<?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-7877354837615641761</id><updated>2012-02-26T08:27:51.368-08:00</updated><category term='sick and tired .'/><category term='Still Smiling Widely :)'/><category term=':) thank you'/><category term='IMYLC ~'/><category term='im lucky to the max to have 1 2 3 4 girlfriends .'/><category term='I miss rusyai-dina luv'/><category term='It&apos;s all about kal ho naa ho :)'/><category term='when you know how to make it fun beb :)'/><category term='i hate this part right here'/><category term=':( missing you'/><category term='Johor Bahru'/><category term='you know who you are'/><category term='thanks SC :)'/><category term='i am not satisfied with HP and SP . hehe love kau :)'/><category term='i believe in u and ur words B1 and B2.'/><category term='im feeling so happy when i know you&apos;ll b here wih me forever love :)'/><category term='family members'/><category term='you make me go tralalala'/><category term='Such a long entry'/><category term='love you my fav meow .'/><category term='its fated :)'/><category term='tee hee .. :)'/><category term='i miss you so ....'/><category term='im speechless by your attitude friend :('/><category term='we are the next singapore awful/awesome singers(:'/><category term='they force me out from my bed . 1by1 . good'/><category term='I want the feelings to get deeper .'/><category term='thanks SC :) you guys are the BEST .'/><category term='18 la sey'/><category term='Thanks girls :) outing please'/><category term=':) This is for you my lover-rawr opps fiance (:'/><category term='for one and only ibu ... :)'/><category term='thanks cousins :)'/><category term='i was sick . still smiling :)'/><category term='I never want to let you go'/><category term='1week 5days still counting'/><category term='its fated . im alive . god bless'/><category term='ini post untuk awak :)'/><category term='gf&apos;s .'/><category term='im blessed by him :)'/><category term='Her birthday 170309'/><category term=':) more novels for me .'/><category term='ur my love of my life .'/><category term=':) happy sabby .'/><category term='wishlist for all including love :)'/><category term='Was Pampered By Aunty Marcaroni Soup :)'/><category term='I had alot and alot of FUN . thanks nad . we love you .'/><category term='Super -Duper Happpy'/><category term='imy boncit'/><category term='thank you for every good and bad times . ILY'/><category term='overall : cant to see ya guys and girls'/><category term='Patience have its own limits.'/><category term='i love you slenge'/><category term='iloveyou potato :)'/><category term=':) hehe kuchy - kuchy meowwww'/><category term='HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARIFFIN :)'/><category term='whatever cus i dont care :))'/><category term='STOP and START :)'/><category term='sorry but my girls are my lovers :D'/><category term='im alive im in love cause of you :)'/><category term='iloveyou only you pathetic potato . hehe'/><category term='im yours forever it&apos;ll be'/><category term='imy kentot'/><category term='Lots of love'/><category term='love forever :)'/><category term='BOYS DROOL :p'/><category term='LIAR I HATE YOU ...'/><category term=':) bs-ing enough .'/><category term='love you nadrah khan :)'/><category term='Even if they know the truth'/><category term='I don&apos;t wish to keep you hanging'/><category term='kental Queen of slenge :)'/><category term='love you and miss you nadrah khan .'/><category term='* you look beautiful with the long hair bby :)'/><category term=':) you wow me'/><category term='no PMS .'/><category term=':) happy mood'/><category term='love you ...'/><category term='happy 9 month luv :)'/><category term='enjoy reading it :)'/><category term='im so gonna control my moods'/><category term='this post is for you irratating pathetic potato :p'/><category term='ive feelings too kay :('/><category term='everything falls apart again. I will fight the battle alone.'/><category term='imy girls to e bits'/><category term='I need you all FOREVER :('/><category term='baju batik = long skirt eh ? ;p'/><category term='Being random :)'/><category term='thanks dearest ones :)'/><category term=':D'/><category term=':) miss ya bro'/><category term='dearest love .'/><category term='Gfs and earthlings :)'/><category term='EMOTIONS'/><category term='s or m ? m it&apos;ll be .. nad and nur M ok ?'/><category term='The real wish list :)'/><category term='my family  and friends. Take care :)'/><category term='she&apos;s McFartPants'/><category term='dugaan'/><category term='1month 5days and still counting... saman please .'/><category term='this post is for you : lover/fiance .'/><category term='010209 love :)'/><category term='where you stand .'/><category term='who can forget you ? No one can .'/><category term='dok maner sey kau ?'/><category term=':) bittersweet'/><category term='love you dickies :)'/><category term='life is a maze and love is a riddle :)'/><category term='sabby oink'/><category term=':) love you only you'/><category term='for love'/><category term='feel like quiting job'/><category term='they both make my day :))'/><category term='I am glad :)'/><category term='u changed me'/><category term='I love the way he smiled at me ( wink wink )'/><category term='turtur tortor and YOU mcgriddles.'/><category term='im thankful to god :)'/><category term='you people make me laughed :)'/><category term='happy(:'/><category term='I wont forget the day I feel so worry about my loved ones.'/><category term='keturunan monyet ;)'/><category term='iloveyou the one and only fishy ..'/><category term='forever hurts you and me .'/><category term='I wonder if you are telling me the truth all this while ...'/><category term='I am sorry but this blog will be dead for temporary :)'/><category term='he make my day :D'/><category term='im sick'/><category term='thank you for every good and bad times (:'/><category term='miss you bodoh . umm.uh.lol'/><category term='my gf&apos;s'/><category term=':) we&apos;re in the bed my two-some lovers ; nad and nab .'/><category term=':)'/><category term=':) I am done .'/><category term='you&apos;re forgiven ...'/><category term='freaking funny'/><category term='a goodnight :)'/><category term='TRUST :)'/><category term='june holidays is coming . BEST'/><category term='I need a break :('/><category term='speechless :('/><category term=':('/><category term=':) you both make me go tralalala again. thanks'/><category term='B1 muackz :)'/><category term='am i dreaming ? im still awake at this hour . haha'/><category term='1st beautiful soul and 2nd . Last but not least Mr.J :D'/><category term='NR NR'/><category term='I want nobody nobody but FIN :)'/><category term=':) I M Y so much'/><category term='iloveyou times infinity plus one'/><category term='only you(:'/><category term='livelifelove :D'/><category term=':) syukur alhamdullilah'/><category term='blue'/><category term='love you cinta ....'/><category term='say what you want to say'/><category term='I just say what inside of me :) yay like finally I let it out .'/><category term='I can&apos;t wait :)'/><category term='stress luh'/><category term='he make me laughed :)'/><category term='im super hyper'/><category term='This post is for you nameless guy ;)'/><category term='- FF love'/><category term='what a long post :)'/><category term='tsk .'/><category term='im gonna make you dance in the rain with me :))'/><category term='why did we hit the start'/><category term='Super -Duper Happpy :D'/><category term=':) For Famous amos peeps only .'/><category term='dah update pun :p'/><category term='bahaaaa'/><category term='Not feeling well'/><category term=':) this is for you my teddybear .'/><category term='A day not to be forgotten :)'/><category term='Jump for joy :)'/><category term='super sick :('/><category term='waduh-waduh .'/><category term='grrr .'/><category term='find a better one .'/><category term='Im happy to have you ..'/><category term='you&apos;re another reason why I look forward in life and not looking backwards :) TQ'/><category term='dah POST pon NAD(:'/><category term='reblogged from zara blog :)'/><category term='say a prayer with me ...'/><category term='Ever wonder if I belong to her ? Pow Pow Pow'/><category term='be with me forever :)'/><category term='love you'/><category term='Cause of you I blogged today only :) LY'/><category term='kukentaldialagiKENTAL'/><category term='2 more days for our &quot;special day &quot; :)'/><category term=':) love you FE and E ...'/><category term='i hate this blog . for sure? maybe not . (:'/><category term='toodles mcgriddles makes you go hungry (: for more of sabrinaaaa . haha'/><category term='i&apos;ll always be here for you both ..'/><category term='what are we ?'/><category term='you are missed by me'/><category term='I have only one cup of tea . &quot;hi&quot;'/><category term=':) + :('/><category term='(: I know that I can count on ya ..'/><category term='kuchy kuchy meow .. (:'/><category term='yeah indeed'/><category term=':) :D :O'/><category term='what a lovely and enjoyable day for me'/><category term='im going crazy dah . ugh .'/><category term='They make my night'/><category term='BB BB'/><category term='somehow im lovin&apos;it . can&apos;t wait 4 the vacation:)'/><category term='IMY ariffin'/><category term='THE PLAN IS A SUCCESSFUL ONE :)'/><category term='lalalalla'/><category term='im sorryyyyyyyy.'/><category term='get well soon. call me :('/><category term='Now you&apos;re the reason why .... :)'/><category term='nights love'/><category term='if you read this'/><category term='random'/><category term='IMY finsterrrrrrrr'/><category term='stalk me for life till the day I die (:'/><category term='bored'/><category term='love you petai guy :D'/><category term='school will always be fun'/><category term='(:'/><category term='Not emo but just wanted to be alone .'/><category term='I LOVE THEM HARDCORE PUNYER :)'/><category term='did you deserve to be call a liar ?'/><category term='i HACKS you'/><category term='why must it ends tonight ?'/><category term='for all :)'/><category term='thanks .'/><category term='Im sorry :('/><category term='mood;tired ttm and missing my girls .'/><category term='so here&apos;s the reply .'/><category term='GIRLS RULE'/><category term='they still dont know why I so into you :)'/><title type='text'>Sabrina :DD</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>637</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-1333503289657452842</id><published>2012-02-26T08:07:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T08:27:51.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;In another life I would make you stay . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; And be your friend .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So that I can put those smiles on your face again . And change you to be a better person .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;In another life I would just want to be your friend. And be happy like the full moon .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So that things will be simple &amp;amp; we'll be happier .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Haha Katy Perry Lyrics but my version ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-1333503289657452842?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1333503289657452842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=1333503289657452842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1333503289657452842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1333503289657452842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2012/02/in-another-life-i-would-make-you-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-21009106854973293</id><published>2012-02-26T07:49:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T07:58:01.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;" Kerana mereka adalah kawan bukan lawan. Dan kerana kami sedara mara islam mestilah kena saling maaf memaafi " :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;psst ; tak kira apa bangsa , apa negeri , apa bahasa .... kita sebagai manusia kena lah hidup aman damai . Ampunilah mereka sebelum terlambat . Well just saying ;)&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/7877354837615641761-21009106854973293?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/21009106854973293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=21009106854973293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/21009106854973293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/21009106854973293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2012/02/kerana-mereka-adalah-kawan-bukan-lawan.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5580633082756690128</id><published>2012-02-26T07:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T07:34:19.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fFA9ON5_Y6Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-5580633082756690128?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5580633082756690128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5580633082756690128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5580633082756690128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5580633082756690128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fFA9ON5_Y6Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-1394223643206030519</id><published>2012-01-27T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:13:02.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0scrGB2sTs0/TyLbF01H6zI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/I5ozYq4LvYw/s1600/me.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0scrGB2sTs0/TyLbF01H6zI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/I5ozYq4LvYw/s320/me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702360971331758898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 2 4 2 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , sometimes i wonder what's in their hearts . I always with my fairy-tale ending when it comes to friendship matters . But sadly some people are meant not to be together right ? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but deep down my heart I remember every details what we went thru since secondary 1 , I still love them . :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-1394223643206030519?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1394223643206030519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=1394223643206030519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1394223643206030519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1394223643206030519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2012/01/5-2-4-2-3-sometimes-i-wonder-whats-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0scrGB2sTs0/TyLbF01H6zI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/I5ozYq4LvYw/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-8806777440508188976</id><published>2012-01-26T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:02:18.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RngSNkjDE9c/TyLYaL1Z4zI/AAAAAAAAB10/6_mlPMj9YZw/s1600/fa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RngSNkjDE9c/TyLYaL1Z4zI/AAAAAAAAB10/6_mlPMj9YZw/s320/fa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702358022569452338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;Sometimes they make me go mad , till I can even hear my own voices shouting in my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;Sometimes they make me just wanna chase them when they make mistakes or never clean things that was suppose to be clean , but at the end of the day I didn't have a heart to tell them off . Just some reminders , like friends do to each other . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;                                 Sometimes I , myself confused how to scold them ? hahaha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like keep on nagging to them the whole day like a mom but to think back I hate to be nag at so I didn't .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Truth is ; I cherish every moments spend with them . Even though I may be stress at work due to some reasons especially "fussy" customers , they're the ones , who put the smiles on my face till closing . Even though sometimes they disturb me around the clock , they're the BEST . Where can I find friends like this at work ? Who can juggle , can multitask at the same time do their work . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Saying thank you may be the two hardest words that friends share. But I would like to say thank you to each one of my Famous Amos Friends . You've been a wonderful , irritating yet lovely individuals who have filled my life with more beautiful colors &amp;amp; bittersweet memories . Sometimes I wonder when will this last ? When will the earth come to end ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:medium;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:medium;" &gt;For now ,  I thank allah for every breath I take in this world :)&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/7877354837615641761-8806777440508188976?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8806777440508188976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=8806777440508188976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8806777440508188976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8806777440508188976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2012/01/sometimes-they-make-me-go-mad-till-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RngSNkjDE9c/TyLYaL1Z4zI/AAAAAAAAB10/6_mlPMj9YZw/s72-c/fa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-4057358274585110767</id><published>2012-01-21T08:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T08:34:07.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dKNf8r-59b0/TxrnwmaKbiI/AAAAAAAAB1o/p9e_K0ipPEs/s1600/happy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dKNf8r-59b0/TxrnwmaKbiI/AAAAAAAAB1o/p9e_K0ipPEs/s320/happy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700123100520803874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember this photo at one of your tumblr posts ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; "Rara cheer up ,be happy like ayu &amp;amp; sab . Cause you believe that happiest girls is the prettiest ones ;) '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aww ..... sweet kan si ahraf step gerek ni dulu2 kat keje . HAHA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss those moments working with you , I got pissed with you cause everything I do , you offered help , then kept disturbing/annoyed/irritated you almost every time I work with you .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most memorable part when you wore a hairband , tied your &amp;amp; wear a " RING " ??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are you thinking bro ? hehehe ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-4057358274585110767?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4057358274585110767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=4057358274585110767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4057358274585110767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4057358274585110767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2012/01/remember-this-photo-at-one-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dKNf8r-59b0/TxrnwmaKbiI/AAAAAAAAB1o/p9e_K0ipPEs/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-2390160422437370312</id><published>2012-01-18T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T09:15:51.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jjdc8DBPlXI/Txb99zq7M5I/AAAAAAAAB1c/7xXcEVDPTFg/s1600/IMG_1803.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jjdc8DBPlXI/Txb99zq7M5I/AAAAAAAAB1c/7xXcEVDPTFg/s320/IMG_1803.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699021616768037778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( MISS MY TEMBAM VERY MUCH ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know how long I didn't signed in to blogger . I know now days teenager or people use tumblr , onsugar &amp;amp; etc . But I still prefer blogger (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I guess it's time for me to update some happening events that happened lately . Oh well , my life been full of STRESS . (kidding) Actually my life is peaceful whenever I am not at work . Cause when I am at work I am always rushing , checking the time , designing cakes until sometimes I lost count -.- . It's been fun running here &amp;amp; there , to two shops yet it's tiring but maybe just for the sake of my career &amp;amp; passion in baking , I'll endure . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last two days , we had Company Chalet . Sadly I went for the 1st day , stayed there for few hours &amp;amp; managed to catch the last bus with other staffs. I didn't stay cause something happened to my leg , I got bruises out of a sudden . Suspicious much . I keep on saying some prayers when I am there , kental much . But I am not the only one who felt uneasy . Thank god I reached home safe &amp;amp; sound before 12.30am &amp;amp; he keep nagging at me for staying out late . ( whereas it's been long time since I stayed out late with my Part-timers Clan . Been a good lady (; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so today I feel sad . Really sad only ayu knows why . Cause I heard some news but before this news I am actually sad cause ayu will be leaving us soon &amp;amp; she gonna be a stewardess , that's her dream job . Well , congrats to her :') . I actually cried in front of him telling him how sad I am when I know that ayu will be leaving . But I learn to accept the fact as each day passed. And now I'm sad that we'll go to our separate ways ....... sigh . When I am on the phone with ayu just now , I cried .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 3 shops , hold a lot of bittersweet of memories . Really . We bonded so well that when reality hit us , that actually we have to separate soon really break my heart . It's not gonna be the same anymore . NOT . It will never but on the other hand I am thankful cause I get to stay with my Fav Clans . ( haha they don't know that they're actually my Favorite friends/staffs at work ) hush hush . But it's still incomplete since the day ashraf , nisa , kak dayah , nurul left . now wendy &amp;amp; ayu leaving soon . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I am afraid I'll be the last person in 2009 batch staying . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enough said , goodnight .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May allah bless all of you .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-2390160422437370312?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2390160422437370312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=2390160422437370312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2390160422437370312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2390160422437370312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2012/01/miss-my-tembam-very-much-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jjdc8DBPlXI/Txb99zq7M5I/AAAAAAAAB1c/7xXcEVDPTFg/s72-c/IMG_1803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-4534925869529565093</id><published>2011-11-30T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:04:27.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;Here I am , blogging in the morning . Time checked ; 5.15am . I'm not sure if anyone reads my blog now days cause I've been leaving it for some time . weeks maybe . Well , today is the 1st of december , I'll be having breakfast with my irritating yet lovely part-timers later on at Mac's plus with my lovely madam karen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For whoever knows the info between Matrep &amp;amp; Stunning hijab girl (we're not) , I don't hate him nor the other way round . So please next time when you tell other people what I say to you , think carefully &amp;amp; say it properly . No worries , I don't have anything against you dear stranger . Im glad that him &amp;amp; me still friends . I really hope you understand the meaning between dislike &amp;amp; hate .&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;br /&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;I don't hate him , I just don't like the way he talked to me last time . But now for sure , Im happy that I am used to all the part-timers different &amp;amp; unique characteristics . Alhamdullilah (:&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;br /&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;I hope today will be a better day , may allah bless all of 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/7877354837615641761-4534925869529565093?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4534925869529565093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=4534925869529565093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4534925869529565093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4534925869529565093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/11/here-i-am-blogging-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5408759421784582955</id><published>2011-10-14T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T10:46:21.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NxilTduwrLY/Tph08byqwXI/AAAAAAAAB08/DHWUCFtc5zs/s1600/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NxilTduwrLY/Tph08byqwXI/AAAAAAAAB08/DHWUCFtc5zs/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663405113019646322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tfGkO3vqwM0/Tph07LMIoSI/AAAAAAAAB00/vIUPJESCSHM/s1600/3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tfGkO3vqwM0/Tph07LMIoSI/AAAAAAAAB00/vIUPJESCSHM/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663405091383189794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N77gADYLAOs/Tph06tXHiBI/AAAAAAAAB0k/QOp6hg5Rof0/s1600/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N77gADYLAOs/Tph06tXHiBI/AAAAAAAAB0k/QOp6hg5Rof0/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663405083376191506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work have been my choice since young . I made the choice to start working at a young age 14. And I never feel regret at all . From 14 till now , I have gained a lot of experiences , met different types of people , dealing &amp;amp; adapt with new environment , people &amp;amp; atmosphere . But FAMOUS AMOS is the best among all . ( cause I know how to be the real women there . know how to fight back , like finally ! ) Just kidding , who wants to fight like hooligans at work right ? (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have become a _______ . I don't even feel that my work responsibilities is lesser . Everyday the responsibilities keep adding on &amp;amp; sometimes I keep sighing cause I feel tired &amp;amp; I feel that I am old. But actually I am young . Try to put yourself in my shoes right now , imagine you're 19 &amp;amp; you've to take in charge , take care of your staffs(majority of them is the same  age as you) , supervise them in what they do right or wrong , scold them if they deserve it , train them to be clean , neat &amp;amp; tidy &amp;amp; etc . Imagine if you get promoted &amp;amp; your status is a bit higher at work but you're only 19 ? Tell me what you feel ? Tell me if you think people will get jealous by your achievements ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DOUBLE CONFIRM W/O ANY DOUBT , others will be jealous . And they will have many questions in their heads like " why her ? why not me ? "  One thing for sure I never ask for anything like get higher pay , respect me because I am a ________ . I never ever dream about to become what I am today . Yes , at first when I received the letter I was shocked &amp;amp; sad at the same time . Cause I never want this position , I just wanted to be normal &amp;amp; a hardworking staff . That's all . But I left with no choice , now I have become a _____ &amp;amp; my job is to run to 2 places fyi ( it's tiring but fun ) , slowly I cherish every moments I work , appreciate my responsibilities given by her &amp;amp; now I have to admit I am thankful &amp;amp; lucky cause the bosses see a potential in me (; But I am not the type of person who will be so proud until forget myself , I actually didn't tell anyone except 2 persons at my work place what is my position cause later so many things will happen . HAHA ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But from what I see , I bet they know what is my position . but it does not matter .... I just want them to treat me the same . It's not that I can't go thru hard work . Hello , at work I am like a man behind the scenes &amp;amp; a women in front of the cashier . hees (; I have been thru a lot , I have what it takes to carry one carton of batter &amp;amp; walked around orchard w/o feeling shy anymore , I have been straight forward to my manager recently cause  I hate the way she treated some of us with her biased attitude , I fought so many times with "w" for !year plus &amp;amp; now I am not scared of telling her what I really think , I am not scared of dealing with some people who have the matrep &amp;amp; minahrep attitude anymore .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I have changed . I am not a gangster , I have learnt to stand up for myself , to fight for my rights ,to be straightforward , to learn how to deal with some childish people , when it comes to serious matter .... I have learnt how to be serious . but at the end of all of this , there's a sorry . That part can never be change . Saying sorry does not mean I lose . And if some people don't like how I work or what is my attitude at work ... Please come forward &amp;amp; talk to me . (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Partly why Famous Amos is the best because of the friends I had over there . They are awesome &amp;amp; I love them even if sometimes there's some people who just have to make me angry &amp;amp; sad  . They're the ones who made my workplace lively ! That's all for now .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great weekend ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-5408759421784582955?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5408759421784582955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5408759421784582955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5408759421784582955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5408759421784582955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/10/work.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NxilTduwrLY/Tph08byqwXI/AAAAAAAAB08/DHWUCFtc5zs/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5233656773004830169</id><published>2011-10-14T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T09:46:29.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why but I just feel like typing it here . You know in relationship there's always ups &amp;amp; downs moments right ? And so ... We seldom fight ( Ya allah jauhkan lah ) and when something small happened we just have to make it big . And sometimes when we fight I laughed , sometimes I miss quarreling with him . Yeah it's weird right to miss fighting with someone ? I finally understood why fights happened with your loved ones . HAHA is to attract the other party attention ( I'm not saying he's a attention seeker , but he needs me &amp;amp; I need him too. ) And sometimes fighting make people meet each other. ( It's the fact , cause it always happened in my friendship with my girls ) .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Sometimes I said he neglected me , sometimes I neglected him due to lack of sleep . sometimes he said I am bad , sometimes I said he is mean for saying that I am the bad one . sometimes I said I'm fat but he's fatter . sometimes we just need to have those little misunderstandings to make the bond we had stronger (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He hates when I say " whatever " . But seriously when I care too much he complains &amp;amp; when I totally don' care &amp;amp; said WHATEVER he said " see , you don't care about me anymore ? :( " I guess I found me in him . I remember last time I used to be like that . HAHA ! The best part about him is he's a strong person who never give up easily &amp;amp; never look down on others even if the person is ugly , have low education  &amp;amp; etc . And he always sayang-sayang his brothers no matter how many times he had been hurt , how many times they owe him $$$ &amp;amp; etc . He's a True Friend , really not lying . And when his brothers do something foolish , he would just say it out . I really admire him , a lot ! ( not because he's my bf ) . Most importantly he never ever compare me with anyone &amp;amp; he accept me for who I am . Seeya soon buddy (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-5233656773004830169?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5233656773004830169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5233656773004830169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5233656773004830169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5233656773004830169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-dont-know-why-but-i-just-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-6645138042962068793</id><published>2011-10-06T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T22:47:35.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZInXSjovl1s/To6SaCQERMI/AAAAAAAAB0c/vMQdUJQaHVE/s1600/Photo045.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZInXSjovl1s/To6SaCQERMI/AAAAAAAAB0c/vMQdUJQaHVE/s320/Photo045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660622757629805762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yeah to my one &amp;amp; only zhuzy . Happy Belated Birthday ! Seeya soon (:&lt;div&gt;hahaha I love you ! cheezy . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-6645138042962068793?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6645138042962068793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=6645138042962068793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6645138042962068793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6645138042962068793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/10/ohh-yeah-to-my-one-only-zhuzy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZInXSjovl1s/To6SaCQERMI/AAAAAAAAB0c/vMQdUJQaHVE/s72-c/Photo045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5609444565687971424</id><published>2011-10-06T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T22:41:57.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;THE BEST 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHBmPjZ3LOY/To6Q57zbujI/AAAAAAAAB0U/a068nb7Vt38/s1600/5%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHBmPjZ3LOY/To6Q57zbujI/AAAAAAAAB0U/a068nb7Vt38/s320/5%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660621106631653938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IghjctGeSOQ/To6QJzqkEiI/AAAAAAAAB0M/pKUP0H1fQWM/s1600/IMG00831-20110915-1751.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IghjctGeSOQ/To6QJzqkEiI/AAAAAAAAB0M/pKUP0H1fQWM/s320/IMG00831-20110915-1751.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660620279813247522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go to work , I would like to post this picture . Finally nur is 19 years old . She made me proud (: She excel very well in her studies &amp;amp; Im very happy for her . But she really need to buck up &amp;amp; hopefully that special someone will help her out. I may not be there for her always but she never complaint in anyways . She understand that Im busy at work , my role at work &amp;amp; so she never say anything hurtful to hurt me . She knows very well when &amp;amp; where to find me , hahaha Im just a call away &amp;amp; one bus ride away .  And of course not to be forgotten my lovely nadrah &amp;amp; nabilah , they made me proud too in their job ! (: No matter how many times conflicts came up between nadrah &amp;amp; me , I'll never leave this friendship or walk away . Since secondary 1 till now ; They're still the ones . The irreplaceable girlfriends . Outsiders may npt understand this friendship we had . It's very complicated one but the love &amp;amp; the bond we had is very deep ;) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-5609444565687971424?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5609444565687971424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5609444565687971424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5609444565687971424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5609444565687971424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/10/best-3-before-i-go-to-work-i-would-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHBmPjZ3LOY/To6Q57zbujI/AAAAAAAAB0U/a068nb7Vt38/s72-c/5%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-7730346480701358046</id><published>2011-10-06T22:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T22:25:53.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlXlKJb3xoo/To6NU2vfFvI/AAAAAAAAB0E/Q_CoJiMKxxA/s1600/a1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlXlKJb3xoo/To6NU2vfFvI/AAAAAAAAB0E/Q_CoJiMKxxA/s320/a1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660617171082876658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-7730346480701358046?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7730346480701358046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=7730346480701358046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7730346480701358046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7730346480701358046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlXlKJb3xoo/To6NU2vfFvI/AAAAAAAAB0E/Q_CoJiMKxxA/s72-c/a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-2900309985231966144</id><published>2011-10-06T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T22:22:13.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To the future husband ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you really love her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you won’t touch her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not even the slightest bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You’ll protect her dignity and sacredness as a muslimah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just hold her in your heart for a few more years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then you can do it in the halal way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pure and sweet (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-2900309985231966144?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2900309985231966144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=2900309985231966144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2900309985231966144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2900309985231966144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-future-husband-if-you-really-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3543486955379845710</id><published>2011-09-14T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T12:06:28.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tsL9kI4on88/TnD6onkCiYI/AAAAAAAABz8/tt3nwkxmBCk/s1600/P1040171.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tsL9kI4on88/TnD6onkCiYI/AAAAAAAABz8/tt3nwkxmBCk/s320/P1040171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652293108071827842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tears of happiness captured by you (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-3543486955379845710?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3543486955379845710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3543486955379845710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3543486955379845710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3543486955379845710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/09/tears-of-happiness-captured-by-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tsL9kI4on88/TnD6onkCiYI/AAAAAAAABz8/tt3nwkxmBCk/s72-c/P1040171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-531427438921224451</id><published>2011-08-19T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T13:45:26.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And to someone special , thank you for standing by me all this while . Through good &amp;amp; bad times , you have never ever utter that word . you're really one of a kind . Thank you for having trust in me &amp;amp; thank you for guiding me somehow , thank you for tolerating my emotional moments &amp;amp; many more. May allah bless you &amp;amp; watch over you everyday . I'll see you soon , a guy with full of surprises ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-531427438921224451?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/531427438921224451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=531427438921224451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/531427438921224451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/531427438921224451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-to-someone-special-thank-you-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5815540250246241551</id><published>2011-08-19T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T13:10:15.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1_c2ZjgBiYg/Tk67yw4WXRI/AAAAAAAABz0/80XB6LuKGlQ/s1600/P1040071.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1_c2ZjgBiYg/Tk67yw4WXRI/AAAAAAAABz0/80XB6LuKGlQ/s320/P1040071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642653863930912018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-puYg5Oha6jw/Tk67yl7xIxI/AAAAAAAABzs/ll-M5lA7lEQ/s1600/P1040075.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-puYg5Oha6jw/Tk67yl7xIxI/AAAAAAAABzs/ll-M5lA7lEQ/s320/P1040075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642653860992459538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wavmvtGeInc/Tk67yaUOiPI/AAAAAAAABzk/WOekvza8xec/s1600/P1040080.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wavmvtGeInc/Tk67yaUOiPI/AAAAAAAABzk/WOekvza8xec/s320/P1040080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642653857873823986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I shall blog about Wendy Birthday Celebration on last tuesday . The day didn't start really good as I  fought with wendy before the surprise because some people just have to say things that was not true about me to her &amp;amp; so I as a human being can't tolerate this kind of childish matter anymore since I don't know when ; I AM REALLY A CHANGED PERSON SOMEHOW . Ohh well all I wanna do is to stand up for my rights &amp;amp; fight for my own battle with no one help . We argued like no one business , I felt so angry &amp;amp; pissed . So she ended up went out for a stroll . But surprisingly when she came back , her mood was okay . And I play along as I don't wish to spoil her day &amp;amp; especially her mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so we planned a surprise with our friends at work , the surprise was a SUCCESS ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We sang a very very super loud birthday song like the entire basement can hear us . HAHA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And wendy was touched plus she was at the verge of tears . I made her a jelly cake , ayu made kueh dadah in pink color specially for her &amp;amp; we bought a cake for her &amp;amp; she really love it . :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The truth is ; sometimes wendy is such a pain , at times I just feel like arguing with her be it if she's a supervisor meanwhile me is a _________ . HAHA ! who cares . Sometimes other workers do wrong things she just have to vent her anger on me . Like seriously nothing change on this part. No comment . No matter what had happened or will happen in the future I admit she's the Best Supervisor I ever had :) The memories we had since 2009 till now is very unforgettable . To tell you guys the truth , I can bear to be apart from them .... I wish I don't have to make a choice but sadly this is reality sometimes things don't go as what we've plan for our future. And when the day comes I have to leave wendy &amp;amp; ayu , I bet I will be in tears . I seriously love both of them . :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am praying hard till now that even if I have to go other places , I just hope that the friends over there will be good . sigh .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodnight everyone  .&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/7877354837615641761-5815540250246241551?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5815540250246241551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5815540250246241551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5815540250246241551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5815540250246241551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/08/today-i-shall-blog-about-wendy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1_c2ZjgBiYg/Tk67yw4WXRI/AAAAAAAABz0/80XB6LuKGlQ/s72-c/P1040071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-8979084630501348038</id><published>2011-08-16T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:06:58.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-232tMdt_yWw/Tkq_g_ctIUI/AAAAAAAABzc/g3sQx4U7OQs/s1600/senyum.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-232tMdt_yWw/Tkq_g_ctIUI/AAAAAAAABzc/g3sQx4U7OQs/s320/senyum.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641532056743518530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next time when we bump into each other again , we should at least smile longer right ? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe chit chat for awhile , insya'allah .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-8979084630501348038?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8979084630501348038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=8979084630501348038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8979084630501348038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8979084630501348038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/08/next-time-when-we-bump-into-each-other.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-232tMdt_yWw/Tkq_g_ctIUI/AAAAAAAABzc/g3sQx4U7OQs/s72-c/senyum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-4526511756078319235</id><published>2011-08-08T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:48:31.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ML1lQXXOKU/TkAu2D9IHlI/AAAAAAAABzU/_pTms6AX4AE/s1600/quran.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ML1lQXXOKU/TkAu2D9IHlI/AAAAAAAABzU/_pTms6AX4AE/s320/quran.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638558239777365586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really wish I could qatam as soon as possible . I stopped at Juz 27 since last year . Regretted it so much . I need to find time , time to make everything falls in perfectly . Insya'allah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-4526511756078319235?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4526511756078319235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=4526511756078319235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4526511756078319235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4526511756078319235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-really-wish-i-could-qatam-as-soon-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ML1lQXXOKU/TkAu2D9IHlI/AAAAAAAABzU/_pTms6AX4AE/s72-c/quran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-6934336983249898585</id><published>2011-08-03T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T11:41:39.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(77, 77, 77); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;h2 class="quote" style="font-size: 20px; font-weight: 500; line-height: 24px; text-shadow: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.898438) 0px 2px 1px; margin-right: 130px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; "&gt;Unlike prayers, charity, and pilgrimage, fasting is an invisible act. Only Allah and the person who is fasting know whether he or she is fasting or not. One may quietly eat or drink something and no one will notice and no one can find out. However, the fasting person has made this commitment for the sake of Allah and he or she wants to guard the purity of his or her fast for the sake of Allah. Fasting thus teaches sincerity, and it helps a person learn to live by the principles of his or her faith regardless whether others know or do not know. This is the very purpose and essence of taqwa. - Islamic Thinking :)&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SELAMAT MENUNAIKAN IBADAH PUASA KEPADA SEMUA MUSLIMS .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-6934336983249898585?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6934336983249898585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=6934336983249898585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6934336983249898585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6934336983249898585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/08/unlike-prayers-charity-and-pilgrimage.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-7808985455156371100</id><published>2011-08-03T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T10:59:35.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum everyone :D , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like updating my blog today &amp;amp; so here I am . Ohh well ramadhan is here again , the holy month. You know this year ramadhan will be so different . I don't why but I feel different. Plus now I am wearing hijab &amp;amp; sometimes I go overboard like ; HAHAHA I DON'T EVEN WEAR SLIPPERS ANYMORE.( I ditched my branded slippers away even mom don't wanna wear it ) Everything must be covered like someone says . hehe ! Plus if I buy some new clothes I don't take size "S" anymore , I took "M" instead . A lot of things have changed like seriously , my sense of fashion . Now I am in love with jubah &amp;amp; shawls . And I already decided to wear jubah for raya but I don't know what color to choose still deciding . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously , I feel happy about this year ramadhan &amp;amp; I can't wait for raya . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel blessed no matter what happen . (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way , about work . Things will change soon , very soon . And I am scared if they can't accept me for who I am . I have fears that there'll be some jealousy if they know the truth . Sometimes I wonder why can't friends be happy for their friends if their friend get compliments or promoted ? I can say I am different , cause I work hard really hard to achieve what's the best for me in work or life . But never ever I ask from Allah to give me a position that I could earn more respect or high pay or whatever regarding work . When my friends get compliments or promoted , I don't feel jealous cause I know they work hard &amp;amp; smart too .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But when it comes to me , others just have to ruin or be jealous . Like seriously , I had been in that situation before . So now , my status &amp;amp; my pay is confidential . Let it be secret between me &amp;amp; god .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nights everyone . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-7808985455156371100?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7808985455156371100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=7808985455156371100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7808985455156371100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7808985455156371100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/08/assalamualaikum-everyone-d-i-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-906674117118804049</id><published>2011-07-21T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T10:36:06.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(77, 77, 77); line-height: 18px; font-family:Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;Im just a regular person working a regular day job trying to hopefully inshallah make some sort of positive difference. If I make an error, please forgive me and correct me, and hopefully Allah SWT will forgive me. May Allah SWT make all our intentions pure and do our actions only for His sake, ameen. - Islamic Thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#4D4D4D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#4D4D4D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:13px;"&gt;You're my everyday inspiration . Your quotes give me hope every single day . (:&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/7877354837615641761-906674117118804049?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/906674117118804049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=906674117118804049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/906674117118804049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/906674117118804049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-just-regular-person-working-regular.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3045730038438235146</id><published>2011-07-21T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T10:49:49.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aei6oRJL1dU/TihmtkWNM4I/AAAAAAAABzM/Wv5LP0Wf93I/s1600/alhamdullilah.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aei6oRJL1dU/TihmtkWNM4I/AAAAAAAABzM/Wv5LP0Wf93I/s320/alhamdullilah.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631864267063767938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On my first day of wearing a Hijab ; I have this feeling inside of me . I am glad that I am prepared for a new start of my life . I am thankful to allah cause for the past few months I have been preparing myself secretly w/o no one notice my differences . I acted like the same old sabrina , somehow . But some of them asked me " Are you gonna wear a scarf ? " Then I said , maybe &amp;amp; maybe not . I don't give them a yes or a no answer because I know deep down my heart that this year will be the year I am going to be  Hijab Girl sooner or later. And in the end , I came to work with a Hijab on &amp;amp; everyone ( I MEAN IT ) was so stunned &amp;amp; surprised . They kept questioning me why , why &amp;amp; why ? &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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On my second day of wearing a Hijab ; my executive was surprised too . and my supervisor is still not use to see me in hijab. And so they keep questioning me but one of the customer , my F.I.S.H Chewy Junior Friends made my day cause they accept me for who I am. I'll never forget the customer who made my day (: . &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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have figure it out that somehow some people will not get use to the " NEW SABRINA " . That some people won't just stop giving me comments &amp;amp; talk behind my back &amp;amp; will forever question me why. And my decision is , the next time people ask me why , I will answer....&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;" I FEAR ALLAH &amp;amp; DEATH. I WANT TO REPENT &amp;amp; BE CLOSE TO ALLAH "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;By the way , I am changing not because of him.Get this straight.He told me once that is good for me to wear a hijab but when I am totally ready &amp;amp; sincere. I have been friends with him going two years now ..... if I wear a hijab because of him long ago maybe like two months we're friends I would be a hijab girl already. But sadly , it's not cause of him people .&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Seriously , think through out before you start assuming . You know , is not good to assume so  next time ask nicely. Be mature ! &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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Goodnight everyone (:&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/7877354837615641761-3045730038438235146?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3045730038438235146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3045730038438235146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3045730038438235146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3045730038438235146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-my-first-day-of-wearing-hijab-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aei6oRJL1dU/TihmtkWNM4I/AAAAAAAABzM/Wv5LP0Wf93I/s72-c/alhamdullilah.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3916895535156410504</id><published>2011-07-18T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T14:10:43.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KIRBJL6yn9k/TiShBXbvbmI/AAAAAAAABzE/18HLjypPZkE/s1600/dua.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KIRBJL6yn9k/TiShBXbvbmI/AAAAAAAABzE/18HLjypPZkE/s320/dua.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630802478962273890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ku sebut namamu di setiap doaku (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-3916895535156410504?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3916895535156410504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3916895535156410504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3916895535156410504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3916895535156410504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/07/ku-sebut-namamu-di-setiap-doaku_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KIRBJL6yn9k/TiShBXbvbmI/AAAAAAAABzE/18HLjypPZkE/s72-c/dua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-8300561144713489634</id><published>2011-07-18T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T10:21:07.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey Blog , I am back . What if I didn't come back &amp;amp; never update this blog of mine ? it'll be so dead. To tell the truth I miss blogging . But I don't miss my laptop like how my brother miss it even though the laptop belong to me.So basically , things changed a lot . Especially me . It took me a lot of courage to type all of this tonight &amp;amp; today . I just don't why but I feel it's time to share something today ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I changed . A lot , I can't deny the fact. I admit last time I used to skipped my prayers &amp;amp; always delayed my prayers . And somehow I forget about my late grandma "pesanan". But slowly surely I found myself back w/o no one help but only Allah &amp;amp; Signs.I even try to help others to change indirectly , you see I don't wish to offend anyone. Seriously I got no time to make enemies anymore . You see , I am not near perfect at all . But at least I am trying to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am trying my very best to be in the right path &amp;amp; never be apart from Allah . I don't expect everyone to accept my changes ,  I don't expect them to stop talking about me behind my back(like seriously we're normal human beings &amp;amp; we can't stop talking behind others back) but seriously try not to do that at all &amp;amp; change , I don't expect them not to laugh at me when they see me in hijab cause I was once a hijab girl &amp;amp; out of a sudden I took it off . I've learnt not to bother so much what other people might say or think about me , what matter most that I change for the sake of Allah &amp;amp; it's time to repent . Who knows when will i die ? And I fear death &amp;amp; Allah .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My time has come. I am blessed &amp;amp; tell you something I am lucky to noticed a lot of signals from Allah. At first it was hard but slowly I'll get use to it. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;This time I am wearing hijab not to impress anyone or for fashion sake or worst cause I wanna look pretty &amp;amp; umm like some people says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;" ohh that girl is wearing scarf , I bet she must be good " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;( I don't need all of the above to be a Hijab Girl ) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a hijab girl because ; I fear Allah s.w.t &amp;amp; death . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's time to repent &amp;amp; knock some senses in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to enter paradise not hell .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want other guys to gaze at me anymore nor look at my long , soft &amp;amp; silky hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to be a perfect Muslimah but a better &amp;amp; good Muslimah . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And syukur alhamdullilah my mom respect my decision &amp;amp; gave me her blessings . Ameen .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And to anyone who I did offend before , I am sorry for my actions &amp;amp; words . Forgive me .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May Allah bless all of you &amp;amp; open your heart like how Allah done to me . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7877354837615641761-8300561144713489634?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8300561144713489634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=8300561144713489634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8300561144713489634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8300561144713489634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/07/hey-blog-i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5713409514784835564</id><published>2011-06-29T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T19:35:03.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BmM92y8UDMc/Tgvg0KG-_1I/AAAAAAAAByw/RZjk_7Y0kMc/s1600/Picture0051.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BmM92y8UDMc/Tgvg0KG-_1I/AAAAAAAAByw/RZjk_7Y0kMc/s320/Picture0051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623835746373664594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess he's the only one who can stand my annoying jokes &amp;amp; I am the only one who can stand his irritating actions &amp;amp; lame jokes . " Eeeeeee Busuk ! " (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buddies will always be buddies . heee !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-5713409514784835564?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5713409514784835564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5713409514784835564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5713409514784835564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5713409514784835564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-guess-hes-only-one-who-can-stand-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BmM92y8UDMc/Tgvg0KG-_1I/AAAAAAAAByw/RZjk_7Y0kMc/s72-c/Picture0051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-7099772014523819737</id><published>2011-06-28T01:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T01:22:25.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CkJnA6emRTg/TgrRis2D6KI/AAAAAAAAByY/j7btUSyHQSU/s1600/never%2Bdone.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CkJnA6emRTg/TgrRis2D6KI/AAAAAAAAByY/j7btUSyHQSU/s320/never%2Bdone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623537478809151650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss being FREE , FREEDOM . What I meant is I wish I am still a student , her worries only will be her studies &amp;amp; her CCA . That's all not too many worries like now . Sadly human beings have to grow up no matter what right . Everyday we will be a day older . HAHAHA ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell you what , it's hard being an adult . Now at this age of 18 going to 19 soon , I feel all the responsibilities on me already. Mom said I was her only hope &amp;amp; so I must not let her down . And most importantly myself. I must make things right , actually is not that hard to start over .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like really change to someone better , change to a person that no one would expect .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am learning secretly w/o anyone notice. So one day when I appear in front of anyone they'll be SURPRISE by my good changes (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my changes is ; to ditch my laptop away . HAHAH update when I have time cause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM A WORKAHOLIC , I'LL NEVER CHANGE .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;unless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have kids .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Insyallah that will be in 7 years to come .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-7099772014523819737?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7099772014523819737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=7099772014523819737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7099772014523819737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7099772014523819737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-miss-being-free-freedom.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CkJnA6emRTg/TgrRis2D6KI/AAAAAAAAByY/j7btUSyHQSU/s72-c/never%2Bdone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-4272888200327928320</id><published>2011-06-05T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T10:58:18.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_Q1-nIX3xE/TevDqBRZ74I/AAAAAAAABxw/Xi9yFCMXsyQ/s1600/lo%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_Q1-nIX3xE/TevDqBRZ74I/AAAAAAAABxw/Xi9yFCMXsyQ/s320/lo%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614796487110815618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And tonight , I shall update my blog specially for him. Ohh well he is at Desaru now . His family went for a holiday &amp;amp; so he tag along cause he had no choice . What surprise me is that he choose to go to work rather than 3 days 2 nights holiday . That guy he really wants to work so hard for his future . But seriously , at times you need to release stress &amp;amp; spend time with your family . I know he is having so much fun over there . I wish I could go for a holiday too but I can't take leave for now . Maybe after july , maybe 3 days straight before my birthday ;) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well , I must admit that it's quiet without him here in Singapore . 3 days straight no wake up calls for subuh prayer , no more " oh 5 minutes , 5 minutes please " , no one to irritate me &amp;amp; many more . ( HAHA I can't possibly type everything here . ) Well let's put this way ; I MISS YOU ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;" I miss you a lot more than you think. And just because I can't hear your voice tonight doesn't mean I don't think about you. You never even left my mind , you're there all the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥ "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-4272888200327928320?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4272888200327928320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=4272888200327928320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4272888200327928320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4272888200327928320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-tonight-i-shall-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_Q1-nIX3xE/TevDqBRZ74I/AAAAAAAABxw/Xi9yFCMXsyQ/s72-c/lo%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-6017365490588485676</id><published>2011-05-29T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T04:11:21.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KqZvnSPZIQ/TeIm9k5n8aI/AAAAAAAABxc/4LBRsLCvWLU/s1600/fairy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KqZvnSPZIQ/TeIm9k5n8aI/AAAAAAAABxc/4LBRsLCvWLU/s320/fairy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612090924976304546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is everything . But let me tell you something , when you're in love with someone be it man/women when they make you happy is like you're over the rainbow but if they make you sad really bad , till you lose your inner-soul , till you lose your trust in them .... it feels like everything that you have in life it's totally gone .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well , I had been hurt so bad . You may not know how bad . Even if I tell you how bad it is , you'll never really understand &amp;amp; feel the same like I do . NEVER .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so I have decided the moment you left me alone to survive the journey on my own , I told myself each &amp;amp; everyday I won't let any other guys or man destroy my everything ever again .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And even if I really love that person , I'll let go if the love is not true .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll do anything , learn anything to be a good muslimah .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if we're meant to be , then that's it . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Jodoh di tangan Allah ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-6017365490588485676?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6017365490588485676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=6017365490588485676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6017365490588485676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6017365490588485676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/05/love-is-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KqZvnSPZIQ/TeIm9k5n8aI/AAAAAAAABxc/4LBRsLCvWLU/s72-c/fairy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-829568372963166366</id><published>2011-05-22T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T05:31:49.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lfeN9iXDFcg/TdkBWwlMOXI/AAAAAAAABxU/Js3JTl4IHyM/s1600/sssssoo%2527.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lfeN9iXDFcg/TdkBWwlMOXI/AAAAAAAABxU/Js3JTl4IHyM/s320/sssssoo%2527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609516301376305522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All that a girl need is a MAN . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just one guy , who would be man enough to prove to her that not all men are the same .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ fyna ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-829568372963166366?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/829568372963166366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=829568372963166366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/829568372963166366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/829568372963166366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/05/all-that-girl-need-is-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lfeN9iXDFcg/TdkBWwlMOXI/AAAAAAAABxU/Js3JTl4IHyM/s72-c/sssssoo%2527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-1367731776057283789</id><published>2011-05-14T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T10:29:40.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gRlgc9Nw8Ks/Tc67Vw_-qhI/AAAAAAAABxE/hh6Rjzhku3I/s1600/ayat-ayat%2Bcinta.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gRlgc9Nw8Ks/Tc67Vw_-qhI/AAAAAAAABxE/hh6Rjzhku3I/s320/ayat-ayat%2Bcinta.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606624568727742994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember this ? I still remember watching this for few times with zanna if I am not wrong at uncle's place . I cried every time watching this . And of course I still remember watching this with you . HAHAHA ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" Kita merancang tapi Allah yang menentukan semuanya "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-1367731776057283789?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1367731776057283789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=1367731776057283789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1367731776057283789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1367731776057283789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/05/remember-this-i-still-remember-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gRlgc9Nw8Ks/Tc67Vw_-qhI/AAAAAAAABxE/hh6Rjzhku3I/s72-c/ayat-ayat%2Bcinta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5926786003098412608</id><published>2011-05-14T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T10:25:20.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;" Biar orang buat kita , jangan kita buat orang . Dan sentiasa percaya kepada Allah s.w.t "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been pushing myself too hard at work. I didn't even notice it till last friday my body felt so weak , my face turned pale , my eyes was red &amp;amp; watery , keep coughing till I scare some " P " around me , flu getting bad to worst . And yet I was stubborn always think about others first than myself at work . (sorry , i am just being me) . I really didn't want to go home even when they all told me so especially " kak ani " . She really nagged &amp;amp; nagged at me . But I still stayed on till 11 am I decided to took my leave &amp;amp; went home . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe just maybe I had been helping too many people at work at one go till I forgotten about my own health , that my body also need plenty of rest . The weird part is while I was on the way out from my work place P kept asking me questions &amp;amp; I can't possibly turn them down right ? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am still sick . Fever has gone but flu &amp;amp; cough have not . But I am still going to work on MONDAY , I wanna put smiles on others face on monday morning with my SMILE even though if I am not feeling well .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slowly , surely I am gonna get this right on monday , that everything will go smoothly . That I am just not a girl but soon to be a grown up (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I work I tend to be not so serious , what I meant is I am never selfish of teaching others &amp;amp; sharing my knowledge &amp;amp; jokes at work . That I tend to smiled &amp;amp; laughed even though I am doing my work .If you're too serious about work w/o having a smile on your face , what's' the point ? Work gonna be boring I tell you ! I discover something new about myself , that I am not afraid in facing difficult "customers" face to face or even on the phone . Weird part is that I always had this cheerful high pitch tone in me whenever I say " good morning , take care " as I welcome them or bid goodbye . HAHAHA! And seriously , I loving my job each &amp;amp; everyday ! Sometimes my buddies would close their ears &amp;amp; looked at me " why you so hyper huh everyday , laugh &amp;amp; laugh ? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello , reality check please . I am just human being . I shed tears too but this time round I have learnt not to cry in front of others except my loved ones . HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;K I am off to sleep early tonight , assalamualaikum (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-5926786003098412608?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5926786003098412608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5926786003098412608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5926786003098412608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5926786003098412608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-4423414323018572522</id><published>2011-05-08T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T09:01:18.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zYtshnwZx1U/Tca896g47dI/AAAAAAAABw8/gUQh4lV39cc/s1600/cute.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zYtshnwZx1U/Tca896g47dI/AAAAAAAABw8/gUQh4lV39cc/s320/cute.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604374558174408146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BABIES MAKE YOU HAPPY RIGHT ? ^.^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this picture is for you , ash ke ash .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for accompanying me took the cake , ate lunch with me &amp;amp; always send me home to the door . Hees ! Just now was fun playing catching with you for a few minutes before you headed home . HAHAHA let's do it again . Seeya soon ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way , I'm the moon . Please . HAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-4423414323018572522?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4423414323018572522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=4423414323018572522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4423414323018572522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4423414323018572522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/05/babies-make-you-happy-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zYtshnwZx1U/Tca896g47dI/AAAAAAAABw8/gUQh4lV39cc/s72-c/cute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-6612522314870245233</id><published>2011-05-08T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T08:55:00.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2FnshvZ42wE/Tca8mKsctuI/AAAAAAAABw0/cLY-1wi_Awg/s1600/mom.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2FnshvZ42wE/Tca8mKsctuI/AAAAAAAABw0/cLY-1wi_Awg/s320/mom.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604374150200997602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE YOU , IBU (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-6612522314870245233?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6612522314870245233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=6612522314870245233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6612522314870245233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6612522314870245233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-you-ibu.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2FnshvZ42wE/Tca8mKsctuI/AAAAAAAABw0/cLY-1wi_Awg/s72-c/mom.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-6639854257775943185</id><published>2011-05-07T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T10:43:08.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Droid Serif', Times, 'Times New Roman', Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(45, 45, 45); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1.6em; letter-spacing: 0.5px; "&gt;Yang dicari; walau bukan putera raja, biarlah putera agama. Yang diimpi, biarlah tak punya rupa, asal sedap dipandang mata. Yang dinilai, bukan sempurna sifat jasmani, asalkan sihat rohani dan hati. Yang diharap, bukan jihad pada semangat, asal perjuangannya ada matlamat. Yang datang, tak perlu rijal yang gemilang, kerana diri ini serikandi dengan silam yang kelam. Yang dinanti, bukan lamaran dengan permata, cukuplah akad dan janji setia. Dan yg akan terjadi, andai tak sama dgn kehendak hati, insyaAllah ku redha ketetapan Ilahi.&lt;/h2&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/7877354837615641761-6639854257775943185?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6639854257775943185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=6639854257775943185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6639854257775943185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6639854257775943185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/05/yang-dicari-walau-bukan-putera-raja.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-1904730922703726792</id><published>2011-05-07T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T10:26:37.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKXVVDeCBwg/TcV_O7Ke5aI/AAAAAAAABws/kSdDYx5xbRc/s1600/sujud.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKXVVDeCBwg/TcV_O7Ke5aI/AAAAAAAABws/kSdDYx5xbRc/s320/sujud.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604025205709006242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I may not know who you are but definitely somehow you've changed me &amp;amp; my point of views in everything daily w/o fail . You made me see that there's more good facts about being a MUSLIMAH &amp;amp; having ISLAM as your religion . When I was at the verge of giving up you made me believe that I should not give up in myself &amp;amp; life cause Allah never once give up in me &amp;amp; always never stop giving me chances . I hope you know that you're my everyday inspirations &amp;amp; idol (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May allah bless you , friend . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-1904730922703726792?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1904730922703726792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=1904730922703726792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1904730922703726792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1904730922703726792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-may-not-know-who-you-are-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKXVVDeCBwg/TcV_O7Ke5aI/AAAAAAAABws/kSdDYx5xbRc/s72-c/sujud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-7409353612415183325</id><published>2011-05-07T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T10:18:18.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People come , people go ; what I mean is that sometimes you've to learn to let go some people in your life if you think they're not worth your time , love , care &amp;amp; concern . Letting go does not mean you totally shut them out from your life . Sometimes it's about you giving up on them cause all this while you're with them all you could feel is tiredness . Cause all this while you're the only one who trying your best to communicate &amp;amp; wanting to have bonding sessions with them but in the end they themselves didn't do their part. So you choose to let go secretly without them notice. And of course in the other hand letting go does not mean you totally give up on them but again secretly you still care , love &amp;amp; wanting them in your life w/o them knowing.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; ( I am not referring to anyone , well I am just saying ) PEACE !&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;Never Judge the book by it's cover ; It's about my new friends that I had made along the journey in my new work  .... wait , let's just say " MY NEW CAREER " (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made a lot of new friends &amp;amp; mostly it's  malays . But tell you what , I am addicted to chinese friends already . But it does not mean that I leave behind all my malays friends right ? I am amazed that I actually can clicked very well with my chinese friends . They entertained my craps like how the malays friends does it . One of my fav chinese friend is " Pei Yi " aka ChatterBox like me ! And not to be forgotten my fav malays friends that's " Leena &amp;amp; Liza " aka as my 2L's . ohhh one more fav friend she came from Filipino ! Her name is " Irene " aka my Kak Irene , she's a mom by the way but yet she's COOL !  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On top of that I am the YOUNGEST among my batch of new friends &amp;amp; class too . HAHAHA ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not cool okay cause why ? All eyes on me ! Cause I am the youngest so their expectations of me is HIGH . And I seriously don't like it . " ohh you're young so you can absorb that well &amp;amp; fast right ? " I don't like it when people think like that of me . For your info , I am a slow learner . But I can be a good worker once I master all the things that well (; Seriously , practice make it perfect . I always believe in that . Plus we also need time to master all that steps . And so they thought they can bully me just like that ?? HAHA ! sorry you gonna mess with the wrong person actually . I may look blur , I may be a slow learner but never ever once you underestimate me cause I am not gonna show you my angry sides just yet . My patience is higher than you expected it to be . I may not be clever as the rest but my passion in my work light up everything (:&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;And sometimes I don't like to be stuck in the middle again . I thought I would not be stuck in that kind of situation with my new friends . But I think it's fated to always be the " MIDDLE PERSON" . They choose to confide in me &amp;amp; share stories with me . I have two groups of malay friends , all of them is from Polytechnic . And all are in their Twenties . Except me (; It's hard when the both group are nice towards me but when they interact with each other it's like totally different atmosphere . Krik Krik -.- &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:#FF0000;"&gt;Whatever it is , May Allah Bless all of them &amp;amp; Open their Eyes &amp;amp; Heart . &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/7877354837615641761-7409353612415183325?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7409353612415183325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=7409353612415183325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7409353612415183325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7409353612415183325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/05/people-come-people-go-what-i-mean-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-6975685690904323461</id><published>2011-05-07T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T09:54:42.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;16 DAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; It's been awhile I didn't update this blog of mine . As if like I am totally busy with my career . But no , I didn't forget about my blog . Just that sometimes I don't know what to type , share about my daily routines . Just that I can't find the right words to say &amp;amp; share , that's all .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;16 DAYS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; A lot of things happened . People come , People go . Lesson Learnt . Never Judge The Book By It's Cover . Beautiful Things About ISLAM (: . Don't Ever Give Up In Life .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/7877354837615641761-6975685690904323461?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6975685690904323461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=6975685690904323461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6975685690904323461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6975685690904323461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/05/16-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-1783779253080772099</id><published>2011-04-21T10:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T10:28:41.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oCyoKz4yQns/TbBpFrEFxFI/AAAAAAAABwk/nXahauLAw-I/s1600/heart.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oCyoKz4yQns/TbBpFrEFxFI/AAAAAAAABwk/nXahauLAw-I/s320/heart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598089883001668690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so where's my 365 papers heart shape ? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-1783779253080772099?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1783779253080772099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=1783779253080772099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1783779253080772099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1783779253080772099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-so-wheres-my-365-papers-heart-shape.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oCyoKz4yQns/TbBpFrEFxFI/AAAAAAAABwk/nXahauLAw-I/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-6794759996703822437</id><published>2011-04-18T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:11:12.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SIXh017yw2w/TaxSlEFYdnI/AAAAAAAABwc/XA69-pHmGkE/s1600/ask.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SIXh017yw2w/TaxSlEFYdnI/AAAAAAAABwc/XA69-pHmGkE/s320/ask.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596939233619637874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every day I pray so that I'll be closer to you more than in this temporary world . Partly you're the reason why I hang on everyday to this job . Cause helping them , seeing their smiles &amp;amp; cheering them up was worth while . With you watching over me , I feel at peace (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I admit I am scared but I am changing each day &amp;amp; I don't  care what people wanna say about my changes to be close to you . What matter most was I put you first as my priority in this life .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And to whoever detest me or something or to whoever that I dislike now , I am trying to love &amp;amp; forgive you all like how I learned to forgive &amp;amp; care for this someone till today. (as long as I am alive)&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/7877354837615641761-6794759996703822437?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6794759996703822437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=6794759996703822437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6794759996703822437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6794759996703822437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/04/every-day-i-pray-so-that-ill-be-closer.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SIXh017yw2w/TaxSlEFYdnI/AAAAAAAABwc/XA69-pHmGkE/s72-c/ask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3222641966562371017</id><published>2011-04-14T11:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T11:50:20.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6fWxbT12n6U/TadAyQ9lH8I/AAAAAAAABwU/pM6v--5Xpt4/s1600/ashyraf.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6fWxbT12n6U/TadAyQ9lH8I/AAAAAAAABwU/pM6v--5Xpt4/s320/ashyraf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595512294322020290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is for you bby. Im always here for you. Even if you got angry at me because of other things but you're stressed out , its okay. Cause im willing to be your punching bag. Your listening ear . Your shoulder to cry and wipe your tears and mucus. The reason my heart beats is because of you. Ive grown to be more patient with anything. Youre the reason I smile wide. The reason I smile to myself thinking of those beautiful memories with you. I am your man. I would love to be your Mcgriddles if you'd be my apple pie &amp;lt;3 . This post is for you. Saying that I dont update for you anymore. Heh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imissyou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iloveyou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care Love. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-3222641966562371017?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3222641966562371017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3222641966562371017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3222641966562371017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3222641966562371017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-for-you-bby.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6fWxbT12n6U/TadAyQ9lH8I/AAAAAAAABwU/pM6v--5Xpt4/s72-c/ashyraf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-7586912385566817933</id><published>2011-04-06T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T10:45:54.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-viXg2UsBg2E/TZymw9XXJUI/AAAAAAAABwM/gaCMUy41diI/s1600/amin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-viXg2UsBg2E/TZymw9XXJUI/AAAAAAAABwM/gaCMUy41diI/s320/amin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592528197323793730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-7586912385566817933?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7586912385566817933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=7586912385566817933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7586912385566817933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7586912385566817933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/04/d.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-viXg2UsBg2E/TZymw9XXJUI/AAAAAAAABwM/gaCMUy41diI/s72-c/amin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-8228973875687104970</id><published>2011-04-06T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T10:44:21.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I told myself to be strong every time but at the end of the day I still feel some weakness in me but I can't help it and so at times I cried . Cried maybe things changing so fast that I am scared to think about tomorrow or the future . But I am not gonna give up yet . I want to make a change in my life . Slowly , sooner or later things will get better . Insyallah (:&lt;div&gt; THINK THINK THINK POSITIVE SAB !&lt;div&gt;And so this week gonna be my last week to be so free . Starting next week my new journey gonna start soon . I am just so scared . Seriously I can't handle minahs and they can't handle me too -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am praying that next monday insyallah no minahs , I can't click with them . pfft ! I am so gonna tenangkan my hati this friday . :(&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/7877354837615641761-8228973875687104970?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8228973875687104970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=8228973875687104970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8228973875687104970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8228973875687104970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-told-myself-to-be-strong-every-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3704725566111202595</id><published>2011-04-04T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T09:39:16.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fY6_P6MPvJU/TZnz0TGo3SI/AAAAAAAABwE/yoFlBOKwJ6A/s1600/cute.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fY6_P6MPvJU/TZnz0TGo3SI/AAAAAAAABwE/yoFlBOKwJ6A/s320/cute.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591768492164046114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alalalalala CUTE YER !!! this picture make me miss my TEMBAM , SEPET &amp;amp; LENTIK !! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meeting them soon !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-3704725566111202595?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3704725566111202595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3704725566111202595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3704725566111202595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3704725566111202595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/04/alalalalala-cute-yer-this-picture-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fY6_P6MPvJU/TZnz0TGo3SI/AAAAAAAABwE/yoFlBOKwJ6A/s72-c/cute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-2705856469617970836</id><published>2011-04-01T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T13:28:36.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kpvuumdMmRA/TZYwonTs9CI/AAAAAAAABv8/r6px_8ziz5A/s1600/IMG00244-20110331-1557.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kpvuumdMmRA/TZYwonTs9CI/AAAAAAAABv8/r6px_8ziz5A/s320/IMG00244-20110331-1557.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590709461731570722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TE AMO . &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I LOVE MY SMOOTH , LONG &amp;amp; THICK HAIR . Right now I am loving every moments spend with my loved ones especially beloved mom . Talking to her made my mind feel at ease , slightly better . And she told me to let go of FA cause she know me too well that I can't juggle work &amp;amp; study anymore . Secondly , I can't wait to meet zhuzy tomorrow . It's been a long time since I last went out with her to bugis . And of course I can't wait to meet my bffs ! YESSA we're going to ________ . Till now I won't tell her . Seriously how I wish I am with nad right now at her kampong . Sadly , I had to listened to mom cause I don't want to disappoint her ever again . I am sorry bff :'( . I swear I wanna be by your side , to be your listening ear . Cause whatever happened to you is somehow same that happened to me before . It's like as if our fate is the same . I MISS YOU ALREADY ! Thirdly , buddy always make me smile (: Thanks to him I finally open my heart &amp;amp; mind to do something that would bring me good &amp;amp; to the right path . Thanks to him for staying by my side thru thick &amp;amp; thin every single day . Insyallah : HIJAB ON ! one fine day .And today bff nur made me smiled thru out the night . We talked about our memories in secondary school . Aww I am missing every bits of secondary moments . I miss being a very good role model to them ; MURID TERCONTOH , SKIRT PANJANG , BAG SEBESAR BESARNYA ! Cam nak lari rumah &amp;amp; PLUS MY PENCIL BOX WILL ALWAYS HAVE EXTRA HERE &amp;amp; THERE (: Haha that nur make fun of me through out our conversation . I can't believe myself till now that I ran after a teacher before &amp;amp; begged him to stay . all thanks to the boys -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ HAPPY WEEKENDS ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-2705856469617970836?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2705856469617970836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=2705856469617970836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2705856469617970836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2705856469617970836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/04/te-amo.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kpvuumdMmRA/TZYwonTs9CI/AAAAAAAABv8/r6px_8ziz5A/s72-c/IMG00244-20110331-1557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-7235856541401973925</id><published>2011-04-01T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T13:06:47.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the final decision had been made someone just had to screwed them all . It's not that I am selfish but this time round I really need to go &amp;amp; think about my future . It's not that I don't have a heart . It's you who don't. How long more must I &amp;amp; her stay there &amp;amp; work like maids ? ohh you told me till the new staffs have settle down properly within 2 weeks? THINK . If you think openly , I also need my freaking rest during weekends ! For god sake . For once let me go before I really turn nasty . Cause I know I can be one if you really go overboard . At least I told you I&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;m going for good . Yes , for good . Decision made .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And seriously , I don't tell people my secrets unless I trust them . But if they really have to tell others , I got nothing else to say . But from there onwards I can see their true colors . And seriously feelings change , attitude too . I keep wondering why must they changed ? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It break my heart but I got no choice but to keep my mouth shut .&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/7877354837615641761-7235856541401973925?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7235856541401973925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=7235856541401973925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7235856541401973925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7235856541401973925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-final-decision-had-been-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5808128931547824891</id><published>2011-03-26T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T12:59:28.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" NOBODY CAN REMOVE HURT EXCEPT ALLAH "&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:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&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:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even if someone tries to cause you any hurt , stay firm in your belief and remember that no can cause you any pain if Allah does not desire it for you . And if Allah touches you with hurt , there's none who can remove it but ; ALLAH . And if allah intend any good for you , there is none who can keep back his favour .&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:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He brings it to whom he pleases of his servants , And he is forgiving , most merciful .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Surah Yunus ; 10:107.&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:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&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:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And did you still remember those days when I keep on feeling so hurt ? I said no matter what I will forgive you . And yes , you're forgiven . And of course to another beautiful soul .... no matter what happened I will forgive you too . Always remember that .....&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:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&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:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" A PROMISE MADE IS A PROMISE KEPT " &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:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-5808128931547824891?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5808128931547824891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5808128931547824891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5808128931547824891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5808128931547824891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/03/nobody-can-remove-hurt-except-allah.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-2349209896430122758</id><published>2011-03-26T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T12:42:03.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONdcITQudh8/TY5AVd0qOKI/AAAAAAAABvk/0dbtKtV5D6k/s1600/IMG00209-20110324-1432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONdcITQudh8/TY5AVd0qOKI/AAAAAAAABvk/0dbtKtV5D6k/s400/IMG00209-20110324-1432.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588474925140293794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HE WILL ALWAYS BE MY FAV NEPHEW (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keTk3oC-QJ8/TY5AUmhJZpI/AAAAAAAABvc/NnqmINAcGRk/s1600/IMG00211-20110324-1433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keTk3oC-QJ8/TY5AUmhJZpI/AAAAAAAABvc/NnqmINAcGRk/s400/IMG00211-20110324-1433.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588474910294501010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SHE IS MY FAV SEPET (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lwzfMTH9WLQ/TY5AUZZMbCI/AAAAAAAABvU/btkZKONTzps/s1600/IMG00215-20110324-1435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lwzfMTH9WLQ/TY5AUZZMbCI/AAAAAAAABvU/btkZKONTzps/s400/IMG00215-20110324-1435.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588474906771483682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HE IS MY TEMBAM (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been quite busy lately with ___________ . HAHAHA ! And of course I requested 3 days off from work this week cause I just feel like it's time to take a break . And so last wednesday I went to aunty's crib. I miss her cooking the most especially Cik kiah , 2nd place would be Mak Mah &amp;amp; then Ibu Ros. And so I spend my wednesday night by playing monopoly deal with beloved zhuzy . First timer play like a PRO , 2nd round I lose. HAHAHA ! 3rd round I WON . I think we took turns to win the games . Afterwards zhuzy paitao me &amp;amp; let me listened to MJ12 alone for a few minutes until I called Buddy to accompany me on the phone . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the next morning I woke up &amp;amp; immediately saw my cousin abang iman reading the newspaper . And of course I decided to disturb him with my ( MUKA BUSUK , MULUT BAU ) . HAHAHA funny ! (: I spend my afternoon &amp;amp; evening with my 3R's the most . LENTIK , SEPET &amp;amp; TEMBAM . It's my first time hearing rusyaidi calling me Aunty ina , usually he would called me INA here &amp;amp; there only -.- . Rusydina is very cute little big sister , who love to brighten my day with her hehe , haha &amp;amp; huhu . She amazed me cause she love to laughed a lot . Especially rusydan my Favorite Chubby Cheek !!! He had grown bigger , fatter , chubby after 2 months of not meeting him . I feel so happy when I saw him &amp;amp; I am proud of myself cause I managed to carried him even though his neck still lembek &amp;amp; most importantly he fall asleep in my arms .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM OVER THE MOON WHEN I MET MY ADORABLE 3R's !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only Allah know what I really feel inside that point of time (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spend my thursday night at Nab Crib &amp;amp; then Slept at Nad Crib . Went to Nab Crib &amp;amp; talked here &amp;amp; there . And again , BABIES really make me SMILE (: . Alif , nadrah nephew was there too . hehe ! It's been so long since I last saw him &amp;amp; now he know how to speak very well . It's been a great night &amp;amp; memorable one too . Sleeping with Best Friends really make me smile even though I didn't show it . I must admit every time when we part , I can't wait for another outing together. ~ I LOVE THEM ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7877354837615641761-2349209896430122758?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2349209896430122758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=2349209896430122758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2349209896430122758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2349209896430122758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-have-been-quite-busy-lately-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONdcITQudh8/TY5AVd0qOKI/AAAAAAAABvk/0dbtKtV5D6k/s72-c/IMG00209-20110324-1432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-1738758373988173475</id><published>2011-03-26T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T12:05:07.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week have been a roller coaster ride week for me . Frankly speaking I am tired of working at FA &amp;amp; I feel that maybe it's time to bid goodbye for real &amp;amp; not having regrets later on . But I still need time to think through . I thank Allah cause mom is always here &amp;amp; there beside me 24/7 caring , loving , worrying  about me since the 1st day I am born in this world . I do appreciate her a lot .There's some saying ; " Your mother is your true best friend "  . And so tonight I must admit that she is my true best friend for 18 years.(insyallah more years to come.)  Now days she will always helped me out about my work , seriously she's the best mom I ever had . Every time when I do something that hurt her now days , I will always had the flashbacks of the night when I cried on her shoulder &amp;amp; she's the one who listened to my cries &amp;amp; screams &amp;amp; most importantly she's the one who put me to sleep like a baby when the day I thought I lost control of myself . No matter what , she's the person I trust most in this world . She will always be the person who told me that no matter what " NATURAL BEAUTY IS THE BEST " . That I am beautiful (: &lt;div&gt;And of course she is the person I love most after Allah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU IBU ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-1738758373988173475?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1738758373988173475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=1738758373988173475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1738758373988173475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1738758373988173475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-4232224160317049871</id><published>2011-03-20T12:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T12:09:50.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHaj2kvrQck/TYZQY21y5kI/AAAAAAAABvM/BiTm9x7mxNg/s1600/gigi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHaj2kvrQck/TYZQY21y5kI/AAAAAAAABvM/BiTm9x7mxNg/s400/gigi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586240775767909954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And tonight will be one of the nights , I go to sleep smiling widely cause of you :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always remember that you're extraordinary to me .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you ipah !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( this picture was when I am so tembam lorh , ewww I am so gemok. And you with your short hair . )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*PARANOID ALERT*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-4232224160317049871?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4232224160317049871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=4232224160317049871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4232224160317049871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4232224160317049871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/03/and-tonight-will-be-one-of-nights-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHaj2kvrQck/TYZQY21y5kI/AAAAAAAABvM/BiTm9x7mxNg/s72-c/gigi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3166529548279354965</id><published>2011-03-20T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T10:56:21.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Few days had passed , I feel like it's been a long time since I last update my blog . And so here I am typing away with music on , feeling happy out of a sudden . It seems like everything is almost perfect for now . So lately , I have been busy working , nothing new by the way . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a hell yeah crazy week as kak dayah took 6 days off from work , so when I reached home I settled down quickly &amp;amp; headed to bed as early as I can &amp;amp; woke up the next day just to went to work . Even on my off days I need to rush to meet my girls cause .... it's one of my best friends birthday :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So lately , everything is going alright now . As for friendship , I had no more comments anymore . But I thanked allah as always cause no matter what allah will always answered my prayers when it comes to FRIENDSHIP with my girls . And seriously I can't wait to really surprise someone . It's been a long time since I &amp;amp; her go out dating , just the two of us . I do miss that really . But I have a problem &amp;amp; only she knows . HAHAHA ! we're in the same boat huh ? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As for work ; There will always be so many reasons I have to give over here but most importantly , I really need to go . Who cares , I have done it before &amp;amp; now this will be my &amp;amp; final time I really go . I do feel happy if I really quit FA but I will miss FA esp my awesome bunch of friends at 313 , Paragon &amp;amp; TM . But for future sake , I seriously need to say bye-bye ! &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/7877354837615641761-3166529548279354965?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3166529548279354965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3166529548279354965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3166529548279354965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3166529548279354965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/03/few-days-had-passed-i-feel-like-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3842160323907708054</id><published>2011-03-11T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T11:13:38.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QPF1Zxel9Eg/TXpzaVw-tmI/AAAAAAAABuU/aruHDxOXUzw/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QPF1Zxel9Eg/TXpzaVw-tmI/AAAAAAAABuU/aruHDxOXUzw/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582901584435525218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Through thick and thin , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rich and poor , laughter &amp;amp; tear , true friends is always there &amp;amp; never leave .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From 5 down to 3 . THREESOME&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;♡&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;♡&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-3842160323907708054?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3842160323907708054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3842160323907708054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3842160323907708054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3842160323907708054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/03/through-thick-and-thin-rich-and-poor.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QPF1Zxel9Eg/TXpzaVw-tmI/AAAAAAAABuU/aruHDxOXUzw/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-8433127459586137879</id><published>2011-03-10T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T11:24:27.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TREASURE.LOVE.TRUST.CARE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2HR7z86y-yc/TXp2SweVQQI/AAAAAAAABuk/s5qDZPo18kk/s1600/IMG00164-20110308-1443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2HR7z86y-yc/TXp2SweVQQI/AAAAAAAABuk/s5qDZPo18kk/s400/IMG00164-20110308-1443.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582904752700997890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I keep saying " thank you " to you &amp;amp; at times buddy I think you can't stand me saying thank you so many times . Sorry but I am just being me . Again let me state over here .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a pleasure knowing &amp;amp; meeting each of your brothers &amp;amp; friends . Of course I can't deny the fact that I will feel shy but you know me somehow I will get myself talking to them after all this is SAB . HAHAHA ! A friendly girl ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been a great moments spend together , day &amp;amp; night with them at the chalet . Seeing them crying their lungs out really did upset me somehow deep down my heart . I can't imagine myself crying for you if you have to go for NS . I bet I will cry 10 times more than how khairiya cried for khairi .Hearing their jokes really made me laughed esp yoga , seeing them acting so stress-free running about early in the morning really do cheered me up .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bond between you &amp;amp; your brothers really " wow " me . Even though you are mad at them cause every time you cleaned up the mess , they mess it all over again . But I know you , you still care &amp;amp; treasure them to bits no matter what . And you're not that type of irresponsible &amp;amp; bad person . You're a kind-hearted person &amp;amp; a very responsible guy &amp;amp; understanding . I am not saying this cause of that you're my lover or my buddy but I am saying it as an individual about what I really think about you . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So again , Thank you for everything buddy . For giving me a chance to interact with all of your friends . They've been nice to me like seriously . They even thanked me for cleaning up the mess too. They're good friends (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-8433127459586137879?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8433127459586137879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=8433127459586137879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8433127459586137879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8433127459586137879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-love-you-i-know-i-keep-saying-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2HR7z86y-yc/TXp2SweVQQI/AAAAAAAABuk/s5qDZPo18kk/s72-c/IMG00164-20110308-1443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5554513697560008958</id><published>2011-03-10T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T07:58:34.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a secret , everyone has many secrets including me . It's all up to you wether you wanna be open to someone &amp;amp; tell what is your deepest secret in life . But again at times it's better to left it untold , let it just be between you &amp;amp; god . Lately I keep hearing more truth facts from someone , it hurt me a lot . I have tried to control my emotions but its useless , the emotions get controlled of me yesterday . I cried for them , I cried hard . I miss them but it's useless now . It seems like everything I do to save it from falling apart is useless . I know I have tried my best in this 7 years but at the second thought I think I didn't . I keep asking myself why , why &amp;amp; why is this happening now ? Why must it be now ? I know all the facts is true but I still somehow can't accept the fact like she does . Why can't the 3 of them let bygones be bygones ? like she . She really wanted to change for the better , for the friendship . I can see &amp;amp; sense it but why can't they give a freaking chance ?! Why myst there be EGO again ? Seriously , I don't understand why now must this happened to us , wait to you &amp;amp; her &amp;amp; her only . GRUDGES WON'T BRING YOU NOWHERE ! I still love you 4 the same . Frankly speaking , where's your freaking guts to solve this matter ? I am out .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THINK . Till when I am gonna be here always solving this problems in this friendship . Till when? I can't be here forever , I will die one day but I don't know when . Maybe until I really forgive that particular someone . But even if I die one day , my soul won't rest in peace knowing that my friends will go on with their separate ways . Ya allah , it really hurt me . I know you all are hurt too but why can't each of you come forward &amp;amp; tell each other ? Come on , life is short . Please don't waste your time by holding grudges deep down your heart . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not saying here that I am a perfect best friend . I had made mistakes too , that sometimes really let you girls down . But never ever I let a problem leave unsettle in this friendship . I will always try , give &amp;amp; do my never ending best to tighten up this friendship . At times I neglected you all due to my work &amp;amp; busy life . But here I am trying to change for the better but the 2 of you ? And sometimes when some outings is cancelled due to I can't make it cause my family members didn't allowed me to go &amp;amp; fear of my safety ; I am sorry girls . And thank you for your understanding . I appreciate it a lot . Whenever we fight or have some misunderstandings between all of us , it really break my heart into bazillion pieces &amp;amp; affected me a lot . I am just so disappointed when I get to know that all this while one of you were just staying in this friendship cause of me &amp;amp; my happiness . Please girls , this is not the end ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-5554513697560008958?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5554513697560008958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5554513697560008958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5554513697560008958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5554513697560008958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-have-secret-everyone-has-many-secrets.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-7823812780915031598</id><published>2011-02-22T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T11:14:43.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS IS FOR YOU (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know who you are , the guy who always play music at night . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOUD MUSIC  by the phone !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QqQ4EkD5D1A" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-7823812780915031598?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7823812780915031598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=7823812780915031598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7823812780915031598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7823812780915031598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/02/youtube-video-player.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QqQ4EkD5D1A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5749494636977345205</id><published>2011-02-20T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T22:28:15.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDFsaqszrfQ/TWIF6kEat6I/AAAAAAAABuE/jo0cGgP-St8/s1600/nad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDFsaqszrfQ/TWIF6kEat6I/AAAAAAAABuE/jo0cGgP-St8/s400/nad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576025792310851490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately , you came into my dreams again &amp;amp; again . And you left me alone to wonder . I think , I think hard but nothing feels right at all . So I decided to let it pass cause it's just dreams about you . For the past few days I have been watching different types of baking videos . Huhu it made me smiled &amp;amp; happy at night . Mind you , I am alone watching it but I feel so many happiness in me .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frankly speaking I miss baking with girlfriends esp NAD . During sec 1 ,she is my home economics patner &amp;amp; we never fail to make it to the top every time in our theory &amp;amp; practical . I still remember that we both don't want anyone else inside our group cause maybe that point of time we think we're perfect for each other . HAHAHA ! And of course I still remember our very 1st practical , hehe nur , nab &amp;amp; wa burnt their cake . And we both bring table cloth , fork &amp;amp; spoon &amp;amp; we even go to the extra miles &amp;amp; done a fruit juice .  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course , I will never ever forget our D&amp;amp;T &amp;amp; Music &amp;amp; Art Lessons . HAHA ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I suck at D&amp;amp;T practical a lot but not in theory . Same goes to the others Gf except herly &amp;amp; wawa they're good in practical but umm theory NOT . Overall we all passed with one another help (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Music Lessons is amazing , my patner have always been Nur . We both didn't do well in our theory lessons but when it comes to practical we somehow managed to get through it w/o a fail . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly , this is the most unforgettable moments in my sec 3 &amp;amp; 4 .... that's ART LESSONS .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always sat beside herly &amp;amp; wawa   , nab , nur &amp;amp; nad sat opposite us ... I remember that nad would always asked me to help her draw this &amp;amp; that , I will help her w/o a second thought . Nabilah always the plain lazy one &amp;amp; always somehow managed to finished up her art works last minute with our help . HAHA ORANGES FOR N'Level ART EXAM -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nad drew a image of a women in a slim figure &amp;amp; a big size figure . While nur , wawa &amp;amp; herly I can't remember much .  I still remember what I have drawn ... funny !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little people in , octopus , shark , fish , jellyfish costumes . With a stage background . -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought my last piece would be easy but my teacher told me to paint it . All thanks to bro hasdad of course ... he's the one who teach me how to draw all that kinds of costumes . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's never an easy task but he managed to teach me patiently . Aww .. that moments (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're bunch of nerds back then except sec 4 &amp;amp; till now . We changed but the memories will always be in our heart &amp;amp; mind . That's all for now .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-5749494636977345205?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5749494636977345205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5749494636977345205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5749494636977345205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5749494636977345205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/02/lately-you-came-into-my-dreams-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDFsaqszrfQ/TWIF6kEat6I/AAAAAAAABuE/jo0cGgP-St8/s72-c/nad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-7885045321173301560</id><published>2011-02-18T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T08:04:54.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9a9F1IvYSw/TV6YR8l5QvI/AAAAAAAABt0/js48_ej35Fk/s1600/rAIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9a9F1IvYSw/TV6YR8l5QvI/AAAAAAAABt0/js48_ej35Fk/s400/rAIN.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575060822821520114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOOK SO BEAUTIFUL RIGHT ? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope I can design the dessert like how I design cookie cakes for customers .&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/7877354837615641761-7885045321173301560?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7885045321173301560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=7885045321173301560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7885045321173301560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7885045321173301560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/02/look-so-beautiful-right-i-hope-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9a9F1IvYSw/TV6YR8l5QvI/AAAAAAAABt0/js48_ej35Fk/s72-c/rAIN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-153824569121772007</id><published>2011-02-16T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T09:17:58.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Girlfriends know that I love baking . Some of my loved ones know that I love baking too .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sadly I don't have an oven at home but just a toaster . Pathetic much but it's okay (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause this year I want an oven for my birthday can anyone ? pretty please . HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right now I am confused , which one to bake . Is it a rainbow cake or rainbow cupcakes ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Both look nice , so yummy yummy till saliva drop . Buddy said a cake will do but I am afraid it won't turn out nice . ohh well I must have some confidence to bake something special for my famous amos family ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This maybe a no.1 dessert but I have a second dessert on my mind already &amp;amp; it'll be a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SURPRISE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S5c0ZEja-YU/TVwEkfNaAyI/AAAAAAAABts/1lsu6dBhlq0/s1600/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S5c0ZEja-YU/TVwEkfNaAyI/AAAAAAAABts/1lsu6dBhlq0/s400/cake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574335463677362978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a cake or cupcakes ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nJ7vNTLQ7z8/TVwELt_d49I/AAAAAAAABtk/A7EJM9RYhZs/s1600/yum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nJ7vNTLQ7z8/TVwELt_d49I/AAAAAAAABtk/A7EJM9RYhZs/s400/yum.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574335038148699090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still have 9 days more to decide or less -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-153824569121772007?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/153824569121772007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=153824569121772007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/153824569121772007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/153824569121772007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/02/girlfriends-know-that-i-love-baking.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S5c0ZEja-YU/TVwEkfNaAyI/AAAAAAAABts/1lsu6dBhlq0/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-4203242994250415110</id><published>2011-02-07T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T14:57:28.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TVB4kgICgmI/AAAAAAAABtc/Gb46SLU1gRU/s1600/hug.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TVB4kgICgmI/AAAAAAAABtc/Gb46SLU1gRU/s400/hug.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571085307551580770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope this to happen to us soon , take care .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not to forget todays it's the 7th , here I am still loving you &amp;amp; thinking about you .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till death break us apart (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-4203242994250415110?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4203242994250415110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=4203242994250415110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4203242994250415110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4203242994250415110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-hope-this-to-happen-to-us-soon-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TVB4kgICgmI/AAAAAAAABtc/Gb46SLU1gRU/s72-c/hug.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-436621226110723569</id><published>2011-02-07T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T14:29:37.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ENDLESS LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I ran away from someone . someone that I would name " HB " over here . Back then in the past I would go to HB house at least 2 times in a week or more but sadly things changed since the day I have graduated from school or maybe since the day that I am busy working . Few days ago if I am not wrong I promised another " HB 2 " that I would meet them up &amp;amp; have dinner together today but sadly the day before today complicated issues came up . Right now , right here I want to tell you from A to Z . It's okay if you won't read it but someday somehow I believe that you'll come upon my page &amp;amp; read this . I still believe in you , in us .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Beautiful HB 1 , I know you would wait for my call . I know I had kept you wondering where in the earth I am where as I am suppose to have dinner with you today . Let me explain to you what had happened today or few days back then &amp;amp; what I feel . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Saturday morning I texted you nicely , asking what's wrong . Whether I have did anything wrong to you but then you didn't reply &amp;amp; so I assumed that you're still in malaysia . I told myself to wait for your reply patiently . After a tiring day at work , I came back home &amp;amp; logged in to Facebook account . I didn't expected that comment from you , I didn't expected you to let others see or know that we're having problems at Fb by giving me that comment . And so I spotted a message from you ... The moment I read all those words my heart sank &amp;amp; broke into bazillion pieces , tears kept falling down my cheeks &amp;amp; no one on earth can make me feel better not even buddy . Cause after so long I didn't feel so much hurt like this .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so ... we continued chatting with each other at Messenger . I told you what I truly felt yet is not convincing enough for you but I tried so hard , done &amp;amp; give my best till I lost a grip of myself after you said " How am I supposed to share with you things when you're not there for me ? When you read my post why didn't you bother to give me a call ? " . I replied to you nicely with wise words , with meaningful words . With words that I think carefully before I typed it &amp;amp; pressed "send" . After so much of sharing you what I exactly feel , you replied me " Sab.I had enough. When you feel like meeting us or maybe when you're already bored with your busy work life. Beep us . Thank you . Love you . Goodbye " That's all ? When I read those words , I cursed so hard , I cried my lungs out like there's no tomorrow , I hope I die that night cause I feel like my world falls apart  for the very 1st time I feel like I was disown by you not the other way round. I replied back " Imagine yourself in my shoes when someone close to you say like that to you ? what would you feel ? And I said even if I am busy with work , I have a reason to it. And even if I am busy I didn't forget my friends as I was different to be compared with the two of them . It's the truth , nothing can deny my feelings . I just wanted you to think through out &amp;amp; imagine " if " you don't say that kind of words to me even though you're mad at me .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Sunday ; I texted HB 2 , replied with lots of advices &amp;amp; thanked allah at least HB 2 replied to me in good manner &amp;amp; with wise words that won't hurt me . HB 2 has always wanted PEACE NO WAR . Same goes to me ... but sadly HB words made me speechless till I got no mood for work nor being happy for the rest of the day . HB 2 encouraged me to meet HB that is today so that I would clear things out &amp;amp; also as I had a promise a dinner date with them . And again another disappointment I am unable to make it for today as I have to ran errands for work yes even on my day off :'( . I keep wondering why on earth must you refer me as " super busy girl ? " . I thought you understand me even how many miles apart we're from each other .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is not a good day at all . I went to viewed your blog as I expected that you would express your feelings at there but little did I know I saw words that hurt me all over again &amp;amp; more .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all ; Yes .. I am in the wrong for not keeping my promise &amp;amp; to add on for not at least give you a call &amp;amp; tell that I can't make it . To tell you the truth I was running away from reality . I can't believe that this happened to us after so long of not meeting up. I can't believe till now someone that I treasure , love would say those words to me after so much of explaining . I am speechless . I don't know what to say when kak dayah  , zanna &amp;amp; even buddy asked me what's up with your comment . To think back carefully , no matter how I am hurt nor when we're not in a good terms never once I want others to know that we're having some issues going on except the ones that is we called " KG " Never did I want to comment at your wall &amp;amp; say all those things . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I respect you right from the start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if you're busy with your life , I don't misunderstand you . I don't keep assuming that you've forgotten me cause why ?Even if when you went out with HB 2 , I didn't say or ask why didn't you ask us along where as we're sisters ? Cause I understand that every each of us has our own life to handle but no matter what I believe that we're KG's forever no matter how far apart from each other . Please think carefully , did you think you hurt me after you said all those words to me ? I just want you to think like a true friend do it . And think if I really did chunk you away I won't give you my no. , I won't tell you that I got a new job offer , I won't texted &amp;amp; asked you when I read uneasy posts at your blog , I won't tell you all that if I am really chunking you away . If I am really a heartless friend I would be like one of them . If you asked me to stop saying all those meaningful words ... I am sorry to say I won't stop cause why I mean it . Yes indeed actions speaks louder than words but sorry to say actually I need time for both of us to think carefully before anything further happen next . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't detest you nor avoiding you but I need time &amp;amp; all I wanted for you to do some thinking alone w/o HB 2 help . Cause here I am no one is helping me to save this friendship cause I know right from the start it's all up to me . Others keep telling me to not bother about this but I am sorry I am not like them . I still have a heart. You should know me well HB , that I am different . That I like " PEACE NO WAR " And from the bottom of my heart , I want to say that I am truly sorry if my words at here did hurt you in anyways , I am sorry for hurting you in anyway be it with my words , actions &amp;amp; etc . If I don't care I won't be typing all this . If you &amp;amp; HB 2 didn't mean a thing to me I would not cracked my brain to think , typed all this . I never wanted us to fight right from the start all I wanted was us to start a new .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I said that no other girls out there be it my work mates or my family members can replace you all ; IT'S THE TRUTH . Each of us is unique , each of us has a different attitude &amp;amp; faces , each of us hold a different part in other peoples life . I hope you will keep continue believing in me cause never once I want to give up in this this friendship . Cause I will do what it takes to save this friendship . Even when others is unhappy with you , I would try my best to save your friendship with them . Babe , I swear I love you . I really do . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's give each other a week . It's a test from Allah to see whether we can go thru this w/o falling apart . Yours truly , Sab .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7877354837615641761-436621226110723569?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/436621226110723569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=436621226110723569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/436621226110723569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/436621226110723569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/02/today-i-ran-away-from-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-4775752777223587943</id><published>2011-02-07T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T12:45:28.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sitting alone in the middle of a dark room , I prayed . Tears keep running down my cheeks , there's no one to make it stop but I can only rely on myself . The moment I woke up in the morning , I feel awful . As if like I am dead for good . But after so much thinking I got up &amp;amp; do some errands orders from my general manager . For 4 hours I keep tying &amp;amp; doing the same thing , I bathed &amp;amp; went out to ran some errands even on my day off . Yes not cool at all ..Not to one place but first it was TM &amp;amp; then headed to Somerset . Kak dayah &amp;amp; me need to tie 300 ribbons in one day . Yes , it's unfair but it's a task that was given to us &amp;amp; no matter what we've to finish it in one day :( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes . We cursed , we showed some attitude , we're mad cause supposedly today was a day off for me , supposedly kak dayah could have go home earlier rather than half-hour late -.- . But we're still not in the winning path . Even after so much protesting at work , I feel like it's useless no matter what  " dia orang akan menangkan bangsa dia " . TSK TSK TSK ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's so much things troubling me , I feel there's so much burdens for me to handle . At times I feel like running away &amp;amp; so I did . And it was today .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-4775752777223587943?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4775752777223587943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=4775752777223587943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4775752777223587943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4775752777223587943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-4613702725071311750</id><published>2011-02-03T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T09:47:44.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever feel like out of a sudden sadness attacked you then you don't know what to do ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever feel like you're lost about someone ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever hurt someone so bad that can never be erase ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight I feel so speechless , I don't know what to feel &amp;amp; do .  I am stuck in the middle . Speechless cause the way you respond to me . Like as if we've known each other for 1 day but actual fact is we have known each other for long . The worst part that's we're close . good -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW WHAT I FEEL ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;urgh , pointless .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am sick , tired taking care of your feelings . Yes , I am mad at you .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-4613702725071311750?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4613702725071311750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=4613702725071311750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4613702725071311750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4613702725071311750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/02/have-you-ever-feel-like-out-of-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-2506667781133280841</id><published>2011-01-31T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T07:45:45.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TUbYdv5SoXI/AAAAAAAABtQ/hEWRljFe8vs/s1600/moving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TUbYdv5SoXI/AAAAAAAABtQ/hEWRljFe8vs/s400/moving.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568375994874765682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna move forward &amp;amp; forget about the things that I suppose not to think about .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe just maybe this time round , I will move forward alone (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But one thing for sure , 07 is always here in my heart .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-2506667781133280841?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2506667781133280841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=2506667781133280841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2506667781133280841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2506667781133280841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wanna-move-forward-forget-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TUbYdv5SoXI/AAAAAAAABtQ/hEWRljFe8vs/s72-c/moving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-7983805117803922278</id><published>2011-01-31T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T03:47:05.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TUac4jD7cxI/AAAAAAAABtI/azKOX5egQZc/s1600/IMG00008-20110131-0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TUac4jD7cxI/AAAAAAAABtI/azKOX5egQZc/s400/IMG00008-20110131-0031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568310484588524306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With you , I have learnt a lot of things . With you , I had learnt that even if my so called "enemy" is directly in front of me I must be cool &amp;amp; control myself even I had flashbacks . With you , I feel that everything gonna be okay . Every time I am feeling insecure , you were there to reassured me w/o fail . Till today I believe that you are different from any other guys out there .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With you , I am ready to fall in love again . But with you also I am ready to face the reality .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That our loved ones will not be by our side forever but temporary .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For now I am very thankful to Allah , for giving me this chance to know you , to be friend with you &amp;amp; to love,care for you in a correct way (:&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/7877354837615641761-7983805117803922278?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7983805117803922278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=7983805117803922278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7983805117803922278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7983805117803922278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/with-you-i-have-learnt-lot-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TUac4jD7cxI/AAAAAAAABtI/azKOX5egQZc/s72-c/IMG00008-20110131-0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-2961422613089240243</id><published>2011-01-31T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T03:17:47.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="320" height="220" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GV7Fq6Xyi9Q" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NO NO NO , you just made me smiled (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-2961422613089240243?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2961422613089240243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=2961422613089240243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2961422613089240243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2961422613089240243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-no-no-you-just-made-me-smiled.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GV7Fq6Xyi9Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-1005353117662388344</id><published>2011-01-21T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T23:50:50.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TTqMS7bNk0I/AAAAAAAABtA/3SdEjIM-jE4/s1600/hehe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TTqMS7bNk0I/AAAAAAAABtA/3SdEjIM-jE4/s400/hehe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564914546387030850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Insyallah , I will (:&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/7877354837615641761-1005353117662388344?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/1005353117662388344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=1005353117662388344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1005353117662388344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/1005353117662388344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/insyallah-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TTqMS7bNk0I/AAAAAAAABtA/3SdEjIM-jE4/s72-c/hehe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5784332648571955470</id><published>2011-01-21T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T23:45:05.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TTqIs8kQbbI/AAAAAAAABs4/MEWO-7qy_cI/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TTqIs8kQbbI/AAAAAAAABs4/MEWO-7qy_cI/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564910595323489714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plus , I miss my 4SOME-GF's a lot .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like seriously , I wanna go dating again with nad or nur .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna hanky panky moments again , I wanna be the victim of getting molested . HAHAHA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More to bully moments luh , always me . LOL xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately , nur is busy with her school projects . Ohh well shaz came back again to her life , I hope for the best for her but at a second thought I want her to move on &amp;amp; be strong like me . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Currently , the other 3 girls are waiting for their results for higher nitec .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish you 3 all the best , good luck for your future .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems so fast that we growing older each day ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;soon to be a women huh girls ? (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;LAU PA SAT , is STILL ON . Ice - skating too ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-5784332648571955470?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5784332648571955470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5784332648571955470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5784332648571955470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5784332648571955470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/plus-i-miss-my-4some-gfs-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TTqIs8kQbbI/AAAAAAAABs4/MEWO-7qy_cI/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5561879648830262224</id><published>2011-01-21T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T23:30:14.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The thought of starting a new job is scary . It makes me feel so scared , what's more is not in F&amp;amp;B line . It's all about fashion -.- . To be frank I am not good about fashion style but I am willing to learn &amp;amp; ready to try new things . I am not scared in handling with difficult customers , I find it okay for me . One area that need improvement is my stocks taking -__________- . HAHAHA xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ohh well while working at FA , I am not interested with stocks taking cause I find it boring . But I guess once I start working this new job ; I really need to put my heart &amp;amp; soul while doing stocks taking .The thought of making new friends ; is scary too . I maybe friendly &amp;amp; easily to interact with unless they're my types . HAHA xD With mats &amp;amp; minahs = HEADACHE . It's not that I look down on them but some times they look down on us ; the simple type of girls &amp;amp; boys . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brrr ... SCARY ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish , I hope that they're friendly like me &amp;amp; hopefully they don't mean NO HARM . Majority of my friends are mats &amp;amp; minahs but they treated me good all this while . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But at the second thought ; I CAN'T WAIT TO START MY NEW JOB !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally , I am free from FA hell moments . But I still have to serve my two weeks notice -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The exciting part is ; I am gonna wear their branded pants , shirts , skirts &amp;amp; etc . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMYGODDDDDDDDD ^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 more days to go but my parents is more excited than me . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TSK TSK TSK !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-5561879648830262224?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5561879648830262224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5561879648830262224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5561879648830262224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5561879648830262224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/thought-of-starting-new-job-is-scary.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-6381576455088470204</id><published>2011-01-20T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T09:41:34.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TThzSvU5xZI/AAAAAAAABsw/0q5i5CqmjIw/s1600/bby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TThzSvU5xZI/AAAAAAAABsw/0q5i5CqmjIw/s400/bby.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564324105395226002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aww.... so cute ! buddy this is for you (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time when you spot a cute baby or any types of babies you'll go like this ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" hey , awak tengok tu baby tu cute ! " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for treating me good like a princess . hehe !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-6381576455088470204?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6381576455088470204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=6381576455088470204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6381576455088470204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6381576455088470204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TThzSvU5xZI/AAAAAAAABsw/0q5i5CqmjIw/s72-c/bby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3564075712861933113</id><published>2011-01-20T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T09:26:49.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I expect that I will be in school this year but ohh well something just had to happened this year . &lt;div&gt;My life would be different starting from monday ohh wait TOMORROW . I don't know should I feel happy or what . But for sure I know I didn't choose this path for myself but for my dearest mom again . To me she's my everything , without her I don't think I can survive till today . I will sacrifice my dream again for her , just her &amp;amp; once everything at least settle down ... I will pursue my dream for sure . For now , I think this is the best decision . I will be learning new things , have a better knowledge in fashion industry , good pay that I think I deserve for now , most importantly that I am willing to learn &amp;amp; do anything for my family sake .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like finally , I am gonna leave FA . I am half-hearted cause it's so hard for me to leave those beautiful souls there such as ; Kak dayah , nisa , ayu , ashraf , apiz , aeyn &amp;amp; so on . It's too hard to go but then again how long can I endure with all their shits (the upper ranks people) . They are driving me nuts , I have decided to walk away with a positive mindset . Sooner or later one by one will leave FA , it's so sad but it's the fact . It's better to stay away from politics people ! HAHAHA xD . So yeah , I wish all my FA colleagues , all the best . Miss me when I'm gone cause I am extraordinary . I will never forget every moments we had with one another be it short or long , be it sad or happy moments ... Every time when there's a "WAR" everyone will stand by each other that's what I believe in FA esp my sisters ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You three ladies , I already regard &amp;amp; respect you 3 like my own . Be it when there's someone who is unhappy about my pay when I know it's you . I can't believe it at first but I forgave you with a sincere heart . I'll miss you girls the most , it's true . I'll miss designing cookie cakes , talking to the camera &amp;amp; esp my 3 babies at the shop ; MOPBROOMBIN :( . I will miss nisa making fun of me , will miss ayu stories &amp;amp; watching girls together &amp;amp; of course kak dayah ... I WILL MISS HER ! :( I will miss kak dayh stories , she's my listening ear most of the time at work . Haish my life gonna change starting tomorrow .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck guys (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This won't be easy but for now I wanna be selfish &amp;amp; think about my family first but not others .&lt;/div&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/7877354837615641761-3564075712861933113?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3564075712861933113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3564075712861933113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3564075712861933113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3564075712861933113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-expect-that-i-will-be-in-school-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-6504049883584209063</id><published>2011-01-17T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T10:47:49.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AW3RspM7v9M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AW3RspM7v9M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two is better than one , Buddies Forever (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for being here always w/o fail .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-6504049883584209063?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6504049883584209063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=6504049883584209063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6504049883584209063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6504049883584209063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/two-is-better-than-one-buddies-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-8516614856555313666</id><published>2011-01-11T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T10:42:57.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m6pW_q1PvH0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m6pW_q1PvH0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For sure , I am not gonna ditch you just like that . For sure , I am not gonna let us fall apart .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For sure , I will come to you even though you won't come to my rescue . Always be faithful to one &amp;amp; only be it when I am happy , sad , crazy &amp;amp; simply just being me . But at times I do need you to come to my rescue :'( . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-8516614856555313666?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8516614856555313666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=8516614856555313666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8516614856555313666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8516614856555313666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-sure-i-am-not-gonna-ditch-you-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3140727779046540849</id><published>2011-01-10T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T06:13:35.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSsTbvhtaPI/AAAAAAAABso/JJkWoNHRXPc/s1600/change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSsTbvhtaPI/AAAAAAAABso/JJkWoNHRXPc/s400/change.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560559532254259442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; I only wanted what I deserve . At times I just don't know what should my reaction be . I know you can read me so well as if like you're reading a novel . I know you know what I feel but the fact is there's many things that you don't know . Lately talking to allah is billion times better talking to any human being cause Allah will always be here with me , be it sunny or rainy days , be it day or night or when I am gone .&lt;/div&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/7877354837615641761-3140727779046540849?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3140727779046540849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3140727779046540849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3140727779046540849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3140727779046540849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-only-wanted-what-i-deserve.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSsTbvhtaPI/AAAAAAAABso/JJkWoNHRXPc/s72-c/change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-4969822814313469197</id><published>2011-01-10T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T05:57:22.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a great night yesterday cause sakinah slept at my house . Congrats to her for getting into Nitec In Nursing . HAHA future EN (: We talked a lot of things &amp;amp; to my surprised I don't feel awkward with her after so long . I wish I could have more time with her . I miss doing crazy things together , I miss exploring the world with her , I miss those moments when I was just an innocent sab who had only her cousin to lead her into the real world of fun . NOT fun but experiences . I miss those moments a lot . KUTI2 VAVA Family . I miss playing at playground , I miss going to parkway parade &amp;amp; chilled at LJ's , just the four of us . I miss those moments when I was just a student &amp;amp; I don't have anything to worry about but just my studies &amp;amp; CCA :( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now things changed . Day by day I am changing , changing to a person that I thought I would never be . I can't believe that I've learnt to hate someone , I've learnt that I should not be so nice to others when they treat me bad , I've learnt not to be friend with someone who had let me down when I am badly in need of strength . I am glad that I changed but at the same time I feel bad of hurting my loved ones around me . I am sorry that I could never be the old sab . But for those who really knows me well , you should know that no matter what sab won't never forget where she come from , never forget her loved ones no matter how busy she is , won't forget to stay loyal to everyone &amp;amp; never ever she'll forget the precious one &amp;amp; my nightmare for the rest of my life .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You won't understand me unless you were in my shoes . Yes , I am cheerful most of the times but it's scary to think someone like me go through a lot of shits in her 18 years of living . At times all I wanna do was to run away from everyone but it's IMPOSSIBLE .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause I am SELF-LESS . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-4969822814313469197?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4969822814313469197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=4969822814313469197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4969822814313469197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4969822814313469197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/had-great-night-yesterday-cause-sakinah.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-2350382801575404348</id><published>2011-01-07T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T10:48:11.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;today is the 7th . the day that I'll always long for you to be in my arms &lt;/span&gt;. Lately things are not going as planned &amp;amp; it feels so complicated . But then life still moved on no matter what . I know I should not said anything about the inside things to anyone but who cares ? From that day onwards when I told him everything , I told myself not to be scared to anyone whether at work or anywhere else &amp;amp; it's time for me to stand up for myself . FINALLY , I am brave enough to shared with him about everything . About what I felt all along . About someone being biased , keep comparing us with other shops , whatever shit that our sales is so pathetic that we don't deserve any respect or some encouragements -.- . Yeah , I told him everything that I know , from A to Z . I am satisfied (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told him the truth . So if you think you are not in the wrong , why should you be scared of him asking you some questions ? HAHAHA xD for now I am free from him . She said ; I am asking for trouble . I laughed anyway .. I didn't ask for any trouble , I am just finding some justice for us the part-timers . This is not about wining the debate competition or what so ever , it's about being fair to every each individuals ( your part-timers &amp;amp; full-timers ) . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now , everything seems quiet . Plus I have changed , that's a good thing . Now , I don;t need buddy to teach me how to bitch back to someone like her . Now , I can stand up for myself . HAPPY ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-2350382801575404348?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2350382801575404348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=2350382801575404348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2350382801575404348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2350382801575404348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/today-is-7th.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-854220008475870919</id><published>2011-01-06T10:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T10:44:38.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSYNjcEEXHI/AAAAAAAABsg/RYqQOXATLiY/s1600/truee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSYNjcEEXHI/AAAAAAAABsg/RYqQOXATLiY/s320/truee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559145692515294322" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7877354837615641761-854220008475870919?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/854220008475870919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=854220008475870919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/854220008475870919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/854220008475870919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSYNjcEEXHI/AAAAAAAABsg/RYqQOXATLiY/s72-c/truee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-8901216105007817125</id><published>2011-01-05T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T22:37:13.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey beautiful soul , I miss you every time when we're busy with our own things but I am thankful that at the end of each day you're still there waiting for me . Thank you for everything , the little things that you've done for me &amp;amp; so on . You're my buddy my awesome great buddy-love (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love , S .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-8901216105007817125?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8901216105007817125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=8901216105007817125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8901216105007817125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8901216105007817125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/hey-beautiful-soul-i-miss-you-every.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3140674747917211636</id><published>2011-01-02T22:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T23:42:08.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;ANOTHER DAY TO REMEMBER ; BFF L.O.V.E&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="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;6 years &amp;amp; still counting (:&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSF1N8bTjCI/AAAAAAAABsY/Qi8DBqivx3g/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSF1N8bTjCI/AAAAAAAABsY/Qi8DBqivx3g/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557852297571306530" /&gt;&lt;/a&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:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Day 1&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="font-size:small;"&gt; ; Meeting point was at nad's house as usual . Nur was late super late cause she is still deciding whether wanna escape from her dad or not -.- . So the four of us is so excited to the max , the moment we stepped into our room we all are so happy &amp;amp; look at the bed it looks so comfy to sleep in . &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:small;"&gt;After settling down &amp;amp; performed our prayers we just relaxed in the room mean while wawa met her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;boyfriend . Left 3 of us , we are so excited to start the Barbeque at 5 pm but our excitement can't wait any longer so we decided to go cheers &amp;amp; bought ices &amp;amp; some foods to filled our empty stomach first . Bbq started at 3 pm ended at 1 am in the morning . Mind you we're still not tired at all . Nad's Family came over so as shimah &amp;amp; her boyfriend &amp;amp; nur guy friend . Basically day 1 is not that happening compared to day 2 when someone came up with evil ideas . &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:small;"&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="font-size:small;"&gt;" BATAL AIR SEMBAYANG AKU , ALL THANKS TO MAD-DAMN " (;&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:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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:small;"&gt;First day nur &amp;amp; wawa was on the phone non-stop . Haiya the main reason of having this gathering was to enjoy &amp;amp; for awhile  to let go of your boyfriends . Haish they failed to do so as they're loving their other half too much . HAHA ! till someone pissed off 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="font-size:small;"&gt;But I am the only solo one on that night . hehe FREE LIKE A BRID ! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSF1Nt4lqhI/AAAAAAAABsQ/IdgqSldwSOc/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSF1Nt4lqhI/AAAAAAAABsQ/IdgqSldwSOc/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557852293667596818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSF1Nejq6lI/AAAAAAAABsI/VVD5rBuwhpc/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSFvih9-vqI/AAAAAAAABrY/gz45Q2N418s/s320/d1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557846054176472738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSFviUfpm8I/AAAAAAAABrQ/RbLlhytqXhw/s1600/d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSFviUfpm8I/AAAAAAAABrQ/RbLlhytqXhw/s320/d3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557846050559597506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSFviFsh-RI/AAAAAAAABrI/9rOaFwwBx4I/s1600/d4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSFviFsh-RI/AAAAAAAABrI/9rOaFwwBx4I/s320/d4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557846046587091218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Day 2&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="font-size:small;"&gt; ; I woke up at 7 am in the morning , feeling so cramp cause I slept in the middle of the four of them . Purposely move here &amp;amp; there so that the rest will wake up too . haha yeah I am mean at this part . so 1 hour later wawa woke up followed by nur . The moment  when nur woke up she told me that she was HUNGRY ! -.- wth early in the morning she's hungry already . I sayang her to the max so I sacrificed my sleep just to do for her noodles in cup . We went to the beach with our smelly face &amp;amp; chilled over there . It's feel so peaceful (:&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:small;"&gt;After all that chit chats we went back to our room &amp;amp; guess what ? I fall asleep again &amp;amp; I was the last one to woke up . We woke up around 2 I guess so . HAHA ! Wawa boyfriend joined us for lunch at Magic Wok after that we headed back to our room while wawa went dating .&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:small;"&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="font-size:small;"&gt;It's raining outside so we decided to chilled inside after 2 hours of waiting for the rain to stopped we went cycling for 1 hour after that continue with our Barbeque &amp;amp; Nad's Family came over just to help us finished our foods (:&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:small;"&gt;Wawa went to bed very early except the four of us . We took our bath at 1 plus in the morning , showered with cold water . Brrrr ... &amp;amp; after that we're feeling hungry again so decided to eat those tidbits we bought . We watched a movie &amp;amp; played with nur webcam . &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:small;"&gt;&amp;amp; do some evil things . Around 4 am in the morning everyone dozed off .&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSFuyPNCLvI/AAAAAAAABrA/izRCC1DXTnU/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSFuyPNCLvI/AAAAAAAABrA/izRCC1DXTnU/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557845224505618162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSFux_eRGUI/AAAAAAAABq4/AMoLHt_XuLk/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSFux_eRGUI/AAAAAAAABq4/AMoLHt_XuLk/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557845220282931522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSFuxirvDbI/AAAAAAAABqw/_FE4DuVmQNA/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSFuxirvDbI/AAAAAAAABqw/_FE4DuVmQNA/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557845212554792370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSFuxr0btAI/AAAAAAAABqo/9XnK0P8Mzlk/s1600/d5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSFuxr0btAI/AAAAAAAABqo/9XnK0P8Mzlk/s320/d5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557845215007192066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Day 3 ; We all feeling so half-hearted to leave the place cause we're not done having fun without our parents . Checked out at ; 11 am . Headed to tamp &amp;amp; had our lunch at Macs . Talked about our secondary school memories got us into laughters to the max. Around 1 we went to our separated ways except me &amp;amp; nur . She needed my help with her project . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so yeah this is what best friends are for , help one another .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I hope our friendship last till anak cucu Ladies !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Next trip ; Pulau Ubin &amp;amp; JB (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px;  "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;♥ Sabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-3140674747917211636?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3140674747917211636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3140674747917211636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3140674747917211636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3140674747917211636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-1-meeting-point-was-at-nads-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TSF1N8bTjCI/AAAAAAAABsY/Qi8DBqivx3g/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-7875824171069715200</id><published>2011-01-02T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:29:25.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2011 is here but I still feel the same . The feelings is still lingers around me every single day &amp;amp; one day I hope I'll learn to love you . I celebrated new year by working full shift . Great (:&lt;div&gt;On the eve of new year I ended work early , headed home straight &amp;amp; spend my time with beloved mom watching fireworks at Tv . Mom said that only christians went down town just to celebrate new year -.- cause muslims new year arrived before actual new year . Indeed it's true but it's nothing wrong if you just wanna see fireworks right ? but this year is different no fireworks for me .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to sleep early than usual , unexpected but maybe I am just too tired of the world then my mind rather take a nap . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended my 2010 in a very awesome memorable ways . Like spending 3 days 2 nights with my favorite best friends ever at KL shit . haha ! In singapore -.- . I tell you , they're awesome even like cooooooooool awesome . W/o them I don't think I know the meaning of True Friendship . Like seriously . So yeah 2011 will be a fresh start for me , as a student . Insyallah (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-7875824171069715200?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7875824171069715200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=7875824171069715200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7875824171069715200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7875824171069715200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-is-here-but-i-still-feel-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5868907321661551816</id><published>2010-12-28T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T09:26:54.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRods0DX-9I/AAAAAAAABqI/Aq67JgFwyS4/s1600/IMG_0385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRods0DX-9I/AAAAAAAABqI/Aq67JgFwyS4/s320/IMG_0385.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555785746039176146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll miss you when you're gone but I'll keep holding on. I'll be waiting for your arrival home buddy! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-5868907321661551816?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5868907321661551816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5868907321661551816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5868907321661551816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5868907321661551816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/ill-miss-you-when-youre-gone-but-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRods0DX-9I/AAAAAAAABqI/Aq67JgFwyS4/s72-c/IMG_0385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-5420267104863109213</id><published>2010-12-25T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T13:47:49.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 12px; font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY POST BUDDY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); line-height: 16px;   font-family:arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:19px;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Recently , it's buddy birthday . We had a blast but later on I had a nightmare -.- . I was in a shocked someone should know why I am in that situation . But in the end everything went smoothly , Thank allah (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;A day before his birthday went down town to filled our stomach with yummy foods . Dined in at Bali Thai , buddy was not satisfied with the rice given cause it was little for him . hehe meanwhile I was super happy cause I managed to finished up my plate of rice before him . I seriously enjoyed the day with him . Even though it's short , I am thankful cause I managed to be a super-women ... do all the surprises A.L.O.N.E w/o no one's help . Yeah , I was a little bit worried cause this is my very first time doing a midnight surprise alone plus his area is so scary so many apeks &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;! Thank allah again , cause I reached home safely .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Ohh well this week , it's full of stress due to christmas . little time spend with loved ones . But again not buddy . He was there for me 24/7 ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRZhj7LXy7I/AAAAAAAABqA/p4Rx64-KBag/s1600/IMG_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRZhj7LXy7I/AAAAAAAABqA/p4Rx64-KBag/s320/IMG_0403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554734460216789938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He will never deny that he love to eat &amp;amp; eat , anything goes as long as it's halal .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good eater , I LOIKEEEEEE ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRZgVZQi4dI/AAAAAAAABp4/F6n86yccTYU/s1600/IMG_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRZgVZQi4dI/AAAAAAAABp4/F6n86yccTYU/s320/IMG_0405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554733111081886162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ohh well , before he started to eat he has to taste bit by bit .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so licking it was the best solution for him . HAHAHA ! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRZeFa3lHNI/AAAAAAAABpw/Hah5aU7qCjM/s1600/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRZeFa3lHNI/AAAAAAAABpw/Hah5aU7qCjM/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554730637612883154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so after finished eating his foods , he decided to finished up my " dracula drink " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pfft , his stomach still not full -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRZdfQXnpRI/AAAAAAAABpo/8SAMC60aFOw/s1600/IMG_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRZdfQXnpRI/AAAAAAAABpo/8SAMC60aFOw/s320/IMG_0415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554729981959447826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I decided to gave him his dessert , " HERSHEY'S"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRZcZ2JbJSI/AAAAAAAABpg/Pud1P3Wv6_s/s1600/IMG_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRZcZ2JbJSI/AAAAAAAABpg/Pud1P3Wv6_s/s320/IMG_0443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554728789509612834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I bet he'll be very happy when he receive his long board *winkwink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kekeke even his stomach will feel so SATISFIED :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-5420267104863109213?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/5420267104863109213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=5420267104863109213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5420267104863109213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/5420267104863109213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-belated-birthday-post-buddy_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TRZhj7LXy7I/AAAAAAAABqA/p4Rx64-KBag/s72-c/IMG_0403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-550587560577612656</id><published>2010-12-25T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T12:13:51.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been like a few days I didn't blog a thing about what had been going on lately with my daily life. well I am pretty much busy this week , not to mention I had to be everywhere for everyone &amp;amp; really it's hard ... all I wanted was time for myself but sadly I didn't managed to find time for myself except while I was asleep or bathing -.- . I am not even complaining over here but I just want some people to appreciate me while I am still here or maybe just remember me . Oh well , let's get straight to the point ; yes I am always busy with work but when there's an outing I'll always try to make time for them , whoever . But why you can't ? Simply say ; I am just disappointed . Please change that attitude of yours of acting like a " VIP " . &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please spare some thoughts of us cause I think we're the ones who always care about you . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At times we're tired but then again there's me to hold on to it &amp;amp; ask the rest to do the same , can you please appreciate us while we're still alive ??? -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-550587560577612656?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/550587560577612656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=550587560577612656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/550587560577612656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/550587560577612656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-been-like-few-days-i-didnt-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-4166196530591340290</id><published>2010-12-19T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T09:27:06.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Geneva; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;“Be with her because you actually want to be with her, because you actually see a potential future with her, not because you are used to being with her, not because you’re scared of the thought that being without them will ruin you. The point of being in a relationship is to enjoy each others company, is to be there to support each other when they need it most. &lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;No one person, defines who you are&lt;/strong&gt;. They only compliment you.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-style: italic; "&gt;Just because you love someone, doesn’t mean you have to be involved with them. Love is not a bandage to cover wounds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-4166196530591340290?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4166196530591340290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=4166196530591340290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4166196530591340290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4166196530591340290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/be-with-her-because-you-actually-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-7282256280034741690</id><published>2010-12-17T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T13:59:13.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes there's something that you wish would never happen but it happened anyway .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes you expect that things would turn out well &amp;amp; smooth but in the end it ended up to a rocky road .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes you wish that you never fall in love again but you can't stop love coming to you . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you can NEVER do that . Cause love is everywhere .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes I wish things would stay the same but it's impossible .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so now let me put this way ; there'll be a time that somethings is not so easy to forget &amp;amp; just put it behind. It was never easy to start or end it so it'll never be easy at all .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;F U L L S T O P (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-7282256280034741690?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7282256280034741690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=7282256280034741690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7282256280034741690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7282256280034741690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-theres-something-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3388985315299001144</id><published>2010-12-17T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T13:41:34.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQvY881p82I/AAAAAAAABpQ/HNFkKlslWtY/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQvY881p82I/AAAAAAAABpQ/HNFkKlslWtY/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551769507299193698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQvQ94hRqqI/AAAAAAAABo4/zmh4uXQNo8I/s1600/ashhhhhhy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am glad that you understand buddy .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am happy that I still can talk to you about everything , I am thankful cause you really know what I am inside . This broken heart is still healing . There's nothing to rush about .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I appreciate you , I really do but then you love your gf more than me .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how sad it is man . Oh well ...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:15.6px;"&gt;Thank you for everything since the day 1 , tinky winky pinky dinky (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;APA DIA ?! 6 HARI LAGI !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really hope the best for hady :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry uh bro aku emotional uh part cam gini , after all I am just a girl &amp;amp; hady is just like one of my close friend gitu . It's not like I am having a crush on him or something ; we're just friends . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry buddy , I am only loyal to you . Kau adalah kawan karibku yang tidak pernah aku dapat lupakan untuk selamanya . SERIOUSLY ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-3388985315299001144?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3388985315299001144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3388985315299001144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3388985315299001144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3388985315299001144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-glad-that-you-understand-buddy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQvY881p82I/AAAAAAAABpQ/HNFkKlslWtY/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-8677120010440112484</id><published>2010-12-17T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T12:46:05.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&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-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;sometimes I just hate the fact when I talk to someone &amp;amp; their concentration is not 100% fully on you . Yes they heard what we're saying but then again they're NOT paying attention -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;as if like we're nobody &amp;amp; at times it's better to keep quiet than sharing stories with others cause if this what you get in return it's not worth your time at all .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: 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/7877354837615641761-8677120010440112484?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8677120010440112484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=8677120010440112484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8677120010440112484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8677120010440112484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-i-just-hate-fact-when-i-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-4820192415009970143</id><published>2010-12-16T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:04:20.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQp-EYH0h8I/AAAAAAAABow/H4ED67s1qA0/s1600/26084_386276996219_546116219_4455448_3161331_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQp-EYH0h8I/AAAAAAAABow/H4ED67s1qA0/s320/26084_386276996219_546116219_4455448_3161331_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551388104347387842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Early in the morning he woke me up by knocking on my door cause he wants the laptop &amp;amp; play game so I gave in cause&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;it's his 17th birthday today (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I purposely didn't wish him at all &amp;amp; pretend that I forgot cause I know at night he will come up to me &amp;amp; said that " Kak , today is my birthday ! where's my present ?? " . so yeah he done it by the way . He asked me for a new brand G-Shock Watch -_____- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&amp;amp; I pretended that I didn't hear a thing . kekeke !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;He asked me again &amp;amp; again for his birthday present &amp;amp; I just ignored . Pretend that I didn't hear a thing . Well , I am not a bad sister after all . I love him though I didn't tell him like how I used to back then when we're still kids . I am still thinking what should I buy for him . Mom is also pretending that she didn't hear a thing . HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;In the end he'll of course receive something ... duhhh every year like that . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Brother always never fail through out his 17 years of living on this date only will come up to me for his present . The rest of the days is when he need $$$ or advices on girls -_____- then he'll come up to me . Tsk tsk ALIEN HAIR !(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&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=" line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥ BRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-4820192415009970143?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/4820192415009970143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=4820192415009970143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4820192415009970143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/4820192415009970143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/early-in-morning-he-woke-me-up-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQp-EYH0h8I/AAAAAAAABow/H4ED67s1qA0/s72-c/26084_386276996219_546116219_4455448_3161331_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-6736214853709214411</id><published>2010-12-16T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T12:28:03.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How great can life can be ? I am still sick -_- . I lost my voice yesterday &amp;amp; today too . I don't even know what's wrong with my body but I think it's telling me to take a break cause I have been pushing myself to hard lately . But I can't stop now , I must work even if I am sick cause or not they'll be short of staffs &amp;amp; it's not cool to have short of manpower during christmas season :( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really had fun today at work with wendy &amp;amp; kak dayah . I was nagging non-stop because the shop was in a mess &amp;amp; there's cardboards everywhere . I hate the fact when the shop look so messy &amp;amp; untidy . To my eye the shop is so disorganized . I learnt this from my supervisor , blamed wendy ^_^.  She is the one who teach me how to keep the shop neat , clean &amp;amp; tidy -_- . When I said her just now , she gave me the " look " . HAHA ! Well , there's a lot of office orders need to be done or not we 3 die ... so yeah the whole day we just do office orders but the moment new stocks came we gone insane . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially me ; I can't stop laughing . I see the two of them like clowns . I keep on laughing with NO voice at all . it's not cool when you laugh &amp;amp; there's no sound coming out from your mouth . &amp;amp; something really made me laughed non-stop even when I am serving a customer . One is when wendy became so selenge out of a sudden &amp;amp; dayah too today . I am proud to say that today I am awake , I am not selenge . HAHA xD  Selenge2 pun rajin (: Another one is the customer itself who is selenge , she really make me laugh so hard . They both thought I was about to cry . what the heck , I am happy &amp;amp; I should laugh for that moment duhhhh .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah basically today , I laughed a lot . Well , I laugh most of the time ... EVERYDAY (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope saturday there'll be another round of laughing session with them again . Thank Allah for today even though the night seems sad but overall it's a memorable day today .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I M I S S Y O U&lt;/span&gt; , without you it's a different story .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-6736214853709214411?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6736214853709214411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=6736214853709214411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6736214853709214411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6736214853709214411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-great-can-life-can-be-i-am-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-84401474182846646</id><published>2010-12-16T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T12:28:17.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;Remember all the things we wanted . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;Now all our memories, they're haunted .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;We were always meant to say good-bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt; e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;ven with our fist held high .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;Never would have worked out right , w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;e were never meant for do or die .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;I didn't want us to burn out . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;I want you to know that it doesn't matter w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;here we take this road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;Someone's gotta go .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;And I want you to know y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;ou couldn't have loved me better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;theres no moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;So I'm already gone .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;Looking at you makes it harder but I know that you'll find another&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't always make you wanna cry . Started with a perfect kiss .&lt;br /&gt;Then we could feel the poison set in perfect couldn't keep this love alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that I love you so&lt;br /&gt;I love you enough to let you go .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS';font-size:12px;"&gt;You can't make it feel right&lt;br /&gt;When you know that it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm already gone . - Kelly Clarkson &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/7877354837615641761-84401474182846646?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/84401474182846646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=84401474182846646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/84401474182846646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/84401474182846646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/remember-all-things-we-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-2023358963485759666</id><published>2010-12-14T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T10:13:48.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQezoQI1nlI/AAAAAAAABog/QsFrg7rbZbc/s1600/super.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQezoQI1nlI/AAAAAAAABog/QsFrg7rbZbc/s320/super.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550602569865600594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SUPERMAN SAVED ME TODAY ^____^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-2023358963485759666?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2023358963485759666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=2023358963485759666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2023358963485759666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2023358963485759666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/superman-saved-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQezoQI1nlI/AAAAAAAABog/QsFrg7rbZbc/s72-c/super.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-6575650538120459351</id><published>2010-12-14T09:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T10:10:58.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't expect a person whom I somehow dislike her attitude treated me so good out of a sudden .&lt;div&gt;Maybe because after she said something to her indirectly . wow great huh ?! Well , someone asked me to give her a chance . So yeah I am giving her one but I will see how long can this last . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't expect her to be so good , I smell something fishy . it's weird very weird . A person whom dislike you somehow out of a sudden treating you good . HAHAHA xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; today she cried right in front of my eyes . I thought she's strong to handle this kind of matter but somehow the strong ones too will have their bad moments right ? I didn't expect her to cried but I understand how she felt . After all she's just a lady after all ; FEMALE -______- . But her EGO wah piang I cannot TAHAN . I just wonder why .... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah I ended work late again , so unfair but whatever .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love tonight cause it ended with you &amp;amp; it'll start with you again tomorrow morning&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&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/7877354837615641761-6575650538120459351?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6575650538120459351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=6575650538120459351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6575650538120459351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6575650538120459351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-2137600884841414073</id><published>2010-12-13T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T10:59:55.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(73, 73, 73); font-weight: bold; "&gt;It takes time to understand a girl. But if she’s really worth it, you’d take the time to try and figure her out. You can’t know everything about a girl in a matter of days. It takes time. Phone calls, fights, dates, and every minute you’re with her, you begin to know more and more about her. It takes time to know a girl well. Not fully, but well. If she really mattered to you, you’d take the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-2137600884841414073?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2137600884841414073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=2137600884841414073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2137600884841414073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2137600884841414073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-takes-time-to-understand-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-2014975499552419893</id><published>2010-12-13T09:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T10:34:28.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate the fact that I am still sick &amp;amp; there's work tomorrow . Doing opening alone lucky there's my babies to talk with . HAHAHA! (; so yeah today is not monday blues for me cause I slept for 10 hours straight , I still feel sleepy tho &amp;amp; I am still sick .. But again I am grateful cause this particular person make me feel better . Spend the day with him sitting down &amp;amp; talked . maybe our favorite word now days is " MAJOOOOOK " :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At times when he said that I don't even know what my reactions should be. Should I be mad at him or laugh ? The way he say it just make me giggle now &amp;amp; then . Well I just hope that things will get better for us , that  we can overcome any obstacles together as one like buddies (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That at times you just need my attention that's why luh asyik2 " MAJOOOOOOOOOK " , some hints I seeeeee .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went over to cousin place . Met zanna , uncle , aunties &amp;amp; esp 3R(s) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess it's been a year since I last visited kak maiza house . wow that long , tsk busy ME :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well , I am happy tho I get to see my adorable nephews &amp;amp; niece . Got to kiss dina chubby cheeks. Can't wait for rusydan turn &amp;amp; I miss those moment when I bring syaidi to the playground . When life's still free like a bird . But whatever it is I am grateful for today .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dina birthday is coming .... I don't think I wanna miss it . I rather stay in singapore than go for a vacation . Praying hard that mom will change her mind . I didn't know that there's a lot of birthdays huh in december .... Wait right after AUGUST confirm w/o fail there's a lot people birthdays . Now I know the reason why at times mom always nag &amp;amp; nag about birthdays ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7877354837615641761-2014975499552419893?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2014975499552419893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=2014975499552419893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2014975499552419893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/2014975499552419893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3667582437726438179</id><published>2010-12-12T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:31:37.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQXLb-0GQiI/AAAAAAAABoQ/d-88MDp-buI/s1600/cutekan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQXLb-0GQiI/AAAAAAAABoQ/d-88MDp-buI/s320/cutekan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550065797382423074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO TEMBAAAAAAAAAAAAAM !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grrrrrr .... RAM .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-3667582437726438179?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3667582437726438179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3667582437726438179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3667582437726438179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3667582437726438179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-tembaaaaaaaaaaaaam-grrrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQXLb-0GQiI/AAAAAAAABoQ/d-88MDp-buI/s72-c/cutekan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3015418792731305602</id><published>2010-12-12T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:20:49.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today I dreamt about you . it was a dream , just a dream that I never expected it at all . a dream that seems so real . a dream that you called me up just to hear my voice . I woke up with tears on my cheeks . I wish &amp;amp; hope very hard that I'll never encounter this dream again . It was never a dream , it was a nightmare I guess . &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time is moving so fast , so fast that I can hardly catch up . So many things need to be done each day &amp;amp; it's stressing me out like seriously . When I am stressed I tend to fall sick or worst migraine attacked me like so hard that at times I feel like my head is so heavy that it might drop soon or it'll just explode in a blink . It's stressful but I am glad that this one particular person whom actually truly care , love me since the day 1 was here &amp;amp; there everyday . I am thankful that no matter how busy you are with work you still spare time for me . I can see you're trying your very best ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanna say I am sorry . Sorry that I am indifferent now days . I am just stressed , I am glad that you understand . I feel really bad tho yet you stayed there w/o complaining a thing . You hear me out till full stop . When I asked for your opinions you answered . When I need someone to make me laugh , you were there . When I cried you wiped my tears away . I am sorry that I will be busy for this coming 2 weeks due to christmas season . But I promise you , after december end &amp;amp; new year come I'll spend more quality time with you again . We will explore every parts of singapore ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well , I just hope that I can pull it through my sickness ASAP . it's not cool to be sick on christmas season or new year . Troublesome -________- .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-3015418792731305602?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3015418792731305602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3015418792731305602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3015418792731305602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3015418792731305602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/today-i-dreamt-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-6305993320190827260</id><published>2010-12-09T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T11:14:51.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQEqY7YJwrI/AAAAAAAABoA/TB2UkUn0HHY/s1600/bludh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQEqY7YJwrI/AAAAAAAABoA/TB2UkUn0HHY/s320/bludh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548762823641383602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;soon we will spend more quality time together , insyallah (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-6305993320190827260?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6305993320190827260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=6305993320190827260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6305993320190827260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6305993320190827260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/soon-we-will-spend-more-quality-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TQEqY7YJwrI/AAAAAAAABoA/TB2UkUn0HHY/s72-c/bludh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-8457303864853622597</id><published>2010-12-09T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T10:38:00.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are two types of best friends ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number 1 :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The bestfriend who you’re so close to. You see them at least twice a week or more. You guys talk alot and catch up on everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number 2 :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of friendship where you two don’t talk as much but deep down, you know that persons your bestfriend. Why? They understand you even if they barely see you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;NAD, NAB , NUR :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-8457303864853622597?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8457303864853622597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=8457303864853622597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8457303864853622597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/8457303864853622597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/there-are-two-types-of-best-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-6976652403297276547</id><published>2010-12-07T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:29:24.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TP5u5osdXcI/AAAAAAAABn4/g4g8NQZapiI/s1600/forgot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TP5u5osdXcI/AAAAAAAABn4/g4g8NQZapiI/s320/forgot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547993727422520770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-6976652403297276547?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/6976652403297276547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=6976652403297276547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6976652403297276547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/6976652403297276547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_4520.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TP5u5osdXcI/AAAAAAAABn4/g4g8NQZapiI/s72-c/forgot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-7999182253253416293</id><published>2010-12-07T09:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:24:39.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>every month I can't wait for the 7th cause it marks the day I lost you .&lt;div&gt;I will never forget about you , never will . I still think of you each day .... but now things changed when I miss you I don't shed any tears anymore but I smile . I'll keep on smiling , never lose hope in everything especially in  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;L O V E&lt;/span&gt; . cause you make me believe in it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-7999182253253416293?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/7999182253253416293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=7999182253253416293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7999182253253416293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/7999182253253416293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877354837615641761.post-3691840905806109080</id><published>2010-12-06T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:11:54.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;And sometimes I think about memories of her still stuck in your head .&lt;/span&gt; Well the truth is , picture holds a lot of memories . Basically a lot of human beings keep photos of their loved ones or their past Ex(s) or Ex-friends or so on ... just cause when they miss the person they really want to see them but sometimes is not fated &amp;amp; all they have is just a photo to look at . It's better than nothing right ? but what if the photo hurt your other loved ones or your current bf/gf ??? sadly , this is what we call life .&lt;div&gt;Human beings are just being humans after all . Well , I am just being random here .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877354837615641761-3691840905806109080?l=stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3691840905806109080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877354837615641761&amp;postID=3691840905806109080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3691840905806109080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877354837615641761/posts/default/3691840905806109080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stringofwords-unsaid.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-sometimes-i-think-about-memories-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabby(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16320908488894528794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bkiIoZVdqpI/TPvz9QjMklI/AAAAAAAABnQ/kXhs6bDPtBU/S220/bahagia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
