<?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-967077433699634541</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:41:24.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one big heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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/&gt;yesterday,was my 23rd bday.the feeling was not the same as i used to feel a fe years back. ill be waiting for the day and wished that people celebrated it. for me, that day is the day for celebration.the day to be thankful to be part of person's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, yesterday i was numb. the feeling was unbearrable. i wished that day wasnt meant to be mine.its undescribable.dark and full of misery. &lt;em&gt;kisah hati sukar dimengerti&lt;/em&gt;..but the day ended with colors and happiness. my peeps were there to ease the pain. glad they were there for me..me love you..and thanks tqvm!!:))) . and i know he is there too..and i do love you to..svm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wisdom words above; tells me that there is never too late to make changes. i wanna make a difference and i can sure you that its worth it to wait for..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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most important things in my life which can kills me in anyway that people can be killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;L.O.V.E&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;F.A.M.I.L.Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know how vulnerable those things can be? and because of that we are very engaged to them our whole life. i refuse to answer my question above.cause i know that it is not one thing but they are two things; the only things that i cant live without. go to h*** with those lunatic + brainless people who were so shallow to appreciate how priceless those things can be! you are heartless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not, those two words are entangled;need one and another;meaningless if being broken.please, i beg you. dont you ever ever lost faith on L.O.V.E and your own F.A.M.I.L.Y cause i can sure you that your life would certainly be up side-down.&lt;br /&gt;the you'll know &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;berape tinggi langit tue. &lt;/span&gt;(geram amat sangat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: penulis terkesan dengan tindakan saudara yang membelakangkan keluarga demi kebahagiaan rumah tangga.tindakan mereka mengundang malapetaka keluarga sudah pasti.&lt;br /&gt;saya tidak suka. amat tak boleh terima.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-5177116427205027982?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5177116427205027982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=5177116427205027982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SypR-YC6l-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/CMZfVJXsKFo/s1600-h/320px-SMirC-thumbsup.jpg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SypR-YC6l-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/CMZfVJXsKFo/s320/320px-SMirC-thumbsup.jpg.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416231633914861538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         yeay!! the goal medal is definitely the perfect way to end year 2oo9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last. after 20 sole years, waiting patiently for some and criticizing all the way through for most, it is a reward for Malaysia's national football team to kick Vietnam's a** for the goal medal in the Sea Games. though im not the kind of gurl who would eat and sleep with football,just yet, but i felt grateful and proud to be part of it.its like the spirit and soul of winning mix with hope and dream of every single Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;TWO THUMBS UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are talking about it.and soon it'll be the benchmark for the team to carve more sweet moments like we used to have.hopefully.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia's football team was drowning, before.people were talking here and there.making comparisons and what not.begins with the conspiracy,discipline till the achievements itself were all chocked. myself also fall for it.afraid of losing again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but people still go to mamak stall to support the team no matter what the result would be..cause&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; bola sepak dekat di hati.&lt;/span&gt; i dont have to say it. you'll know yourself how football can drive you crazy like hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia people, may the victory will always with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HIDUP BOLA SEPAK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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terlentok berjuraian sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patah kerana terpisah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basah keluh kesah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiwa kosong bak patung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berteriak mohon tolong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bisakah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-2021540614772572292?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2021540614772572292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=2021540614772572292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALAM MAAL HIJRAH 1431&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new day opens up to a new me, hopefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may Allah bless us in every step all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-6395266724113400218?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6395266724113400218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=6395266724113400218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SynxHsvqDqI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SaEf10rBuHI/s1600-h/3653509163_a8f3d6befc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SynxHsvqDqI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SaEf10rBuHI/s320/3653509163_a8f3d6befc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416125141462159010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siapa yang tidak kenal dengan wajah kacak (bagi saya) di atas? Remy Ishak bukan nama asing lagi. semenjak namanya menjadi topik bualan hangat media dan peminat fanatik hampir gila kisah Nur Kasih di tv3 dan wataknya sebagai Mansor Adabi dalam teater Natrah, Remy Ishak bukan 'manusia biasa' lagi. saya dengar dengar beliau sudah diangkat sebagai hero malaya menggantikan Rosyam Nor.waduh..waduh..hebat sungguh penangannya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memang seronok jadi selebriti kan? baru setahun jagung,sudah terkenal;nama mula mendapat tempat, tawaran berlakon sekejap je dapat.mungkin sebab itu, ramai yang mahu jadi artis. termasuklah kawan kawan penulis (nama anda kekal rahsia).tapi benarkah hidup jadi artis ini sadis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hampir setiap hari, penulis dan anda semua disaji dengan kisah kurang enak golongan artis; artis kene tipu, artis bercerai, artis mangsa video lucah etc..etc..&lt;br /&gt;dan Remy Ishak tidak terlepas. baru baru ini peminat fanatik Remy dan tidak fanatik juga dikejutkan dengan berita beliau dibelasah beberapa lelaki di hadapan IB selepas teater Natrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malang kan? hanya gara gara gosip beliau bercintan dengan Ummi Nazeera,(penulis agak pasti bukan gosip semata) akhirnya lebam biji mata. kan penulis dah kata, jadi selebriti boleh mati! nasib baik cedera ringan sahaja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IB pun sudah mula berjaga jaga. nak perketatkan kawalan keselamatan, bimbang pisang berbuah dua kali.ini mesti sebab yang dibelasah tu Remy Ishak, cuba kalau Ahmad mat kilang atau Ah Teong jual sayur yang kene belasah, agak agak nya IB terkesan ke? penulis, jangan hentam keromo ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi jadi selebriti buat money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-5708432749948883407?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5708432749948883407/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-1611955095208188997</id><published>2009-12-16T20:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:01:30.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.lets rethink.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"you cant change the past,but you can ruin the present by worrying about the future"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just goggled and i found the quote.no idea who wrote it but it is meaningful and inspirational. at least, for me.i always love to talk about time. how time affects us and how we are affected by time. it all make sense if we sit and think deeply, and i mean very deep to just browse back to what have happen for the past  years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truthfully,i have some regrets. if i have the chance; just one more chance, i wanna go back to those years and alter or adjust a few events.make it better.and my life would be as i want it to be. would it be? no one knows. to cease my pain, i always said to myself: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nak wat camna, dah takdir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause most of us would believe, if we can control the past, we could control the present and also the future. most of us including myself, would feel sorry for what happened. but the truth is, no one to blame.it is now and here, are the things to worry. the decisions we made today will pay the consequences for tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll graduated soon, hopefully.i couldn't get out of my mind thinking and worrying of what are in store for me in future.i would say that its the same dilemma faced by new product like us.sigh~ and we will plan, discuss and argue; feel full of anxiety and uneasy of what would happen to us anytime soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now,i have stop.i know because i believe that the things that i have achieved in present will lead me through. so do you. for better or for worse, i should have no regrets. i have made my decisions, and i will bare the consequences.full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: lets go with flow, follow me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-1611955095208188997?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1611955095208188997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=1611955095208188997&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/1611955095208188997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sudah tidak lagi aku terasa&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;tapi entah mengapa&lt;br /&gt;                    jiwa pula berantakan, hati juga tidak keruan&lt;br /&gt;                                aku mahukan jawapan&lt;br /&gt;                          namun aku tidak tahu apa soalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       tolong!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-2899863962736776337?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2899863962736776337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=2899863962736776337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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since we were in high school.i browsed in his FB and he was still the same guy i used to know. poyo third degree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, out of the blue he buzzed me.through FB chatroom.cliche as usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ko pekaba?&lt;br /&gt;studi kat mana skrg?&lt;br /&gt;bila nak kawin nie?&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;bla&lt;br /&gt;bla&lt;br /&gt;bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the conversation was heated when he unravel his deep feelings.disappointment, anger, frustration; all stir into one unstable dough since two years ago.it was all because of a woman.truthfully. im not good in dealing with emotions, myself, but it touched me when i used to know a person who used to stand on the same road as his three years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; person's point of view, i tried to you know..say all that stuff. not just to please him but more or less, to let him know and wonder the hidden agendas behind of these unwanted events in life.yes.we have been good to people. and of course, we want them to be worthwhile.but things can get out of hand.as HIS creation, there is nothing we can do to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a nice chat. but because i was too clumsy, i accidentally offline.above all that i was glad.definitely, not because i became a love counselor. but, it has never crossed my mind that he would trust me to share everything and anything. i was not his so called BFF or whatever.. but still, i feel awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey dude,u can find any chick u want in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pasar tani&lt;/span&gt;. but &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; chick, with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; attitude is rare but possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey dude, all the best!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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life.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-6965719887688956788</id><published>2009-12-14T21:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:56:41.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.i hate mr net.</title><content type='html'>tired and sleepy are my two favorite words for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since back from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;medan selera&lt;/span&gt;,i've nothing  to do.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lepaking&lt;/span&gt; in front the tv and lean on our best couch.ahh..how nice to be at home.mama should feel far more relief.i guess..as mama was the busiest person in town ;p (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kesian mama&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;then i saw a small light bulb over my head &lt;ting&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hmm bagus gak kalo tdo nie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nope. that was definitely not the first thing i did. instead i went for the mr net. but why should i? and how can it be? no one can answer me? look!! a question that can never been answered. how awful and destructive mr net can be to human being? and there was i, stuck in front of my lappy til 530pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.at this very fine moment. i am so damn tired and sleepy.shockingly i am still facing damn mr net. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: im so not me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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net.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-2004173849075988894</id><published>2009-12-14T00:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:44:29.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.oh boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hold back all the tears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and left behind the cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;together with me all my peers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;need you to burn the fierce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;body and soul together as one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;killing you is all i want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you should know what you've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;as you'll see all the sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oh boy you such a waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;wanna mash you like tomato paste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;till no one wanna have a taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;or ever wanna chase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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boy.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-1308510417662840365</id><published>2009-12-13T20:11:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:15:10.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.chef of the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;terngiang-ngiang suara mama mengingatkan aku untuk masak lunch nanti.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;mama: along, keluarkan udang  dari peti ais. masakla pape along suka. masa nie la nak tunjuk kehebatan. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;aku: hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;pujian mama tak terkesan di hati aku. sehingga jam 1230 pm aku masih berpeleseran di depan tv. tergolek-golek ke sana sini. dari kejauhan, pasti baba memandang aku tajam. perut berkeroncong. ketiadaan mama ke medan selera buat aku tidak senang duduk.bukan sebab aku nak ikut mama tapi sebab kene ke dapur. jadi wanita.. aduhh malas betul.. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entah di mana datang tenaga.aku bangun dah gigihkan juga.kupas 2 biji bawang besar,3 ulas bawang putih,dan terkial-kial mencubit sedikit belacan. hmm pasti enak; terdetik aku sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;tidak semena-mena mama tiba di balik pintu dapur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;mama: hmm wanginya..(sambil tersenyum..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;pujian mama betul-betul terkesan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hati berbunga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;p/s: setinggi-tinggi wanita melangkah, akhirnya dapur juga tempatnya..=p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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day.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-2296883519370641736</id><published>2009-12-13T00:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T01:15:02.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.mogok!!.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;since yesterday, baba told me his wish to go for a walk at wangsa walk.from the day it was opened he had no chance to have a look. me too. so baba drove there, along with five of us (pity yah.. ahaks~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing is believing. huge name, rumors here and there. definitely hopeless. thought that it would be a place for shopping spree and chill place for hand out. but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hampeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i spot on:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. just like its name; wangsa walk. people just walk here and there. nothing to buy. nothing to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. no big names for restaurants..the worst is there are only  a few seats available. they might think people like to stand while eating. what a waste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. until today, there is no tgv and boiling.hello??!! people wanna go there just for them&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. it is no fun at all. &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets mogok wangsa walk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-2296883519370641736?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2296883519370641736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=2296883519370641736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/2296883519370641736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/2296883519370641736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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dan meneka. mengapa saya menagihnya? apa penangannya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mereka pernah mengasak.bertanya mengapa.tapi saya tidak pernah sekali tidak membelanya.mereka tidak tahu kerana mereka tidak pernah merasa.ia seperti cinta yang kamu mahu atau sedang rasai kini.tidak pernah ada paksa dan deritanya buat kamu mahu lagi. mungkin saya tidak seperti pencinta lain. yang bercinta sepenuh hati; jiwa dan raga.yang sentiasa ada bila perlu. yang tidak berhenti mencuba; perbaiki diri sang pencinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dunia ini buat saya terkadang lena sendiri.saya tidak mahu dibalut resah. diulit rasa bersalah. pada diri dan pada universiti yang saya wakili.masa bukan penghalang lagi. saya mahu mereka tahu; pada yang menilai dan memerhati.saya akan berusaha jagi pencinta abadi.yang jatuh bangun sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biar mereka mencela.tidak mengapa.walau saya tidak mungkin jadi seperti pencinta lain yang telah mengukir kisah cinta debat terulung, tidak ada salahnya.asal saya tahu saya masih ada waktu.untuk mengukir kisah cinta debat 'terulung' buat diri bilamana masa menjemput saya pergi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-6825093372105598130?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6825093372105598130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=6825093372105598130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/6825093372105598130'/><link rel='self' 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punya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; kalau terserempak ngan dia. cis rupanya baru aku tahu dia ke seminar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hmm.kau buat aku gile..oh gigi besi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-864523861137805576?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/864523861137805576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=864523861137805576&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/864523861137805576'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SyEagYIukFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/4yeKr1giV-s/s1600-h/holding-hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SyEagYIukFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/4yeKr1giV-s/s320/holding-hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413637370613239890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;maaf kalau entri kali ini kedengaran sangat cheesy. tapi aku tidak kesah itu semua. kerna, aku mahu kamu tahu apa aku rasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;perasaan ini buat aku bertanya lagi. walau jawapannya sudah pasti.aku bukan mahu meneka dan menduga apa ada dalam hatinya.aku tahu bukan mudah untuk memilih. apatah lagi untuk buat satu keputusan yang mungkin akan disesalkan. tapi aku sedar, dia bukan takut. atau tidak bersedia. cuma itulah dirinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;aku akan disini.walau dilambung ombak.walau dihempas pantai. moga Tuhan akan sentiasa buka hati kamu hanya untuk aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: aku terbang di awangan. &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/967077433699634541-6093382053406673980?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6093382053406673980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=6093382053406673980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-7194809077729054725</id><published>2009-12-10T15:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T15:11:18.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;having news from some,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wanting badly to move forward, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;waiting for the day to come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dearie, you're not a coward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Sx_bDEHWkoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aGS69TsQuFY/s320/11043_190960093727_659158727_2886158_6976659_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413286122813297282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;if you're thirsty, lets have a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: iklan air botol. cheesy. &lt;/span&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/967077433699634541-7102295910303206667?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7102295910303206667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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rasa sgt seronok sbb:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. ni ialah last royal aku.dan aku dapat merasa manisnya bersama semua. suka dan duka dirasai bersama&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. aku dapat bersama si dia dan keluarga baru UTM. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. makin cinta pada dunia ini. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cinta dan rasa di UM semua bergaul menjadi satu. debaran,kebanggaan, tangisan, dan segalanya..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;walauapapun, ia kenangan paling indah buat aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: tiada apa untuk disesalkan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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menunggu.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-2617428909618431659</id><published>2009-11-08T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:51:28.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.sshhhh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SvaiX5tEp2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/cgJGXNEGB-o/s1600-h/sleepy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401683334588049250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SvaiX5tEp2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/cgJGXNEGB-o/s320/sleepy1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this is definitely what i wanna do all day long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;me feel so sleepy but yet still look adorable..=)&lt;br /&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/967077433699634541-2617428909618431659?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2617428909618431659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=2617428909618431659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-1726912929884296366</id><published>2009-11-08T17:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:43:39.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.what a night?.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i had the best nite with my gurls last saturday. we had plan for this day and it was PERFECT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~ luv hanna, naps, lyana n kak mya too.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and to make it A Night to Remember was bcause of HIM.. ohh, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FAQIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; im falling for you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: u have tp watch the new movie by Bernard Chaulay.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and u'll know what i mean..=)&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/967077433699634541-1726912929884296366?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1726912929884296366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=1726912929884296366&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i used to adore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the song u sang freely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;though you stand outside the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the melody will touch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;craving of yesteryears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as your songs were lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i am not the first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that love has been toasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: feel like eating bread toast =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-6261932532896687218?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6261932532896687218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=6261932532896687218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/6261932532896687218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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nonsense - feelings and emotions will have no room and space anymore. it times to be rational and logic. but does it pay for everything? or will it cause for something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;at the end of the day, i just knew that it had caused me tonnes of tears. i wish that my rationality would bring me back to where i came from. to be as tough as i can be, to be as brave as i should be. but i was not perfect. i am just human. a woman who has to consider my own instict and guts that will teld me what i should do and why. at last, i have to give way to my own feelings.. owh..how hopeless i am..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: it is difficult to find love. but its more difficult to love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-5552865008987270642</id><published>2009-10-15T17:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:50:16.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.cut the crap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it has been almost a week since i got back from shah alam. i promised myself to finish chapter 2 in two weeks time as told by Dr Z. but till now, i just wrote a few. i dont want her to get upset or angry towards me.well i have been missing in action for a very long time..hee. sorry Dr Z.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i have my own mission. instead of waiting for my debate practice early next month, i thought of working and earn some money of my own. it seems like it will not going to work after all. the tuition centre that i was supposed to work for inform me that i could only start in Disember. impossible to get it through as i would be starting my last semester. so i thought of just be at home. helping mama with the house chores. and i beg my sister to help mama at stall. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to do at home. after finished washing the dishes (the periuk and mangkuk that mama used to cook nasi lemak and kueh), sweep the floor and vacuum the carpets, my another daily routine would be watching all over again indon sinetron that i love the most.. Intan at @ 15. hehehe. (couldnt help it). i am so bored. to ease the pain i should have started with the chap 2 rite? thought so.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i should stop blogging and facebooking cause the real cause im at the cc was to find the info for ae.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so cut the crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-5552865008987270642?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5552865008987270642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=5552865008987270642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/5552865008987270642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/5552865008987270642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/10/cut-crap.html' title='.cut the crap.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-668685685379684462</id><published>2009-10-09T02:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:25:59.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.ada aku kisah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Ss41xw4XsUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/S44-t0PnZ0I/s1600-h/no-fat-chicks-de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Ss41xw4XsUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/S44-t0PnZ0I/s320/no-fat-chicks-de.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390304933060260162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  hati kecil berkata:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada aku kisah kalau ko kutuk, benci atau meluat tgk badan aku yang gemuk nie!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bumi nie takkan jadi lebih baik kalau manusia gemuk dihapuskan..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi bumi akan jadi lebih baik kalau orang macam kau dan kau dan kau berhenti mengutuk, membenci dan meluat dengan manusia gemuk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ada aku kisah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: hati kecil semakin kecil dengan kata-kata orang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-668685685379684462?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/668685685379684462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=668685685379684462&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/668685685379684462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/668685685379684462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/10/ada-aku-kisah.html' title='.ada aku kisah.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Ss41xw4XsUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/S44-t0PnZ0I/s72-c/no-fat-chicks-de.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-3023656580409529944</id><published>2009-10-09T02:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T02:46:18.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.love you or i love you not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i sit on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can see he walks so slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with his face that glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together with sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i wanna close my eyes tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and not to sit by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause when i see u at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel your bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;cause i hate being fry&lt;br /&gt;please tell me why&lt;br /&gt;cause i cannot say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you but i love you more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: aku tengah bengang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/967077433699634541-3023656580409529944?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3023656580409529944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=3023656580409529944&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/3023656580409529944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/3023656580409529944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-sit-on-floor-and-i-can-see-he-walks.html' title='.love you or i love you not.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-1856817592315257443</id><published>2009-10-08T12:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:43:18.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.when it strikes back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;people are talking here and there about how bad and terrible the earth quake that has happened a few days ago in Padang. not to forget the flood which hit Philippines. malaysians feel so sorry for what has happened and we helped them in any ways that people can be helped. the survivors are trying to accept and console themselves for their lost. and at the same time they have to keep on searching for ways to start a new life that will definitely be tough. yup, time flies and one day they would be able to rise. like what is happening in Acheh rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;but people are also talking here and there about malaysia and indonesia. the accusing part, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;marah-marah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt; part between both countries... (i know you know what i know) perhaps people might also think that everything happens for a reason. whether its a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;bala, or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt; one of mother nature's reminder, no one knows. but the truth lies out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual ..&lt;br /&gt;people are talking here and there about how thankful we are to be in Malaysia. some people might be affected by the disaster. and we have no room not to be afraid. but you know, nothing is impossible. apart from worrying or hoping that everything that will be fine, lets cherish and share what we have. as a Muslim, we believe that Allah the Almighty will always be with us. just obey and abide the rules. thats it. and InsyaAllah everything will be okay. as a person and a human being, just appreciate what we have~family, friends, neighbors, health, environment etc. take good care of all that. love them..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because we never know when the 'quake' strikes back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;p/s: doakan yang terbaik buat mereka .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-1856817592315257443?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1856817592315257443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=1856817592315257443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/1856817592315257443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/1856817592315257443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-it-strikes-back.html' title='.when it strikes back.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-7790958552083558873</id><published>2009-10-08T11:27:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:48:42.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.aidil dan fitri.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Ss1ch-NoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/X9YUHP64WuI/s1600-h/raya_men.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Ss1ch-NoFuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/X9YUHP64WuI/s320/raya_men.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390066067737941730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;sudah lama aku menuggu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya kau tiba tanpa ku seru.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buat semua...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bulan ramadhan melambai pergi, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;syawal menjelang menceria suasana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;ampun dan maaf dari hati,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku manusia bukan sempurna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;anugerah Illahi kita syukuri,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa kan datang menjemput nanti.&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalian semua,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;ni bukan sahaja masa untuk bersuka ria atau mengumpul duit raya atau melantak tak ingat dunia.. TAPI masa untuk menilai hati, menginsafi diri, dan memaafi sesama insani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: pesan untuk mengingatkan anda dan diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-7790958552083558873?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7790958552083558873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=7790958552083558873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ALERT!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry to everyone who has viewed my blog.. i do not have the tyme to update new stories about me and my life.. but not to worry, i'll do it as soon as everythin is settle.. hehhe quite buzy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;till then. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c u soonn..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: i miss u..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-4475886479082710111?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SswoqFHqTxI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tCgnPqYWEt8/s72-c/XID8ACAX9Z4IICAOG3INRCAT2XO69CAXIU166CAKZA738CAA20PIKCAVBYNYUCA17O1S2CAOV9EM8CAJO0N2DCARY5TETCA6677DLCAW97UJZCAML1Y53CAO2HZOOCAVEH9E7CAX4V1B8CA3R6GN4CA270KEA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-6788739003377854996</id><published>2009-08-18T14:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T14:21:59.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WOULD ANYONE NOTICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'Pamela Loftis'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to someone i love so much...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If tommorow comes and the coffee isn't made,would anyone notice that I wasn't here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you go to get a shirt and find it isn't clean,would you just think that I was being mean?Would you check out the window to see if my car was here,or would you just think that I was somewhere near?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And when dinner was not on time,would you look for me to tell me, you just committed a crime!And when you had to cook for yourself,would you wonder why she's not on time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And when the phone rings to talk to momma, would you wonder why she didn't answer,or would you just blame her for yet another crime?When night comes, would you say a prayer,or would you just lie there and stare.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then the next day comes and you find I'm still not here, would you shed a tear?Would you ask yourself, maybe I should have called her more.Or would you just say, she's probably at the store.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And when you finally see that I'm gone for good,would you miss me or wonder why I left?Nobody ever notices, until it's too latethen it's the tears that make you hurt so bad.For you knew this day would come,yet you never prepared.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You say that she knew I loved her,but did she really?Did you pick up the phone when she needed you,or were you just too busy to listen to her pain?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Were you ever proud of her,did you tell her?Or did you say, she knew I loved her.Did you ever call to say how's your day mom?Do you question now,what could I have done to make her feel better?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Took her out somewhere nice or brought her a flowerjust to show her that you love her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And be a better husband and listen to her more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now it's too late, but you have one more chance....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now you can send her flowers and they can sit on her grave,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she won't get to smell them or find a pretty vase yet it may make you feel better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You see she was always there, to listen,to care and to love with her whole Heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And she will leave you all with that,she left here with footsteps on her Heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: wahai adam..hargailah hawamu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-5889240211172245392</id><published>2009-08-06T09:47:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:28:38.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.happiness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SoE2FLFQEbI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jNufHtRyg4o/s1600-h/happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368631693304402354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SoE2FLFQEbI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jNufHtRyg4o/s200/happiness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'..happiness is not a destination.. happiness is a journey..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dear diary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;do you know how hard it is to be happy? real happiness cant be seen through naked eyes. cant be listen with laughter and giggles. happiness comes within you and only you can feel it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dear diary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if only you know how 'happy' i am right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: somewhere not here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='.happiness.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SoE2FLFQEbI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jNufHtRyg4o/s72-c/happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-7077878813058645466</id><published>2009-08-06T09:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:52:50.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.aku gigit jari.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Sno3Kw9ieRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/36odBfX4Y84/s1600-h/takut.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366662564046600466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Sno3Kw9ieRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/36odBfX4Y84/s200/takut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;innalillah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;masuk hari nie dah 13 kematian dicatatkan sebab H1N1..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hampir setiap hari angka kematian semakin meningkat kan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aku gigit jari..TAKUT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: bila tiba hal macam nie, baru sibuk nak mengira amalan baik..dah cukupkah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kalau amalan buruk, aku pasti mesti terlebih dari cukup..=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/967077433699634541-7077878813058645466?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7077878813058645466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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membasahi aku.tidur malam tentu tak lena. terkenang apa khabar dia di sana..aduhh sakitnyaa.. betul kata orang, kalau berkasih cubit peha kanan peha kiri pun terasa jua..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kamu tahu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aku tidak mampu menebak sesuatu kerana Dia lebih tahu..namun,setiap hari aku pasti tidak lupa panjatkan doa.. biar dia sentiasa dirahmati Yang Maha Esa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;malam-malam aku hening..sunyi sepi..tak seperti dulu lagi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: kini, malam-malam aku tidak hening lagi..tenang mensyukuri..tak seperti dulu lagi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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hening.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-5777479649206974723</id><published>2009-08-04T08:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T08:07:17.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.bulan jatuh ke riba.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yahooo..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dapat internet di sekolah...boleh la menyelesaikan sgala masalah yg tergendala..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehhehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bagai bulan jatuh ke riba..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: sorry. dah lama sgt tak update blog..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-5777479649206974723?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5777479649206974723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=5777479649206974723&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SjJx-wvSpXI/AAAAAAAAADw/DUDrCxG2CKc/s1600-h/roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346461030691284338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SjJx-wvSpXI/AAAAAAAAADw/DUDrCxG2CKc/s320/roses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Not Like A Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Is the symbol Of love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But that doesn't Make sense To me, now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes, love, Like a rose, Is beautiful, And love, Like a thorn, Hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My love for you is unconditional, Unlike a rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That wilts under any stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My love for you is forever, Unlike a rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That withers after a short while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I will give you This rose, But I will tell you My love for you Is love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not like a rose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~stephen carey~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p/s: untuk kamu di sana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-8998251360967539681?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8998251360967539681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=8998251360967539681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/8998251360967539681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/8998251360967539681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/06/roses.html' title='.roses.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SjJx-wvSpXI/AAAAAAAAADw/DUDrCxG2CKc/s72-c/roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-5813938680674858500</id><published>2009-06-12T19:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:21:53.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.mode kecewa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;apa nak buat dengan tanggapan orang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pekakkan telinga, butakan mata, bisukan suara..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh TIDAKKK!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AKU BUKAN BERSUARA LELAKI.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P/S: TOLONGLAHHHH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-5813938680674858500?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5813938680674858500/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-2268169547685365142</id><published>2009-06-11T12:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:55:08.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.issue in education.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we heard positive and negative comments from the public about the issue of changing the english language subject as a compulsary subject that must be passed besides bahasa malaysia subject in order for spm students to get their exam certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some say;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the implementation would be a better way to increase students proficiency to be compared to  ETEMS&lt;br /&gt;2. the implemention would rather decease the students ability in rural areas due to insufficient resources such as computer and internet.&lt;br /&gt;3. the implementation must outline that students must achieve far better in bahasa malaysia subject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things change whether we like it or not. as for me, our education need changes and transformation in order to help our students to achieve certain standard and to be competent to face the real world. currently, spm students only have to pass bahasa malaysia in order ot get the spm certificate despite of any failure in oany other subjects. i believe that we should be more firm and focus in what we wnat them to achieve at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, we cannot negotiate the fact that bahasa will always be our strength and there is no way that subject should be altered and taken out from the system. i just think that if we agrre to implement it, students have to bare in mind that they must be good in bahasa also far better that english. for sure we do not want to be labelled as 'kera di hutan di susukan, anak di rumah mati kelaparan' - in the sense of both subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the issue of those students who live in rural areas; i believe need further discussion and negotiation. i believe that we want to make sure that all students are well educated and get the same opprtunity to success. we must not take for the granted their abilities and desire to learn and dream big. there must be a fair and clear standard where all students; regardless of where they live, the color of their skin, their religion or race will never disgrace them from succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the issue of ETEMS, until now people are still arguing and criticizing it. whatever it is, just pelase do not jeopardise the future o our own children that strive for their best just to pleased those people who are responsible for all this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;other than that, thank you.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sudah kering idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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education.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-7357165570506177242</id><published>2009-06-02T17:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T18:01:13.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.aku bukan aku.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kamu harus tahu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hari ini aku tidak lagi melihat dunia dan diri aku seperti aku lihat sebelum ini. kini, semua sudah berubah. langit tidak lagi sebiru dan sejernih air laut. pohon tidak lagi sehijau warna daun. makanan yang aku suap ke mulut tidak lagi selazat dahulu. dan aku bukan lagi diri ku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;semenjak aku berkampung di fakulti untuk praktikum yang hanya tinggal lagi dua minggu, hati aku kacau bilau fikiran aku terbang melayang. aku berpikir pikir siang dan malam, mendiskusikan perkara yang sama berulang kali bersama teman seperjuangan, apakah kami sudah bersedia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmm, kalau ditanya mereka yang sudah lama melaluinya pasti mereka juga berkata yang mereka belum bersedia semenjak kali pertama menjejakkan kaki ke sana. tapi tidak ada siapa pun yang betul-betul bersedia untuk menjalani sesuatu yang baru dalam hidup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kamu tahu tak, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kalau aku diberi peluang aku mahu lari jauh-jauh, terbang setinggi yang boleh dan menjerit sekuat hati..aarrrrggghhhhh, mengapa masanya sudah tiba? aku cuba mempersiapkan diri aku untuk sebarang kemungkinan yang mugkin berlaku. demi Tuhan, aku sangat takut. tetapi, kalau ada orang yang berjaya melaluinya dan tidak mati dengan kerenah gila mereka, pasti aku juga boleh bukan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ya, aku boleh. kamu jua. semua akan okay kan? ya, semua akan okay. aku doakan kamu, teman.yang pasti aku tidak boleh jadi aku. masanya sudah tiba. aku jangan menoleh lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: monolog untuk kamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-7357165570506177242?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7357165570506177242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=7357165570506177242&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/7357165570506177242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/7357165570506177242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/06/aku-bukan-aku.html' title='.aku bukan aku.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-1536453178738128451</id><published>2009-06-02T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:45:02.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SiTzX6ZtidI/AAAAAAAAADo/NO5TgHmaFsk/s1600-h/sad-face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342662650107890130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SiTzX6ZtidI/AAAAAAAAADo/NO5TgHmaFsk/s320/sad-face.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im sad + im crying + im worried = im not my self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: kamu, mesti kuat. saya ada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-1536453178738128451?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1536453178738128451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=1536453178738128451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-1205801289704285231</id><published>2009-05-25T13:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:36:37.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.aku dan kamu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/ShorB94Fz4I/AAAAAAAAADg/zlMILCwIAPE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339627620990832514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/ShorB94Fz4I/AAAAAAAAADg/zlMILCwIAPE/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aku teringat kamu. ya kamu. rakan aku. sahabat aku. teman aku. penghilang duka aku. peneman aku. peluk aku bila aku perlu kamu. bimbit tangan aku bila takut melintas jalan. nyanyi bersama bila aku kecewa. pinjamkan duit bila aku tiada. belanja makan bila aku berjaya. dan ketawa dengar aku bercerita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aku teringat kamu. ya kamu. rakan aku. sahabat aku. teman aku. tapi kamu perosak hubungan aku dan dia. kamu kutuk aku di belakang mereka. kamu benci bila aku dapat markat tinggi. malukan aku di depan guru.marah bila aku minta tolong. buat tak tahu bila aku perlu kamu. dan lupa ada kawan seperti aku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kamu pula kawan yang bagaimana? &lt;/span&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;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: teringat kawan-kawan lama. kenangan terindah. TERIMA KASIH SEMUA.&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-1205801289704285231?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1205801289704285231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=1205801289704285231&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/1205801289704285231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/1205801289704285231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/aku-dan-kamu.html' title='.aku dan kamu.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/ShorB94Fz4I/AAAAAAAAADg/zlMILCwIAPE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-6160111016905419074</id><published>2009-05-25T12:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:18:15.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.SORRY and LOVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this case might be one of random cases. people have issue with themselves. people can always say sweet and romantic phrases or words to their &lt;em&gt;kekasih hati&lt;/em&gt; or&lt;em&gt; intan payung&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love you always. i miss you now and forever. i will be beside you for better or worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it is very hard to said those words to the people who have a special place in their heart~to mom, dad, or siblings. they know that they love them so much, miss them, and will be their backbone forever but it is very hard to utter all the words. do not know why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;people, we can never stop making mistakes. and the worst part is we can never stop making mistake to those people who we love so very much. we admit the mistake. promise not to do it again. but yet before you aware of it, you are doing it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you know, some people are ashamed of themselves. to say the words SORRY. its like the hardest thing on planet. why is that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we can never stop learning. learning of who we are. i do not know who i am till now. do you? but i can say that the best way to learn who we are is when we know how to say we LOVE and SORRY to the people that have taught you the meaning of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: memaafkan diri sendiri dengan cara memaafkan orang lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-6160111016905419074?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6160111016905419074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=6160111016905419074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/6160111016905419074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/6160111016905419074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends-this-case-might-be-one-of.html' title='.SORRY and LOVE.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-7522282415913975177</id><published>2009-05-25T12:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:45:47.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.heart bleeding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/ShofSt392XI/AAAAAAAAADY/ibqtGKU1pxA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339614714613586290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/ShofSt392XI/AAAAAAAAADY/ibqtGKU1pxA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heart bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's sorrow. it's grief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's pain. it's hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's visible yet unexplained &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heart bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;free me from the unwanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;only one warrior &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and its' YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: first attempt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-7522282415913975177?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/ShofSt392XI/AAAAAAAAADY/ibqtGKU1pxA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-6885857596026165502</id><published>2009-05-25T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T11:51:47.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.dunia baru aku.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;siapa kata kita cuma ada satu dunia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;saya kata kita punya banyak dunia; dunia dalam dunia. aku sudah berjalan merentas beberapa dunia setakat ini.begitu juga kamu.semalam sebelum senja, aku merentas satu lagu dunia. dunia yang bakal aku tempuh lagi dua minggu.aduhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DUNIA SEORANG GURU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bagaimana agaknya ya? aku di mata mereka. lagak aku dan rakan-rakan sewaktu mentertawakan guru-guru aku semasa di bangku sekolah dahulu seakan-akan menari-nari di depan mata aku. hmm, inilah akibatnya. padan muka aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yang pasti, dunia baru aku nanti pasti jadi pengalaman yang tidak mungkin luput dari ingatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: random post. sudah lama tidak menulis. rasa cacamarba.gundah gulana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-6885857596026165502?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6885857596026165502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=6885857596026165502&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/6885857596026165502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/6885857596026165502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/dunia-baru-aku.html' title='.dunia baru aku.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-2306093576207664237</id><published>2009-05-03T01:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T02:16:37.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.loneliness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Sfx_Jm2M4vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lpWfyqQ_eHg/s1600-h/LONELY.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331275861923259122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Sfx_Jm2M4vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lpWfyqQ_eHg/s320/LONELY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;loneliness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;such feeling has encountered many hearts. people may or may not admit the feeling of loneliness. it is sorrow, gloomy and mystery.only hearts know how to interpret it. words also cannot describe the pain of being lonely.hmm, you know most of my friends have told me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'mak, aku sunyila... aku perlu seseorang'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for young adults..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we cannot deny the fact that we want to be love. and the need to love someone. biological of human development research also shows that this is the time for girls and boys to search for their love ones. and create their love story. the failure of meeting someone special and compatible, trigger negative vibes to others who succeed of searching for their so called soulmate. and just for that, we grow the feeling of being lonely. the undescribable feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeap. i know, the feeling can derive from hopes, dreams, wishes and desires that drives someone to be closed to a person. whoever the lucky person will be, he or she is the person that has a special place in our heart. whether we are grieving over a dead body of our loved ones or mourning over the absence of a significant soul in our life he or she would totally make a different to our emotions and thoughts of how we perceive ourselves and the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we do not need anyone to replace the feeling of being lonely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it happens just like that. i do not know whether others feel the same way as i am. but at times, though i have people i really love and care beside me everytime i need them, i could not bare the inner side of me that feel the sense of loneliness far from at bottom of my heart. i do not know what to do and how to make it go? but i know just one thing that praying to Allah, may the feeling go far away..and left me alone.and cry as much as i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no one in the world would want to be lonely. just think of thousands of orphans and the elderly, on how loneliness they feel right now? without someone to be love. or someone to talk with. who accept them for who they are. yeap, no one wants to be lonely. but believe me, how hard we try to avoid the feeling, at some point of life, you will feel and experience the most terrible poverty which is loneliness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when i swim deeply into my heart i discover the feeling of loneliness inside of me. but i do not know how to describe it. i still lead my life as i always do; with laughter and sadness.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;only God knows why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: adakah anda sunyi seperti saya...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/967077433699634541-2306093576207664237?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2306093576207664237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=2306093576207664237&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/2306093576207664237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/2306093576207664237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/loneliness.html' title='.loneliness.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Sfx_Jm2M4vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lpWfyqQ_eHg/s72-c/LONELY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-5709400099599224899</id><published>2009-05-01T19:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:33:04.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.snowman is dying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfrcuR7GkhI/AAAAAAAAADI/GIKncRp1wEg/s1600-h/img_large_watermarked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330815796589793810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfrcuR7GkhI/AAAAAAAAADI/GIKncRp1wEg/s320/img_large_watermarked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALERT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FINAL PAPER IS APPROACHING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;date: 2 may 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;time: 9.00 am - 12.00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mode: im half dead!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;doakan saya ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ALLAH permudahkan lah segalanya ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MALAYSIA BOLEH, SAYA PUN BOLEH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-5709400099599224899?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfrcuR7GkhI/AAAAAAAAADI/GIKncRp1wEg/s72-c/img_large_watermarked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-7140098418135465744</id><published>2009-05-01T01:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T02:06:52.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.haikuku.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAIKU&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;merupakan satu jenis sajak dari negara matahari terbit, Jepun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ia ditandai dengan 5 sukukata pada baris pertama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7 sukukata pada baris kedua, dan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5 sukukata pada baris ketiga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;penulisan haiku di tebak dengan syarat-syarat tertentu, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;namun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bagi penulis bebas, haiku boleh di gambarkan mengikut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;citarasa masing-masing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;maka,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sebagai seorang penulis haiku bebas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;berikut adalah haiku nukilan saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;angin semalam&lt;br /&gt;menggigit kenangan ku&lt;br /&gt;dalam igauan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jauh meninjau&lt;br /&gt;menjengah pekat malam&lt;br /&gt;teriak jiwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suara sendu&lt;br /&gt;merangkul lemas batin&lt;br /&gt;seksa meragut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wira berdiri&lt;br /&gt;perkasa sanubari&lt;br /&gt;tugu sejati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: saya budak baru belajar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-7140098418135465744?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7140098418135465744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=7140098418135465744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/7140098418135465744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/7140098418135465744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/haikuku.html' title='.haikuku.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-347877919481275514</id><published>2009-04-30T02:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T02:32:14.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.mari berpantun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bunga ku tumbuh indah melata,&lt;br /&gt;Sekali di pandang cantik berseri,&lt;br /&gt;Jangan asyik bermain kata,&lt;br /&gt;Nanti padah menimpa diri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~ peringatan buat buaya-buaya darat di luar sana.pandai betul tanam tebu tepi bibir, ye.tebu entah kemana, mulut bau busuk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pembakaran sampah jangan terbuka,&lt;br /&gt;Asap kotor di mana-mana,&lt;br /&gt;Masa bercinta manis belaka,&lt;br /&gt;Bila berkahwin serba tak kena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~kahwin? tanggungjawab yang bukan kecil. hadapi dengan tabah bagi yang sedang menikmatinya. bagi yang belum seperti saya, sabarlah ya. masanya akan tiba~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;saya mahu tidur. moga mimpi indah lagi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&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/967077433699634541-347877919481275514?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-5270895954829587922</id><published>2009-04-29T19:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T01:53:36.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.time for a change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Sfg6VxGo4SI/AAAAAAAAACw/PFnrQuJM9gk/s1600-h/Time.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330074304625828130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Sfg6VxGo4SI/AAAAAAAAACw/PFnrQuJM9gk/s320/Time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;‘Dost thou love life? Then waste not time; for time is the stuff that life is made of’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Benjamin Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we keep reminding ourselves of time. time wakes us when we sleeps soundly. time rings a bell when we fly to high. time motivates us to achieve our own dreams. and time kills when we are not aware of it. we keep saying to ourselves:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;‘argh. Menyesalnya tak belajar sungguh-sungguh. Kalau tak, mesti dapat &lt;em&gt;result&lt;/em&gt; lagi gempak’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;‘eei. Napela aku tak pilih &lt;em&gt;course&lt;/em&gt; tu dulu. Kalau tak, tak dela menyesal sekarang’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;‘napela aku tak bukak buku &lt;em&gt;group counseling&lt;/em&gt; isnin lepas. Kalau tak, mesti dapat &lt;em&gt;cover&lt;/em&gt; banyak &lt;em&gt;chapter&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt;tension&lt;/em&gt;!’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmm. we are surrounded by time. as the quote taken by Benjamin franklin. time is the stuff that life is made of. we always regret of past things and without realizing it, we blame TIME as if it is the reason or cause for everythinbg. i would be very happy if i can travel through a time capsule; and see what my life would be in future if time is taken for granted. so, I would not waste my time as what I usually do. but there is no such thing as that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;time flies. time is not gold. we can buy gold at kedai emas ke apa ke. but, time is precious than gold. time is what we are made of. If we know how to use time wisely, insyaAllah we will lead a better life. time is ours. its time for a change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: banyak lagi theories aku tak baca nie, kalau la aku bukak buku hari tue..stress!! ahaks~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-5270895954829587922?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5270895954829587922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=5270895954829587922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/5270895954829587922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/5270895954829587922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/dost-thou-love-life-then-waste-not-time.html' title='.time for a change.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Sfg6VxGo4SI/AAAAAAAAACw/PFnrQuJM9gk/s72-c/Time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-9052768832420920149</id><published>2009-04-29T01:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:53:25.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.mr greedy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Sfc_RlyR0WI/AAAAAAAAACg/v33TmnACF78/s1600-h/074985183X.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329798255449592162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Sfc_RlyR0WI/AAAAAAAAACg/v33TmnACF78/s320/074985183X.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hallo mr greedy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you eat too much for today. kuey teow hongkong, chicken burger with cheese, milo ice and sirau limau ice for your dinner. look at you belly now? how big it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the weather is too hot now. day and night. feel like sun totally above me!! miss the abg burger near my house. the desire in unbearable. need to buy one. and kuey teow? just want to have a taste of it. nothing much. i finish everything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ bila manusia lapar kalau boleh rumput dan daun pun nak makan. sesal dahulu pendapatan sesal kemudian tidak berguna. tamak haloba rakan syaitan~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/967077433699634541-9052768832420920149?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/9052768832420920149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=9052768832420920149&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/9052768832420920149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/9052768832420920149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/hallo-mr-greedy-you-eat-too-much-food.html' title='.mr greedy.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/Sfc_RlyR0WI/AAAAAAAAACg/v33TmnACF78/s72-c/074985183X.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-3508330504272996175</id><published>2009-04-28T23:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T03:13:51.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.more than words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;time: 8.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;venue: bilik panas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;seingat aku baru pagi tadi aku karang puisi airmata, tiba-tiba malam ini aku pula berendam air mata. terlalu deras air yang mengalir sampai aku rasa mesti penuh satu baldi kalau ditadah. baju aku lencun dibasahi peluh.aduhh, perit betul aku rasa. sampai naik sesak hidung dan anak tekak. tapi aku percaya airmata itu berbaloi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku selalu marah kepada siapa yang bercakap tanpa befikir. sedap betul cakap apa mereka suka tanpa meneka apa perasaan mereka yang mendengarnya. tapi, aku juga buat benda yang sama. lebih parah, bila kita lukakan insan yang kita sayang~ibu.ayah.kakak.abang. dan si dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bak kata Pujangga:"Berfikir sejenak, merenung masa lalu adalah permulaan yang baik untuk bertindak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manusia tidak akan pernah sedar dan tahu kelemahan diri selagi tidak menoleh ke belakang. bagi aku, kata-katalah perisai dan pembunuh manusia. terlajak perahu boleh di undur, terlajak kata buruk padahnya. ni lah padah yang aku terima. menangis sampai bengkak mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: hati saya untuk kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-3508330504272996175?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3508330504272996175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-6385288741639773616</id><published>2009-04-28T12:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T15:51:32.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.puisi airmata.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;nukilan: nurfarhananasri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfaDjzefQsI/AAAAAAAAACY/8J01a7OvFWo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329591860176306882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfaDjzefQsI/AAAAAAAAACY/8J01a7OvFWo/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;airmata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;penghilang duka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pengubat jiwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pembawa lara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gelisah dan resah merenggut hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jangan ia jatuh lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~ish.entah apa2 entah. mood swing sana sini ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: penulis blog &lt;em&gt;nyanyian hujan jika &lt;/em&gt;terbaca puisi tidak seberapa ini, harap tidak keberatan menulis komentar ye. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-6385288741639773616?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6385288741639773616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=6385288741639773616&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/6385288741639773616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/6385288741639773616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/puisi-airmata.html' title='.puisi airmata.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfaDjzefQsI/AAAAAAAAACY/8J01a7OvFWo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-2554653877823954831</id><published>2009-04-28T05:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:02:50.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.for us to ponder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;time: almost 5.30 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;must not sleep or else, my subuh prayer alamatnya bye2 la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so i googled in the net and found this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329485629270093586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfYi8WgxbxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yHtAurY8-EA/s320/istock_000000167460_l1heart%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Cinta itu suci, cinta itu tidak buta, cinta itu kepunyaan Tuhan….. Yang tidak suci dan buta itu adalah orang yang salah menggunakannya…. cinta itu ibarat peperangan mudah dimulai dan sulit diakhiri….”(HAMKA)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for us to ponder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-2554653877823954831?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2554653877823954831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=2554653877823954831&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/2554653877823954831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/2554653877823954831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-almost-5.html' title='.for us to ponder.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfYi8WgxbxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yHtAurY8-EA/s72-c/istock_000000167460_l1heart%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-2456945960522389312</id><published>2009-04-28T03:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:03:29.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.missing adelaide.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfYM69KOyPI/AAAAAAAAABw/VL5dFQEKeH0/s1600-h/edit+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329461416028981490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfYM69KOyPI/AAAAAAAAABw/VL5dFQEKeH0/s320/edit+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adelaide airport, australia.. MAS airlines. leaving Malaysia..sobsob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfYM6nyc6lI/AAAAAAAAABo/90JhEeub28Y/s1600-h/edit+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329461410292099666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfYM6nyc6lI/AAAAAAAAABo/90JhEeub28Y/s320/edit+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how beautiful the scenary, huh? can you get this in Malaysia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfYM7qbRqyI/AAAAAAAAACI/322fxrcwD0s/s1600-h/edit+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329461428180069154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfYM7qbRqyI/AAAAAAAAACI/322fxrcwD0s/s320/edit+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing is beleiving. a rainbow just in front of my house. damn beautiful!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfYM7CtsQSI/AAAAAAAAACA/g_nEgeDtNyU/s1600-h/18+ozone+parade,+paradise+5075+SA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329461417519890722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfYM7CtsQSI/AAAAAAAAACA/g_nEgeDtNyU/s320/18+ozone+parade,+paradise+5075+SA.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18 ozone parade.. 1001 memories-sweet and bitter! for those who know about it credit for you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfYM7NddEtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6MS_88PcTs/s1600-h/jauh+di+perantauan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329461420404576978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfYM7NddEtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6MS_88PcTs/s320/jauh+di+perantauan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;far away from you..huhuhu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;memories in adelaide.. syukur alhamdulillah akhirnya dapat juga berhijrah ke negara orang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;insyaAllah kalau ada rezeki aku nak sambung master di sana..terima kasih kepada uitm kerana memberi peluang ini..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;skemakan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahaks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-2456945960522389312?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2456945960522389312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=2456945960522389312&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/2456945960522389312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/2456945960522389312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/missing-adelaide.html' title='.missing adelaide.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfYM69KOyPI/AAAAAAAAABw/VL5dFQEKeH0/s72-c/edit+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-5303608750460546600</id><published>2009-04-28T02:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:10:42.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fanatic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;have you ever feel so in love with something? perhaps your most favorite movie, songs from your favourite singer or story books that can make you laugh and cry at the same time? have you ever feel like killing yourself if the desire is not fulfill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;i have. i am so in love with INTAN! hey, im not a lesbian. but i am now totally hook up with indonesian sinetron-Intan. it makes my life crazy. i could not stop from watching the drama (dat i hv download from the youtube) almost everyday! it makes me smile, cry, angry and stress! but i still jeopardise my sleep just because of it. i even ask my friends to call me by the name intan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;huhuhu. what have you done to me? fanatic am i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;it is not wrong to be fanatic to something or someone. but please please do not do something that can hurt you and your loved ones just because of your lunatic desire, kan? like people who go to a concert, gigs, football match or what not would rather die if they fail to meet their favourite ones.. that is what i call the fanatic loser..sigh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;people. if you do not have something to be so fanatic about, maybe you should find one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;it is worth it, especially when you are too stress and tension with exam papers that are so damn hard!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: intan is currently shown at Astro Prima every 11.00 pm. jangan lupa siaran ulangan jam 4.00pm setiap hari isnin hingga jumaat ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;selamat menonton=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-5303608750460546600?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5303608750460546600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=5303608750460546600&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/5303608750460546600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/5303608750460546600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/fanatic.html' title='fanatic?'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967077433699634541.post-570131630402648530</id><published>2009-04-28T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:04:11.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.the first step.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;hallo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;salam. this is my first new entry for the blog. huhuhu. I have never thought that I would create my own blog - it has never come accross my mind. seeing others blogging, reading others posts, giggling and criticising trigger me to make such attempt. Honestly, I am too far behind my friends who have earlier posted their blogs..shame on me! but, it is never too late to start something new, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;ahaks~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;so enjoy my piece of thoughts ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967077433699634541-570131630402648530?l=nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/feeds/570131630402648530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967077433699634541&amp;postID=570131630402648530&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/570131630402648530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967077433699634541/posts/default/570131630402648530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurfarhananasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-step.html' title='.the first step.'/><author><name>nurfarhananasri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00210941217932682006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_suuBHjQ4joU/SfX6dHTxfFI/AAAAAAAAABI/Cz0G919rOqs/S220/1_950569236l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
