;tidy the master bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;when i got out,she was there at my place playing my lappy!&lt;br /&gt;happily chat-ing away at ALAMAK.COM&lt;br /&gt;i felt like yelling at her.&lt;br /&gt;.....but i kept it to myself.. i dont wanna be rude to my mum.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HER hor.!&lt;br /&gt;i still remember wat &lt;strong&gt;Darla&lt;/strong&gt; told me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... i went out. asked &lt;strong&gt;Atik &lt;/strong&gt;if she wanna tag along.&lt;br /&gt;brought a pail,sponge &amp;amp; my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;went to the opposite block &amp;amp; wash my bike.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! bought a dish wash soap coz i aint got any at home!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i learnt it from &lt;strong&gt;Darla&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;goshh.. i've cooled down after washing the bike..&lt;br /&gt;feeling BETTER after looking at bike,doone with washing..&lt;br /&gt;"so handsomeee!!"&lt;br /&gt;let Atik have a ride on my bike.&lt;br /&gt;she love riding bikes.. but after trying it by herself..&lt;br /&gt;she kept commenting on how heavy it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*p.s. &lt;strong&gt;Atik&lt;/strong&gt;,it's not even heavy compared to Daddy's bike! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home. &lt;strong&gt;Mum&lt;/strong&gt; is still online.&lt;br /&gt;so we sat aside lor..&lt;br /&gt;switch on the other lappy n chatted..&lt;br /&gt;goshh im missing my Divas,esp those i havent meet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nyna Loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ain Cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;♥ &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i hate pine-apple bebeh! &lt;/span&gt;&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/843432415663961291-2237453213368228816?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2237453213368228816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-precious-voice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2237453213368228816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2237453213368228816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-precious-voice.html' title='my precious voice. . . . . .'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-4450662204138944075</id><published>2009-05-22T05:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:03:45.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im confused. rosza or rozza??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/ShXOjRuZ3jI/AAAAAAAAACg/76XQJmh8PO4/s1600-h/rozza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/ShXOjRuZ3jI/AAAAAAAAACg/76XQJmh8PO4/s400/rozza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338400038766370354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's Rosza.&lt;br /&gt;i got it from a girlFriend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;im not sure,but i just wanna know whether,&lt;br /&gt;this Rosza is the same girl,&lt;br /&gt;which happened to be my Darla's ex-girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;im still on the look out for her actually.&lt;br /&gt;nuthing much actually.&lt;br /&gt;but it hurts me to know that she,&lt;br /&gt;actually is still texting my Darla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Darla,if u're reading my post now,&lt;br /&gt;like right now,&lt;br /&gt;tell me asap aytes.&lt;br /&gt;whether she's that girl or not.&lt;br /&gt;don't worry. i wont play jealous here.&lt;br /&gt;no grudges either.&lt;br /&gt;just the truth aytes.&lt;br /&gt;ouh. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; her daughter name is Nadirah.&lt;br /&gt;I just need the answer.&lt;br /&gt;yes/no&lt;br /&gt;as simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-4450662204138944075?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4450662204138944075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-confused-rosza-or-rozza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/4450662204138944075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/4450662204138944075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-confused-rosza-or-rozza.html' title='im confused. rosza or rozza??'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/ShXOjRuZ3jI/AAAAAAAAACg/76XQJmh8PO4/s72-c/rozza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-8499032035985992066</id><published>2009-05-21T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T05:57:59.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anorexic. diet pills. vomit-ing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/ShTxYuoxoAI/AAAAAAAAACY/rFqOpaM5ejk/s1600-h/anorexic.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/ShTxYuoxoAI/AAAAAAAAACY/rFqOpaM5ejk/s400/anorexic.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338156865479090178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do u know a celebrity named "Nicole Richie" ?&lt;br /&gt;she went on this torture dieting, called Anorexic.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; she got herself the beautiful body.&lt;br /&gt;i've always wanted that too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; since Darla wants me to slim down. i guess it'll be better,aint it?&lt;br /&gt;that pic on top is an eg. of anorexic.&lt;br /&gt;kewl huh?&lt;br /&gt;maybe my coughing and the bloody clot thingy,&lt;br /&gt;is due to this stoo-pid diet of mine..&lt;br /&gt;....but i don't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be the hot babe,&lt;br /&gt;the fantasy woman for my guy.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like "HEYY!"&lt;br /&gt;of coz u want ur GF to look hotter than the other ladies out here ryt?&lt;br /&gt;gosh. im just getting from bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-8499032035985992066?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8499032035985992066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/anorexic-diet-pills-vomit-ing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8499032035985992066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8499032035985992066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/anorexic-diet-pills-vomit-ing.html' title='anorexic. diet pills. vomit-ing.'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/ShTxYuoxoAI/AAAAAAAAACY/rFqOpaM5ejk/s72-c/anorexic.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-8176289363237923337</id><published>2009-05-21T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:07:58.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's going on now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/ShTvkS0wOTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LuOQxrpJn88/s1600-h/giant+blood+clot.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/ShTvkS0wOTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LuOQxrpJn88/s400/giant+blood+clot.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338154865148311858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/ShTvkNNMjUI/AAAAAAAAACI/t-a15pFetXU/s1600-h/blood.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 108px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/ShTvkNNMjUI/AAAAAAAAACI/t-a15pFetXU/s400/blood.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338154863640218946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay. so here it goes. yesterday was very shocking fer me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i felt like coughing, so i coughed!&lt;br /&gt;but then there's blood. it's some kind of a blood clot.&lt;br /&gt;scare the shit outta me. i just kept quiet!&lt;br /&gt;but then i had to tell somebody.&lt;br /&gt;i told Atik.. ! Atik who was eating gave me the "URGHH!!" look.&lt;br /&gt;she was about to vomit upon looking at it.&lt;br /&gt;i swear it was yucky yuckss!&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's gonna happen to me tho.&lt;br /&gt;mum have always been talking about DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum : kalau ape-ape terjadi pade mak,korg pandai-pandai jage diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i don't know! i swear i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;but i do have the feeling that i'll be leaving her before she does.&lt;br /&gt;sorry peeps but i'm just letting out what i'm feeling over here.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; darla, i don't mean to say ''i'd love to die"&lt;br /&gt;i'm just sharing my feelings with peeps in here.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's true, maybe it's not.&lt;br /&gt;" God's Willing "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-8176289363237923337?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8176289363237923337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-going-on-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8176289363237923337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8176289363237923337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-going-on-now.html' title='what&apos;s going on now?'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/ShTvkS0wOTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LuOQxrpJn88/s72-c/giant+blood+clot.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-6027039946150183437</id><published>2009-05-20T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:24:39.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyHotComments.com" src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/c6/c6ac55f2752dc33a5e825fc0ce0f1810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyHotComments.com" src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/e2/e29eac4242edc6c0316f998f1f13118d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;PSSTT!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you know that i &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; you?&lt;br /&gt;i probably already told you,but i'm going to &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;keep&lt;/span&gt; saying it.&lt;br /&gt;there is no lies in there words,&lt;br /&gt;not one bit.&lt;br /&gt;your smile keeps me alive.&lt;br /&gt;is one more reason to keep fighting. i &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; give you my soul for comfort,&lt;br /&gt;even if it leaves me dark &amp;amp; cold. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; when i &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;hold&lt;/span&gt; you close,i can feel your heart beat fast, &amp;amp; i think to myself i've found that "&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I'm scared because....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want anyone else to&lt;br /&gt;have your heart.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else to&lt;br /&gt;kiss your lips.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else to&lt;br /&gt;be in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else to&lt;br /&gt;be the one you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;I'm scared because.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TAKE MY PLACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;I keep thinking of how much i &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; talking to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;How good you look when you smile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;How much i &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; your laugh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;I daydream about you on &amp;amp; off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;replaying pieces of our recordings,that we sang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;laughing at funny things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;that you said or did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;I've memorized your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&amp;amp; the way that you look at me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;I catch myself smiling again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;at what i imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;I wonder what will happen the next time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;we are together, &amp;amp; even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;though neither of us know what the future holds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;i know one thing for sure :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're the best thing that ever happened to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I LOVE YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyHotComments.com" src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/02/02ccfcc7bb7bac0e21ce84ed23d0f511.png" border="0" /&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/843432415663961291-6027039946150183437?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6027039946150183437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/psstt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6027039946150183437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/6027039946150183437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/psstt.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-2495429484983148704</id><published>2009-05-20T03:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:21:56.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3:51 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;finally,everything's over.&lt;br /&gt;gosh!!&lt;br /&gt;i guess in r'ship.&lt;br /&gt;we just have to give in.&lt;br /&gt;it's so damn difficult if either of us refuse to give in.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i was merely gg to give up!&lt;br /&gt;i did cried. alot!!&lt;br /&gt;till i wanted to chat to Sue,&lt;br /&gt;every words didnt came out as it's supposed to!&lt;br /&gt;my whole body was shivering like hell.&lt;br /&gt;felt like murder-ing someone tonight!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;lucky me. i finally cooled down.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; started to talk things out with Boify.&lt;br /&gt;guess i should plan an outing for&lt;br /&gt;my family &amp;amp; boify's family.&lt;br /&gt;maybe picnic or something?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. since Boify hardly have time for his family..&lt;br /&gt;i guess he should by now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo...actually i did copy &amp;amp; pasted watever me &amp;amp; boify&lt;br /&gt;was say-ing on msn.&lt;br /&gt;he saw it &amp;amp; told me not to post anything&lt;br /&gt;'bout our personal lifes on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;i understand that. i know how he feels.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i wont be touching up alot about me &amp;amp; him&lt;br /&gt;when we're having our small fights or WATEVER! lolx! =P&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for everything ya.&lt;br /&gt;i did hurt u. i'll try to change. &amp;amp; im not that mean okehs!&lt;br /&gt;this is just me.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. if u happen to read this too.&lt;br /&gt;dont get mad yaw!&lt;br /&gt;im just too happy that we're okay after the damn convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alhamdulilah.....!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥im running insane in love.♥&lt;br /&gt;Kimmy ♥ Epul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-2495429484983148704?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2495429484983148704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/351-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2495429484983148704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2495429484983148704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/351-am.html' title='3:51 am'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-4754830254509067147</id><published>2009-05-18T19:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:20:32.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAIN is a pleasure?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE ME.&lt;br /&gt;I hate all this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not purrr-fectt FOR him?!&lt;br /&gt;"gals nid attention frm guys..so do guys..dun make urself lose to gals..we have feelings too"&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DOES HE MEAN???&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT THE ATTENTION SEEKER AYTES!&lt;br /&gt;i can be independent on my own.&lt;br /&gt;i'll prove it to u.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn it,love it,live it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimmy the means it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-4754830254509067147?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4754830254509067147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/pain-is-pleasure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/4754830254509067147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/4754830254509067147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/pain-is-pleasure.html' title='PAIN is a pleasure?'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-347641511015119901</id><published>2009-05-17T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T03:22:06.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't ever work for HMS host</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im updating my blog when im at werk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas. it sucks at work so i find my way out to the internet section.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;btw,i'll be changing job real soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will be going for job interviews this Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had enough of bullshits with the management!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll update more once i reach home aytes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**toodles**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kimmyLostStarr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-347641511015119901?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/347641511015119901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-ever-work-for-hms-host.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/347641511015119901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/347641511015119901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-ever-work-for-hms-host.html' title='don&apos;t ever work for HMS host'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-7869974014854777806</id><published>2009-05-16T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:19:17.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i had lo let evrything out in here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6EQ71r70I/AAAAAAAAACA/3OzLaz68Rdk/s1600-h/Picture+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336348034956259138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6EQ71r70I/AAAAAAAAACA/3OzLaz68Rdk/s400/Picture+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so this is a picture taken last year. Hik's prom nite. Credits goes to Padi Bridal for making her look fabulous on that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6EQnpfsZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yMXWMAuO0Fw/s1600-h/DSCF0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336348029536416146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6EQnpfsZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yMXWMAuO0Fw/s400/DSCF0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is taken last year too. before daddy left us.. we did manage to celebrate Hari Raya with Dad for the first week. the family in yellow &amp;amp; green are my aunt &amp;amp; unk. my aunt is my Dad's lil sister. They're evil in a way! i've seen their true colors ever since we're trying to be independent without Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6EQi3TAAI/AAAAAAAAABw/RmG15g8QEfw/s1600-h/DSC01121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336348028252127234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6EQi3TAAI/AAAAAAAAABw/RmG15g8QEfw/s400/DSC01121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the witch ; "Mak Busu"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she is a "Gold Digger"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6EQe5Ld3I/AAAAAAAAABo/tvjEfQCRb7w/s1600-h/DAD%26MOM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336348027186280306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6EQe5Ld3I/AAAAAAAAABo/tvjEfQCRb7w/s400/DAD%26MOM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the l0ving couple always &amp;amp; forever.&lt;br /&gt;Momma &amp;amp; Daddy. The Lovebirds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6EQd-pAwI/AAAAAAAAABg/Jbt9mOvnPn4/s1600-h/DSCF0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336348026940752642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6EQd-pAwI/AAAAAAAAABg/Jbt9mOvnPn4/s400/DSCF0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i miss him. miss his smiles.&lt;br /&gt;esp,the shirt he's wearing.the doctor tear it apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6DeLgvEfI/AAAAAAAAABY/xrN_RXNyUJE/s1600-h/DSCF0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336347162990023154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6DeLgvEfI/AAAAAAAAABY/xrN_RXNyUJE/s400/DSCF0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our recent family photo on Hari Raya. no more family photo will be as &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;purrrr-fect as this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-7869974014854777806?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7869974014854777806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-had-lo-let-evrything-out-in-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7869974014854777806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/7869974014854777806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-had-lo-let-evrything-out-in-here.html' title='i had lo let evrything out in here'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6EQ71r70I/AAAAAAAAACA/3OzLaz68Rdk/s72-c/Picture+(5).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-2172607361987945823</id><published>2009-05-16T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:17:41.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 16year old pathetic girl,Dirastar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; so i've uploaded a pic of Atik with Zul Kecyk. cute huh? haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6CSn4myJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2kOSwMt4GAQ/s1600-h/oi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336345864936278162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6CSn4myJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2kOSwMt4GAQ/s400/oi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6B07X3OHI/AAAAAAAAABI/NMFN3XoAgaM/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336345354771576946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6B07X3OHI/AAAAAAAAABI/NMFN3XoAgaM/s400/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;was asleep on the sofa with the TV watching me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; any volume. Momma,Hik,Atik,Zaza &amp;amp; Zul Kecyk came home. they were from raffles place or something for Atik's bursary award. so &lt;em&gt;proud&lt;/em&gt; of her! she did &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;very well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in her studies unlike me who lost interest in studies when i could still go far. at least get my 'n' level certs or sumthing? its not too late now tho. i cud still make it if i wanna go back to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;work environment is full of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;bullshits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! i was supposed to have my off day on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Sunday,17th May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. i did told them in advance sia! i've my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DevotiousDiva Meeting cum Bowling&lt;/span&gt; sia. it's unlike me not to come for the meeting. gosh! i &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; them but i had to werk for this stoo-pid company! fancy them suspend-ing the Philipines Crew Leader for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; now they're having problems with man power! im not your fucking robot,get it? LOSERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i slept for about &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;3hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; today. i know,i know i need more than that. but i had to update my blog,eat my medicine &amp;amp; chill out with my family &amp;amp; Zul kecyk. &amp;amp; oh!! Kecyk was msn-ing with this so-called girl,Dirastar. she's a psycho maniac! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; crazy over kecyk!! when i look at their msn conversations,my hair stands. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; i mean it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; freaking standing tall! she was like posing in front her webby. making cute faces n etc. which i guess sooner or later,the webby lens could break into pieces! im not trying to criticize her but im just trying to state the facts! get this in mind. what would u do if a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16year old girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is crazy for u. keeps on telling u to turn on ur webby. &amp;amp; u guys will just stare at the webby without any conversations. &lt;strong&gt;omfg!&lt;/strong&gt; stop it sia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&amp;amp; oh. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my jerky ex bf &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;called me earlier when i was asleep. i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wanna speak to him anymore. he's gotta learn the facts that i've moved on &amp;amp; ain't not gonna befriend with a jerk. so i told Kecyk to answer it instead. just a few ''Hello-s'' &amp;amp; Fazdil hang up. i feel relieved! he cud have wondered who the hell is holding my phone! haha. i'm so missing my darla. baby KAWA is still with him. Darla sent me to werk yest with baby Kawa. gosh. i miss my bike. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; i miss Darla more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;darla is so &lt;strong&gt;sweet&lt;/strong&gt;! he fell asleep in the evening yest. called him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on his cell. i gave up &amp;amp; tried calling his homie instead. his bro-in-law answered &amp;amp; said, ''Epul &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;takder&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;then i was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;''HUH?! you SURE??"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;a few minutes later,i heard Darla's momma shouting! gosh Darla was asleep. pity him. took him bout 2mins to answer the phone. he texted me just after we end the conversations. he said he's sorry coz he fell asleep. but he still wanna send me to werk. i was so &lt;strong&gt;touched&lt;/strong&gt; sia! ^_^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;**learn it,love it,live it**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;kimmy&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-2172607361987945823?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2172607361987945823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/webcam-dirastar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2172607361987945823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/2172607361987945823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/webcam-dirastar.html' title='the 16year old pathetic girl,Dirastar'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/Sg6CSn4myJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2kOSwMt4GAQ/s72-c/oi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-8187066155133911431</id><published>2009-05-15T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:39:24.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img class="gl_bold" alt="Bold" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;Learn to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;who are willing&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to love u at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the people in the past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;them for hurting you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;which led you to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the people you have right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make a heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that never break,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make a smile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that never fails,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make a touch,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that never pains,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make a relationship,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;that never ENDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;''i always think life would always be perfect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i fail to realise that we're all humans with flaws.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm still learning to understand you,Dear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; if i fail to see ur weaknesses,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;please Forgive me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i Love,care &amp;amp; cherish you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope we'll stay intact,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter what.''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;♥kimmyLOSTSTARR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/843432415663961291-8187066155133911431?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8187066155133911431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/learn-to-love-people-who-are-willing-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8187066155133911431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/8187066155133911431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/learn-to-love-people-who-are-willing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-843432415663961291.post-523213230169697736</id><published>2009-05-15T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:20:42.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15.05.2009 ♥ Friday ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally i have my own blog now. i don't have to post any blog on my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tagged &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;profile anymore. so basically,this blog will be updated about my new life with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;my family&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;my darla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Epul&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my beloved Devotious Diva&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;not to forget &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my beloved friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;out there yaw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll be &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#996633;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; with my life now. As u guys know my dad &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;left&lt;/span&gt; us with a total shock on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11.10.2008&lt;/span&gt;. Quite shocking though 'coz Dad has never been down with any sickness. He's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; has always been my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;superhero&lt;/span&gt;! Even though i fought with him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at times. So now i guess i'll just have to concentrate on my career &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt; job hopping! I too need to save some money for my future. Did i tell u before? Oh ya. I didnt,did i? yeaahhh! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Epul&lt;/span&gt; are planning to get engage &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;soon&lt;/span&gt;. Not really sure when. 'coz i still havent met his families yet! cut it short!! I'm not ready 'coz i've got the feeling that his family &lt;strong&gt;won't&lt;/strong&gt; like me. haha. ok &lt;strong&gt;Shadup Kimmy!&lt;/strong&gt; err.. yeah. Life's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now. I've got my own bike now. &lt;em&gt;Baby Kawasaki&lt;/em&gt; aka 'the lost starr' . I wonder when i could get my driving license!! pffftt!! i love &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;driving&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;compared to riding! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So,this &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; i'll be having an important meeting with my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Devotious Diva&lt;/span&gt; so i guess i won't be able to watch my Darla performing. hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll be going for the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Singapore Idols&lt;/span&gt; auditions,so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;dude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; please do support me yaw! Since i didn't make it to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anugerah&lt;/span&gt;,i guess why not try out for &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Singapore Idols&lt;/span&gt; too right?? haha. I hope i won't be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;as stiff as&lt;/span&gt; a wood sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently i'm working at Airport,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Boost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Bar&lt;/span&gt;. Tell u something. The working environment &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sucks&lt;/span&gt; to The core! Hell to &lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; yeah. Management &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fcuking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Corked UP! I hate it. They treated us like we're some kind of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;cheap labour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Fancy asking us to work Overtime for them whereas we're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; paid for our overtimes!! hmm. so i gueess.. this will be it ya? i'll update more soon! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;god's willing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kimmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LostStarr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/843432415663961291-523213230169697736?l=lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/feeds/523213230169697736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/15052009-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/523213230169697736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/843432415663961291/posts/default/523213230169697736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-starr-in-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/15052009-friday.html' title='15.05.2009 ♥ Friday ♥'/><author><name>Kimberly Hasimen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15991003459006530666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRESwHXJCs4/SvPckRbOccI/AAAAAAAAAK0/go9wITbKTKM/S220/6088_119451548665_694093665_2457006_1721108_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
