<?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-8520154733932748242</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:13:37.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Firasat.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>farafaroo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177653509287334415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520154733932748242.post-4721050308353460868</id><published>2008-06-10T05:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T05:58:35.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite team kalah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lost to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Netherlands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of 3-0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, im kinda addicted to football now since the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;euro2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is heating up this month!&lt;br /&gt;oh, im loving it. =D&lt;br /&gt;im supporting &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Portugal&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Italy &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just watched Italy vs Netherlands, and i have to admit that the dutch played bole la..&lt;br /&gt;hehe, i dont know how to judge but yeah, through what i have seen just now, yea.. they're good. hehe, but heck! &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;canavaro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wasnt in the team, sebab tu la italy tak menang! haih. takpe, chill.. there'll be the next game. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;netherlands&lt;/span&gt; won after 30 years! and yeah..they played hard, and they've shown their effort.&lt;br /&gt;well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my dearest &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;italy&lt;/span&gt;, haih..main la betul-betul. hehe&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i know they can play bagus lagi after this! im hoping for the best of them.i have faith on them! ceh!&lt;br /&gt;they're the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;world champs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for god sake! they're still the one! yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 5:52 a.m and im still awake. cant sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8520154733932748242-4721050308353460868?l=farafaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/4721050308353460868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8520154733932748242&amp;postID=4721050308353460868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/4721050308353460868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/4721050308353460868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-favorite-team-kalah.html' title='my favorite team kalah!'/><author><name>farafaroo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177653509287334415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520154733932748242.post-48476716182353202</id><published>2008-06-10T04:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T05:35:45.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scared.</title><content type='html'>i dont know why, i had this conversation with &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;najwa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;fath&lt;/span&gt; just now. we let out our feelings that we kept all this while. and yeah, we talked about our studies,our life after grad..who's goin to get married first..ahaha, yada,yada,yada..just everything! i guess the three of us really could click very well! we could talk about everything without keeping any secrets. yes, they are my soul! soul sisters baby! but the part where i felt a bit down was when we admitted that the course that we're taking, laws. its getting tougher.. and i realised that im scared that i could not make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that made me scared! seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking whether am i going to get the degree, the scroll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Bachelor of Laws"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that sounds good kan, like woaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;people would be like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"blaja mana?'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"blaja uia.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wow,amek apa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"amek law.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"terer nye amek law..mesti pandai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish people, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;saying that. i felt like a burden to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting harder, but my mom always said, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"belajar mana tak susah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i know..but the thing is now, im thinking am i goin to be a lawyer nanti?&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;haish, well ill try my best, and yea..the course might not be the one that i actually wanted to do. but i've chosen it, and i am almost halfway through. cant turn back. its also my dad's dream to see one of her daughter studying law. my last sem results was just average for me. i know my level and i will just keep on trying. i know i can do this, i have to help myself in order to achieve my goals. it is still blurry but i know i am on the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8520154733932748242-48476716182353202?l=farafaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/48476716182353202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8520154733932748242&amp;postID=48476716182353202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/48476716182353202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/48476716182353202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/2008/06/scared.html' title='scared.'/><author><name>farafaroo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177653509287334415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520154733932748242.post-2119323633348274560</id><published>2008-06-09T23:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:54:00.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Terima Kasih Cinta"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD3yylPj68U/SE1N6Sun3sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xpRznJbO8_A/s1600-h/afgan-foto1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209906007792672450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD3yylPj68U/SE1N6Sun3sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xpRznJbO8_A/s320/afgan-foto1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                                               &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Afgan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wanie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; i told you afgan looks like ur brother &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;aby&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ade sikit la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, he's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tersadar didalam sepiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setelah jauh melangkah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kembali dalam dekap tanganmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terima kasih cinta untuk segalanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kau berikan lagi kesempatan itu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak akan terulang lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semuaaa kesalahanku yang pernah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;menyakitimu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanpamu tiada berarti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak mampu lagi berdiri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terima kasih cinta untuk segalanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kau berikan lagi kesempatan itu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak akan terulang lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semuaaa kesalahanku yang pernah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;menyakitimu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouuwwww...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouuwwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terima kasih cinta untuk segalanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kau berikan lagi kesempatan itu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak akan terulang lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semuaaa kesalahanku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oouuwww&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kesalahanku yang pernah menyakitimu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder what is the actual meaning of &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"cinta"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in real life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have seen the movie &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"cinta"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and some other movie like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"love actually"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all those romantic movies, which is my favourite genre of movies. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in real life &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cannot be based on fairytales where to some people they do believe in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause in fairytales, the couple lived happily ever after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is everyone's wish in life, but be realistic and expect the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, but being in love is &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wonderful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're differ in our definitions for there are tons of meaning of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;love &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;connects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209917697582667666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD3yylPj68U/SE1Yiulvl5I/AAAAAAAAABE/c3c7TFbluC8/s320/Copy+of+DSC02293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8520154733932748242-2119323633348274560?l=farafaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/2119323633348274560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8520154733932748242&amp;postID=2119323633348274560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/2119323633348274560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/2119323633348274560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/2008/06/terima-kasih-cinta.html' title='&quot;Terima Kasih Cinta&quot;'/><author><name>farafaroo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177653509287334415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD3yylPj68U/SE1N6Sun3sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xpRznJbO8_A/s72-c/afgan-foto1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520154733932748242.post-3831843569327744727</id><published>2008-06-09T22:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:54:01.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;im thanking &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;najwa &lt;/span&gt;for giving me the pictures she edited petang td. hehe. it was really cute babe! hehe santek-santek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FYI&lt;/span&gt;, she has the talent! she's really good in arts stuff, coloring,sketching, matching this and that hehe, thats just so &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;najwa&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wanie &amp;amp; najwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209899978656450946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD3yylPj68U/SE1IbWciCYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/libV_1I75RI/s320/wanienajwado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209899876438509938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rD3yylPj68U/SE1IVZp4CXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mvnynPzeg98/s320/najwafarado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;najwa &amp;amp; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a litte talk in ym too, she spilled every single story about her "dirty little secret" hehehehe! hehe, takde la.. its been a while since we had that kinda conversation.hehe,&lt;br /&gt;miss you babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh, and i am &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;infected&lt;/span&gt; by the disease of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"tak kesah pasal phone"&lt;/span&gt; hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ala, beb,,it was from u! so, kau jangan ckp banyak ekh! hehehe. she was wondering where was i cause i didnt reply her text or even picked up her calls..ouh! and not even tell her that i have a blog now.poor her! heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww, u rindu i. terharu, muahahahaha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;fath&lt;/span&gt; just got back from kedah..her kampung last night.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice to just talk to her.she's my gossip partner! hehe, forever babe! hugs! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209920004428184930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rD3yylPj68U/SE1apAQkvWI/AAAAAAAAABM/_qt_ETHJahI/s320/Image077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fath &amp;amp; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea..lately..im being quite reserved.and i am pretty much comfortable with it.&lt;br /&gt;i really do miss them alot! and i just cant wait to go back to school.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu korang! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;najwa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;fath&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8520154733932748242-3831843569327744727?l=farafaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/3831843569327744727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8520154733932748242&amp;postID=3831843569327744727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/3831843569327744727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/3831843569327744727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/2008/06/thanks-babe.html' title='thanks babe!'/><author><name>farafaroo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177653509287334415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rD3yylPj68U/SE1IbWciCYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/libV_1I75RI/s72-c/wanienajwado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520154733932748242.post-61400376652815186</id><published>2008-06-08T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:51:20.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im over it.</title><content type='html'>i hate it when all of the sudden i remember the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Past&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i have moved on.&lt;br /&gt;i could considered it as my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nightmare &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; my lesson to be learned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shuh, shuh, shuh, please&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;go away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8520154733932748242-61400376652815186?l=farafaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/61400376652815186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8520154733932748242&amp;postID=61400376652815186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/61400376652815186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/61400376652815186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-over-it.html' title='im over it.'/><author><name>farafaroo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177653509287334415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520154733932748242.post-980269192242182435</id><published>2008-06-08T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:40:13.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been a while..</title><content type='html'>yesterday, i recieved a call from my chilhood bestfriend, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shahidah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. yeah, it has been a while since we last met and talked. she's been busy with her assignments and her hectic life in perak. she's studying in kpm perak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked for hours! banyak sangat nak cakap. macam tak habis-habis! hehehe. it was fun to just let it out everything! seriously, ive poured everything to her yesterday. i dont know why, i guess i just missed her so much. she's a great listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was my bestfriend since we were in standard 1! can u imagine that, sangat lama da. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;13 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of friendship. she used to be my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"kakak"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hehe, and i was the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"adik".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cuz everyone tgk kitorg muka nak sama kut. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how funny things has changed now, i have my other 6 bestfriends. they are my world and my happiness. i dont know what would i do,not having them with me. we're stuck together da.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;so did she, she has other closed friends in perak too. but we're still the same like we used to back in high school.fun memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for calling me semalam.&lt;br /&gt;rindu u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love her to bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;purple is her favourite color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8520154733932748242-980269192242182435?l=farafaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/980269192242182435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8520154733932748242&amp;postID=980269192242182435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/980269192242182435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/980269192242182435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-while.html' title='its been a while..'/><author><name>farafaroo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177653509287334415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520154733932748242.post-6139877551316593965</id><published>2008-06-08T02:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:10:37.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my current addiction =)</title><content type='html'>im so so so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;addicted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to this song called &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"terima kasih cinta"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt; song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhQ5bCHaeQw&amp;amp;hl=" rel="0&amp;amp;border=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im melting.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8520154733932748242-6139877551316593965?l=farafaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/6139877551316593965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8520154733932748242&amp;postID=6139877551316593965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/6139877551316593965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/6139877551316593965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-current-addiction.html' title='my current addiction =)'/><author><name>farafaroo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177653509287334415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520154733932748242.post-1344951566970895644</id><published>2008-06-08T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T02:33:01.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, since &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;wanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cakap my blog okay, the i sambung la tulis balik. =) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, nothing much for today.cuz i was at home all day long. my parents went back to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;batu pahat&lt;/span&gt; amek my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;atok&lt;/span&gt; n&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; pak long&lt;/span&gt;. they're staying here tonite, then esok pergi rumah my aunty.jaga cucu-cucu kesayangan dia. not to say that im not her beloved grand daughter jugak, but yeah lagi sayang yang kecik2 la.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy, last wednesday..my family n i, we went to jb cuz we had a kenduri at the hotel which will be launching in few weeks time.asyik delay jer.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun la,some sort of gathering..makan-makan.we stayed in a hotel called &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE ZON&lt;/span&gt;. the hotel was really nice and cantik la jugak cuz its just near the laut, and sangat dekat dgn singapore.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. bole nampak tempat pembakaran sampah s'pore. haish.&lt;br /&gt;the hotel was a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"duty free zone"&lt;/span&gt; where the goods were much more cheaper. i bought a pair of sandals.i like! and the place has a lot of bars and clubs and for you guys out there who loves to go clubbing, it might be the right place to stay in.dekat bawah jer, and berderet, pilih je nak masuk mana.&lt;br /&gt;and on thursday night, my uncle decided to go in front of the clubs where there was a big fountain and sat there to see orang mabuk. ehe. tapi tade ponnnnnnn. but the day before banyak gila.&lt;br /&gt;haih,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; jakun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back on friday, it was really a long journey. felt like "bila la nak sampai, tak sampai-sampai". we stopped at jejantas ayer keroh, and i met someone that i've never expected, hehe. i jumpa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"mawi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hehehehehe. yea, dulu punya la tak suka, but hey,,he's really a nice guy. he's with his gf, si ekin tu. shish. hehehe. and i have to admit that he's a good looking guy.ehe.&lt;br /&gt;so, the day was just about mawi, mawi ni, mawi tu la. haish. and im guessing that all the rumours of mawi and ekin were true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai rumah terus online. rindu sudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh, this guy. "man" i wonder siapa dia. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8520154733932748242-1344951566970895644?l=farafaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/1344951566970895644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8520154733932748242&amp;postID=1344951566970895644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/1344951566970895644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/1344951566970895644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-there-hehe-since-wanie-cakap-my.html' title=''/><author><name>farafaroo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177653509287334415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520154733932748242.post-5959742632516074886</id><published>2008-06-03T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T20:20:24.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>firasat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its a title of a song. he's an Indonesian singer, and he is really hot. =D his name is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,and the song has a deep meaning towards me. haha. but yes, it does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to me, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;firasat&lt;/span&gt; is about what i think on something, my thoughts, its about how i feel towards things that happens around me. its about how i act upon it because it reflects the way i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;recently, my best friend &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;halim&lt;/span&gt;, told me that "you da lain la, serious you're not fara yang i kenal dulu". those words stunned me. because at that particular moment, i began to realised everything! it made me think the whole night.cuz i kept on wondering on how did i changed so drastically till people could noticed the differences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that's his &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;firasat&lt;/span&gt; on me. we've became friends since form 1 till now. he's my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thanks to him, I've realised it, that i wasn't being myself all this while. i was trying to be like other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there are reasons why.but ill keep it to myself, all i know is that I've moved on and I've changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah..baru i sedar everything! I'm not gonna be the same person as before. i have my friends who are constantly there for me. and my family of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there are few things that happened before i realised all this, it was so sudden that this realization came into me.come to think back about all the past memories, it made me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a guy who came into my life,&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. whom i used to call as &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"my other half"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; walked out just like that after 15 months of relationship..9 months of "happiness" and 6 months of "suffering". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear you,thanks for the memories.it has been a great experienced being with you.and you have taught me a lot of things and one of them is to not trust a person just like i trust you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because now i got to know the real you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my relationship between me and my friends. we had a small conflict, but we managed to settled it. no matter how bad we argued, at the end we're still together because of the friendship that we've build.honesty among each other is a must.though it hurts, to me that's what friends are for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;wanie,najwa,alya,fath,galoh,faz&lt;/span&gt;. they are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.we are differ in our characters and personality and that what makes it complete. full with laughter and sadness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this man came after being quiet for quite some time.i have known him for such a long time i could say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he came and filled me with his funny jokes and sweet words, he is a sweet talker.i do admit that i was really comfortable talking with him.like we could almost talk about everything, and we could talk for hours! he never bores me.he has this way of calming. perhaps its because he's much older.haihhh.why la I'm being so dumb and listen jer n not think about the consequences that will happen.he is someones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and it did happened. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shit happened&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. he walked away.i am a bit down,but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lucky enough that i got the strength to overcome it.because he wasn't even mine.i didn't have deep feelings towards him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i mean, i was about to,nearly started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thanks to him, now i know that there are types of man that i have to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watch out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and now i have a clearer perspective in finding the right one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was stupid back then, not realising that i was being irrational towards certain things. this is the real life, and I'm ready to start a new chapter.like &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said, maybe this is the phase of discovering life. hehe. yea,perhaps it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8520154733932748242-5959742632516074886?l=farafaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/5959742632516074886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8520154733932748242&amp;postID=5959742632516074886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/5959742632516074886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/5959742632516074886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/2008/06/firasat.html' title='firasat'/><author><name>farafaroo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177653509287334415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8520154733932748242.post-6507836991196589328</id><published>2008-06-03T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T02:23:10.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the first one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe. kelaka la.its funny cuz my sister keep on asking me "buat la blog,buat la blog" till she fell asleep.kesian dia.hehe.i was like "i nak tulis ape!".plus, my english is bad.hehe.campur-campur je lah! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ouh, n &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;wanie&lt;/span&gt;,my dearest &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;wanie&lt;/span&gt;! pun suruh buat.heh, so,this is it.i da buat da.yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hopefully ill update it selalu since i've got nothing to do at the moment.and also for days to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;for a start,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday, i went out with my sayangs, (&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wanie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;najwa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;alya&lt;/span&gt;) we went to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;klcc&lt;/span&gt;, aha, a bit tired before sampai &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;klcc&lt;/span&gt; cuz the three of us except &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;wanie&lt;/span&gt;, silap naik train.supposedly we're heading to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;klcc&lt;/span&gt;, but we took the train that head back to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Kelana Jaya&lt;/span&gt;.haha.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;najwa&lt;/span&gt; la! menonong*(if u know what that means.hehe.) jalan and kitorg pun ikut je la dia because at that time she was busy,no! WE were busy talking about her new bag that she bought dekat indon, haih jealous* hehe.sampai masuk train salah.hehe, turun at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Bangsar&lt;/span&gt; then naik balik train straight to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;klcc&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;wanie&lt;/span&gt; waited for us there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;our lunch was great.we talked and laughed and talked.it was my first time seeing &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;alya&lt;/span&gt; since cuti started arituh.her hair grew longer! panjang gila. cantik.beb, trim la please? hehe.saje,jealous.cuz i so wna hair just like her,senang diurus.i miss talking with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;wanie&lt;/span&gt; had a bit problem, poor her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you have us,dun give a shit la pasal yang lain.dont think too much.we're here for you,like u did for me and for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;stay strong,this is just the beginning =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;najwa!&lt;/span&gt; bergaya jer selalu.hehe.she told us about her vacation to &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;jakarta&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;bandung&lt;/span&gt; last week.it was fun hearing it cuz yea, ader je scene-scene yang kelaka.with &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;adam&lt;/span&gt; (her youngest brother) and her sakit perot thingy.hehe, kau salah makan la beb! kesian dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;alya&lt;/span&gt; suggested to go to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;petrosains&lt;/span&gt;.all of us agreed.it was my first time pergi sana.i was amazed by the time i entered the place.sangat fun and very interesting.we tried to play with some stuff,hehe.mcm budak-budak je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then, we went to&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; topshop&lt;/span&gt;,cuz &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;wanie&lt;/span&gt; wanted to buy jeans.dia da kurus! td yang u try tu lawa la.haish.beli yang the second one u tried ok! went jalan-jalan..and my kaki sangat sakittttttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;around 5.45, all of us da nak balik.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;wanie&lt;/span&gt; balik ampang.and &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;alya&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;najwa&lt;/span&gt; decided to wait for &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;wada&lt;/span&gt;, najwa's sister n balik sekali.the lrt sangat penuh! kena berhimpit-himpit! we took the lrt n stopped dekat kerinchi where wada's bf picked us up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;sangat penat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;what a great day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;miss them.&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/8520154733932748242-6507836991196589328?l=farafaroo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/feeds/6507836991196589328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8520154733932748242&amp;postID=6507836991196589328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/6507836991196589328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8520154733932748242/posts/default/6507836991196589328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farafaroo.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-one.html' title='the first one'/><author><name>farafaroo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10177653509287334415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
