<?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-8639216082484683893</id><updated>2012-01-15T01:55:04.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart</title><subtitle type='html'>I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>246</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-7682474152933637083</id><published>2012-01-15T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T01:55:04.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 'SALAD' timeee!!!^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Whoaaa!!It sounds so healthy when eating salad in the middle of the nite, rite???hoho unfortunately, that 'salad' term is not referred to any kind of food. It is just my invented term for 'talking many things' 'coz I don't have any specific story or topic to be shared.I juz felt so bored while I am supposedly need to study for my exam tomorrow. But, what to do...Mr.Study Mood is currently not available. So, I have to be friend with Mr. Bored for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Err..before I proceed...did u all get the correlation between 'salad' and ' talking many things'??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Well if no, I'll explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;SALAD&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;as we know, consists lots of vegetables. There are carrots, cabbage, tomatoes and so on. So, isn't that obviously shows their connection??? hmm?No?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;ok..in a simple equation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;SALAD&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;consists lots of vegetables.= talking many things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; = consists lots of vegetables = talking many things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; = lots of = many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[pls understand~-_-] hehe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Now, lets move to another story...hmm..okay, I actually found that this story is kinda funny eventhough it is not that really funny, but at least it has widen your lips [trust me!hoho].&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;This incident happened when I went to the hospital with my sister and we sat next to an old man. We had a long chit chatting with him because of the long queue. But there was one question he asked that made me giggle[ I had to giggle because I can't laugh.It's a hospital man!I'm afraid people will get shocked if they heard my laugh.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Old man&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;dok mane nak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; [I told the place where I'm staying currently]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Old man&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Oh yeke??pakcik tengok kamu duduk tepi pakcik ni je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;erk![giggle] oh ye2..betul la tu pakcik.[giggle]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Old man &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;buat lawak pulak org tua ni,ye dak?[he laughed then...maybe geli hati jgk. =))]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hey, do u know that everytime we think, one of our hair will fall??? That is why if you have lots of things to think, u will face the hair fall problem???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well...dis is only a fake fact. Me create it.hihihi [iklan kejap]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay next story...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"&gt;Our grandparents have another word for 'burger flipping' which they called it 'opportunity'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I found this words in my exam paper yesterday which left the sentimental value in my heart because when I saw the word 'burger', a 'krrrookkk' sound produced from my stomach.Well, I won't tell a story about what's that 'krroookkk' sound or what is the relation between 'burger' and that 'krrookkkk' sound ya. I am actually thinking about the connection between the 'burger flipping' and 'opportunity'. And what I can sum up here is, when u flip a burger, there will be a little time space before the burger fall [time space gitu kann~=))] Sooo, it could be seen like this, opportunity comes without any realization. It comes so fast n for a while only.We must be ready to grab it anytime and anywhere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WeetvnjCbdk/TxG_ORffG2I/AAAAAAAAAwU/PMMf2LXmdtA/s1600/o.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WeetvnjCbdk/TxG_ORffG2I/AAAAAAAAAwU/PMMf2LXmdtA/s400/o.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-7682474152933637083?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/7682474152933637083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=7682474152933637083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7682474152933637083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7682474152933637083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-salad-timeee.html' title='It&apos;s &apos;SALAD&apos; timeee!!!^^'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WeetvnjCbdk/TxG_ORffG2I/AAAAAAAAAwU/PMMf2LXmdtA/s72-c/o.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-7488771314169873730</id><published>2011-11-17T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T14:52:56.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEMANGAT UTK 'LAUT SUKAN'</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;weheee~ sempena cuti sem yang hampir berakhir ni, actually sudah berakhir pun tapi macam biasalah, mahu atau tidak, perasan atau tidak, ya atau tidak, atau atau atau...terdapat segelintir pelajar yang suka2 hati menambah cuti sem yang telah diperuntukkan itu-including me! Yeah!Rumah manis rumah! ^^ ala, tambah 2 3 hari bole dimaafkan kan?haheho~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Okay, back to the title above....adakah anda mengikuti perkembangan 'laut sukan' kita?? eh ehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;SE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;ES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt; la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ToQnk20HYYs/TsSq46EgvuI/AAAAAAAAAwM/fVbnFZ0NDOE/s1600/26+SEA+Games+logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ToQnk20HYYs/TsSq46EgvuI/AAAAAAAAAwM/fVbnFZ0NDOE/s320/26+SEA+Games+logo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;ME? Of course I do...follow dari perasmian lagi tau!Update blog pun dpn tv : 801 ASTRO ARENA ; channel yang meng'update'&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;SE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;ES&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;So far, I could say that peserta2 M'sia had given their best among the best and I feel proud for the achievement they have made. Mungkin ada sedikit rasa tidak puas hati terhadap pihak tuan rumah. This case is also talked by other countries if I'm not mistaken [what I heard from the commentators]. The supporters of tuan rumah tu seolah-olah tidak menghormati kehadiran para peserta luar dan membuat bising yang keterlaluan ketika acara-acara sukan sedang berlangsung. Ini secara tidak langsung memang menganggu konsentrasi para peserta. Atau mungkin itu merupakan salah satu cara yang mereka kenal pasti dapat melemahkan fokus pihak lawan. Namun, saya tidak nafikan, mereka memang bersemangat waja. Sanggup memenuhi stadium semata-mata untuk memberi sokongan kepada peserta negara mereka. Kadang-kadang saya terfikir, adakah jika &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;SE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;ES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;itu diadakan di Malaysia, orang-orang kita akan bertindak sedemikian?Saya rasa rakyat Malaysia mampu menilai apa yg baik dan apa buruk kerana bagi saya, rakyat akan mencerminkan sesebuah negara. So, go for celcom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt; IT'S IN YOUR HAND&lt;/span&gt; ^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MODE :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt; SE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;ES&lt;/span&gt; ;))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-7488771314169873730?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/7488771314169873730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=7488771314169873730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7488771314169873730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7488771314169873730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/11/semangat-utk-laut-sukan.html' title='SEMANGAT UTK &apos;LAUT SUKAN&apos;'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ToQnk20HYYs/TsSq46EgvuI/AAAAAAAAAwM/fVbnFZ0NDOE/s72-c/26+SEA+Games+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-8721490225741925829</id><published>2011-11-03T10:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T10:25:36.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Actually, we choose~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jm2IAExSBwM/TrHyTuWtpOI/AAAAAAAAAwE/LE7mRf_bpNU/s1600/o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jm2IAExSBwM/TrHyTuWtpOI/AAAAAAAAAwE/LE7mRf_bpNU/s400/o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;aha!this is what actually happens in real world ain't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;But unfortunately, it does not have any connection with my topic...hihihih this is just for fun...=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Well, do u ever wonder that we actually being choosy in this life? And I do think that we need to choose like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;we need to choose our path of life, so that it will lead us to success. But the thing I wanna talk about here is the thing that I think people are not aware that they are actually being choosy, which is when it comes to choose the partner of their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;OH REALLY???? I DON'T THINK SO... = \&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Well for me it is...YES,eventhough not for all..but for most~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;HOW?SHOW ME! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Okay..this is the situations :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;1. When sum1 ask :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : Hey, tell me the characteristics of ur future wife?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;B : pretty, caring, lovely, funny, bla bla bla&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : oh wow!that's many..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;In this situation, we already select the characteristics of the person we want. So, when we SELECT, that means we CHOOSE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;2. When sum1 ask :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A : Hey, why did u broke up with him?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;B : Hmm I don't know, maybe I wrongly chose.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay, this is obvious.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;3. When U said :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;U : I'm single&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me : SO who's next?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;U : I don't know, I don't care anymore. Anybody is accepted.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me : Including the beggars?old man?the ugly?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;U : oh definitely not them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me : then?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;U : I think I want sum1 who could understand me well, caring, love me for who I am and matured.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hurm well...still choosing -___-"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;So..are they enough to answer the HOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-8721490225741925829?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/8721490225741925829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=8721490225741925829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8721490225741925829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8721490225741925829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/11/actually-we-choose.html' title='Actually, we choose~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jm2IAExSBwM/TrHyTuWtpOI/AAAAAAAAAwE/LE7mRf_bpNU/s72-c/o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-4896808467445922270</id><published>2011-10-30T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T13:34:12.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book &amp; cover~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hye people!^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay..before we go further, let me give u two quotes that is linked to each other as well as the title :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Human said ::: "Don't judge the book by its cover"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cartoon said ::: "That is why books have cover, to judge them"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Now, lets take a look at these pictures of books :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScldelPYom0/TqwkmYa2ZvI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Tqx39ySeAI8/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="96" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScldelPYom0/TqwkmYa2ZvI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Tqx39ySeAI8/s400/cats.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well, those pictures showed the books in variety of covers right? There is a fancy cover, plain cover, educational book cover, classic cover, black &amp;amp; white cover, colourful cover, one colour cover, old cover and if we take a look at any books all around us, they provide lots of different covers which is to attract people so that we are 'encouraged' to buy them ;) so..do u aware that this situation is actually refer to the 'cartoon said'?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How does book represents human?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cover,is an outer. Which we can analyse physically. So, if it goes to human, cover means our physical or in accurate,our appearance or look. Juz take a look at those books. Some books have fancy covers, means there are people who loves to wear fancy shirts or use fancy accessories or anything fancy. Plain colour books, represent the people who loves to wear plain colour shirt, like to look simple &amp;amp; prefer to be in 'less is more' zone. Educational books covers usually tell us 'bout our 'nerdy' looks. While the old cover or classic covers can be considered as those who are look elegant, unique, sometimes mysterious and sometimes attractive.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now, do u see the connection?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well...honestly, I feel that 70% of us tend to judge people by their cover.Am I right? I'll give u the situation :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If we saw a beggar, with dirty attire, messy hair....we won't go close to him,will we?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If we saw a rich man, with sport car, nice attire, handsome, very well-organized..we tend to think easily that he is a very successful person...right?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And this is where the content of the book will take part ; to tell us who is actually deserve for the compliment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But unfortunately, I won't talk about the content much in this post. 'Coz the title is about 'book &amp;amp; cover', so I will only talk about them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am not saying that judging people by its cover is not good neither not judging them through their cover. But what I had observed, we actually tend to judge people by its cover. Another situation that I think usually happens in our daily life is :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When we are assigned to do a group work for the first time, how do we look for our group members?[consider that all of u are new &amp;amp; not knowing each other]. I bet that we tend to look for their appearance right?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So....do u think that u agree with what the cartoon had said?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am not really agree with both quotes nor disagree with them. Becoz both bring the truth. What the human said is true : we cannot judge the book by its cover, because there might be some reason why people are acting such way. But what the cartoon said is also&amp;nbsp;agreeable because that is what most people have done. To judge people through their cover before knowing the 'content'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So..what's ur opinion?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-4896808467445922270?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/4896808467445922270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=4896808467445922270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/4896808467445922270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/4896808467445922270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/10/book-cover.html' title='Book &amp; cover~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScldelPYom0/TqwkmYa2ZvI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Tqx39ySeAI8/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-110548541213520747</id><published>2011-10-12T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T01:18:32.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile~</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Pheww~it has been quite some times I didn't update my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;why?hmm 40% because of the busyness, 30% because of the emptiness(brain), 40% because of the laziness...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Actually there's nothing much I wanted to share now...'coz I'm still busy with my final examination. But I would like to share the chitchatting with my friend just now. The conversation went like this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A : Hey, I got one question!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;B : Ya, what's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A : Why do you think people called their ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend with the 'EX' in front?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Then I started to think. Few minutes later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;A : I don't know.But in the dictionary, that 'EX' means a former partner in a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;B : logically??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;A : I don't have any idea...so what's the answer??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;B : the answer is.......because 'EX' is the short form of 'EXPIRED' haha so..logically u won't use any expired thing right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;A : True~true~ :-/ [imitating&amp;nbsp;annoying orange] XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;~Joke for the day~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-110548541213520747?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/110548541213520747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=110548541213520747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/110548541213520747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/110548541213520747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/10/smile.html' title='smile~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-8832407713709403443</id><published>2011-07-05T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T01:16:10.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most complicated, yet....</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;It never talk, yet we have to listen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;It&amp;nbsp; lives with joy, yet creates sad as companion, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;It can fall and broken, yet never stop to work,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;It is full of thorn, yet keep the most valuable treasure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;It brings confusion, yet make the most suitable decision &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we only own one, yet very hard to handle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;----- ----- ----- ----- -----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;H ----- ----- ----- T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;What's the missing letter????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;----- E A R -----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Conclusion :::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Heart is the ear of feelings. Heart hear your feeling. Heart know how is your feeling. So,trust heart. 'Coz heart listen to all feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Love is always beautiful wen it is true…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t1nxRQ10H1Y/ThH0pfLws2I/AAAAAAAAAv4/UmqBsRBhGVA/s1600/h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t1nxRQ10H1Y/ThH0pfLws2I/AAAAAAAAAv4/UmqBsRBhGVA/s1600/h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/PJiPkv1e6mU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PJiPkv1e6mU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PJiPkv1e6mU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;omg!lagu best n catchy!^^,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-8832407713709403443?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/8832407713709403443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=8832407713709403443&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8832407713709403443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8832407713709403443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/most-complicated-yet.html' title='Most complicated, yet....'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t1nxRQ10H1Y/ThH0pfLws2I/AAAAAAAAAv4/UmqBsRBhGVA/s72-c/h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-7406606118767065390</id><published>2011-07-02T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T16:25:59.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening vs hearing~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/5ynu5I_vv70/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ynu5I_vv70&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ynu5I_vv70&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh what a great day to be enjoyed with! Malaysia's summer + listening to dis song repeatedly ....&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;listening&lt;/span&gt; okay..not &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;hearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So what's the big deal of dat??? Well...not a big deal actually, saja suka2 hati to highlight those words..hahak. Okay2..actually, during my favourite class last friday, we did discuss 'bout these two things in class. My lecturer even gave us a quiz on 'what is the differences between listening and hearing?' and I was kinda excited to answer it eventhough I wasn't really sure what is or are the differences would be. So I juz hentam la,as long as the quiz is answered...=))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But few things that my lecturer told us 'bout the differences are :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:: &lt;b style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;is something you consciously choose to do.  Listening requires concentration so that your brain processes meaning from words and sentences.  Listening leads to learning.We have to understand the deep meaning of the message conveyed, we interpret the hidden meaning of the message, we take it as a thing that leave something in our heart as well as our mind.Most people tend to be hard of listening. And there is a research on marriage failure where it is because of both husband and wife do not listen to each other. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;While...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hearing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;is simply the act of perceiving sound by the ear.  If you are not hearing-impaired, hearing simply happens.Hmm..hearing also occured when someone is talking to you..n you buat don't know...;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sekian sahaja sesi pembelajaran kita hari ini.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-guo8eDlV8h8/Tg7HfAeTwwI/AAAAAAAAAv0/wDsNwXoO7SI/s1600/hoho.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-guo8eDlV8h8/Tg7HfAeTwwI/AAAAAAAAAv0/wDsNwXoO7SI/s320/hoho.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Mode :: -sharing knowledge-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-7406606118767065390?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/7406606118767065390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=7406606118767065390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7406606118767065390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7406606118767065390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/07/listening-vs-hearing.html' title='Listening vs hearing~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-guo8eDlV8h8/Tg7HfAeTwwI/AAAAAAAAAv0/wDsNwXoO7SI/s72-c/hoho.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-6290963262035585788</id><published>2011-06-20T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T15:59:31.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmm..I keep thinking about dis thing actually quit sumtimes which makes me jump to a conclusion dat human n nature do have similarities especially to our heart. Kan2???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Okay...I start with the&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;SKY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt; :::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sky is blue. It has many clouds. White pure clouds dat decorate the sky. Sometimes black clouds come.It destroy the beauty of the sky. But after sometimes, the sky begin to clear again. And sometimes,the rainbow will appear to increase the beauty of the clear sky.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heart is like the sky, the emotions in it is the clouds. We have so much emotions within ourselves. Happy,sad,angry,curious,fear and so on. Black clouds is the sadness dat we experience. It will destroy the happiness.But there r reasons why we have to experience it.So dat we will appreciate the beauty of the heart,like how we appreciate the appearance of the rainbow-not always but enough to make us happy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Next is&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="color: #e69138;"&gt;SAND&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sand is never apart from sea. It is always there eventhough the huge wave come. The huge wave might change the structure of the sand a little bit, but it is usually changed to a better structure.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love is like sand.It will wait for the person dat are meant to be together eventhough there are many obstacles come. In love, both people have to face a lot of things..where the things actually strengthen their love for a better future.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay...thirdly is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;PATH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;:::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;There are long and short path. There are many things we can see along the path. There are stones, grass,bump,flowers and so on.To reach a destination..the short path is always chosen. But sometimes there are advantages in using the long path, so dat we can enjoy the journey.In every path, we left our track. We will use the same path again and again,but we might have different experience for each of it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In life...there are many ways to succeed. Some people might success easily and some might not. Some will experience many things before they succeed and some might not.If we fall into such category,then dont be sad. 'Coz life is giving us chances to enjoy the journey. And remember dat every experience we have are valuable. So,appreciate it. =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7lh-hZnfZhE/Tf4do5XGx3I/AAAAAAAAAvo/Y2rtlEav3Fs/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7lh-hZnfZhE/Tf4do5XGx3I/AAAAAAAAAvo/Y2rtlEav3Fs/s320/1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-6290963262035585788?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/6290963262035585788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=6290963262035585788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6290963262035585788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6290963262035585788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/nature.html' title='Nature~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7lh-hZnfZhE/Tf4do5XGx3I/AAAAAAAAAvo/Y2rtlEav3Fs/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-5551363301723224901</id><published>2011-06-20T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T00:41:38.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WoRdS~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;"words can make deeper scars than silence can heal"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;Ever heard of dat quotes above???for sure rite??eventhough it is not exactly like what u hv heard before, but the meaning might be similar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;Soo...what do u think about it???Is it true dat words can make a deep scar?? well for me...I do say YES + hundred thousands millions trillions agree with this quotes. It is true that words can make a deep scar in us. It will left deeper scar than action did.Especially when the person dat utter the words has meaning a lot to u. But why is it so??? Seems like words is the most powerful thing in the world. Words can hurt, yet can heal.Words can bring the rainbow in our days, yet can bring the storm.Words can tear us apart,yet can unite us together. Words can change us,yet can leave us in fear.S0o0o...why does 'words' has the big impact on us???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmmm...well I think, it is because 'words' inherit the 'heart' nature. Why does 'words' inherit 'heart' nature???'coz 'words' are the voice of the 'heart'. And what is the character of the heart dat the words inherit??It is sensitive.So does it makes sense to u???It does kan???ngehngehngeh~=) oh ya...in addition, words also reflects the pictures of our thought. What we think, we speak. What we speak inside the heart,also we utter. But, sometimes people don't believe in words. 'coz people can lie with their words. And people always say dat....with the continuing of dis &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;....but people cannot lie with their heart. Aha!so yg ni apa kes plak??? hohoho~ Okay,maybe the thing is like dis....when the heart say sumthing, it will delivered it to the tongue 1st before the tongue produce the words rite??? Sooo....mayb the tongue has misunderstood the message dat the heart delivered,or maybe the tongue is afraid to speak out the message from the heart or maybe the tongue has exaggerating the message from the heart.So..it is tongue's fault.. ahaha~ [OMG!such a fairytale..haizz~ -___-"]. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;watch ur thoughts, for they become words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;watch ur words for they become actions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;watch ur actions for they become habits,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;watch ur habits for they become character,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;watch ur character for it becomes ur destiny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-koXJb0_h484/Tf4L8NP-69I/AAAAAAAAAvk/nww5HiftEqk/s1600/w-o-r-d-s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-koXJb0_h484/Tf4L8NP-69I/AAAAAAAAAvk/nww5HiftEqk/s320/w-o-r-d-s.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-5551363301723224901?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5551363301723224901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=5551363301723224901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5551363301723224901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5551363301723224901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/words.html' title='WoRdS~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-koXJb0_h484/Tf4L8NP-69I/AAAAAAAAAvk/nww5HiftEqk/s72-c/w-o-r-d-s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-5399618076441502726</id><published>2011-06-20T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T13:16:40.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tralala~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmm...okay..juz wanted to share a simple thing 'bout love...^^,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: cyan;"&gt;TRUE MEANING OF LOVE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;If its because of his eyes or his Lips or his great body its not love... Its LUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;b style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;If its because of his intelligence or insight about life its not love... Its ADMIRATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #45818e;"&gt;If its because he cries every time you try to leave. Its not love... Its PITY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; &lt;b style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;If its because he makes you forget to study and sleep. Its not love.. Its INFATUATION...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; &lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"LOVE is when you do not know why you seem to be attracted to a person... LOVE has its reason....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; and that reason is UNKNOWN"~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RZvtreyhpw/Tf4lqPLfteI/AAAAAAAAAvs/1H1Gxz7u9fQ/s1600/oi2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RZvtreyhpw/Tf4lqPLfteI/AAAAAAAAAvs/1H1Gxz7u9fQ/s320/oi2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fWA7anfohc/Tf4lxL_LC-I/AAAAAAAAAvw/TUrxWpjnjj0/s1600/ooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fWA7anfohc/Tf4lxL_LC-I/AAAAAAAAAvw/TUrxWpjnjj0/s320/ooo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;p/s : sekadar gmbr hiasan..=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-5399618076441502726?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5399618076441502726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=5399618076441502726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5399618076441502726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5399618076441502726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/06/tralala.html' title='tralala~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RZvtreyhpw/Tf4lqPLfteI/AAAAAAAAAvs/1H1Gxz7u9fQ/s72-c/oi2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-2992289474045525620</id><published>2011-05-30T02:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T17:50:41.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wuh~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmmm....while I was tongkat2 dagu looking at the stars n smiling at the moon....suddenly my mind flying looking for his face in my heart. Cewaaahh~ Over la plak kan.....haizz~ -____- hehehe. Okay2...actually I wanted to share sumthing dat I think will make sense to the world of love which is about...love,thihihi~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well....in love, we do always say to accept our beloved as the way he/she is, rite??? But, y does the broke up happened? Though we oredy accept each other...n invite them to our heart sincerely? My opinion is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The person might not the right one to handle ur weaknesses.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;understand??nope??ok..i'll explain...;))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love isn't about to accept the beautiful of a person, but also to accept the worse. We are made for each other because only we can handle the weaknesses n the worse in our partner.Have u ever think about that?? It is slightly true kn??or absolutely true??hehe so...it could be summed up like dis...find the person who can accept u at ur worst 'coz that person is the true one that can complete u...^^,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uN3MlgtI0dM/TeKKRhA8FpI/AAAAAAAAAvg/cBLr7IOUl8U/s1600/sweet-couple-cartoons-468-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uN3MlgtI0dM/TeKKRhA8FpI/AAAAAAAAAvg/cBLr7IOUl8U/s320/sweet-couple-cartoons-468-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-2992289474045525620?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/2992289474045525620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=2992289474045525620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/2992289474045525620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/2992289474045525620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/wuh.html' title='Wuh~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uN3MlgtI0dM/TeKKRhA8FpI/AAAAAAAAAvg/cBLr7IOUl8U/s72-c/sweet-couple-cartoons-468-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-6198093011756981419</id><published>2011-05-30T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T01:16:11.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apa Beza???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dis is a request from my fren asking me to write on the differences between 'kawan', 'rakan' &amp;amp; 'sahabat'. Well...it is such a nice topic to be covered...[yg ni rajin la cover kn??topic utk exam?hmm..liat~]hehe.. Hmm I think, it is quit difficult to differentiate between these forms instead of the spelling,rite?? But...for me, dis is how I differentiate them...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"KAWAN"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;= orang yg kita kenali [secara amnya]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contoh situasi = We r&amp;nbsp; walking with our mom, suddenly...there's a guy/girl say 'hye' to us...he/she is sum1 dat we know...tp x rapat...then,when ur mom asked....sapa tu??? We do answered with..'kawan', kan2??Cumanyaaaa........dlm 'kawan' ni...timbul plak bnyk terms kwn....mereka2 itu t'diri drpd...kwn rapat, kwn biasa2, kwn susah senang, kwn baik, kwn terbaik selamanya [BFF] ...dan lain2 lg.Yang ni...it depends to u all la how to differentiate.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"RAKAN"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;= team mate.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Usually..rakan ni biasanya digunakan dlm aktiviti formal or dlm 1 community. Contohnya macam..rakan sekerja, rakan kongsi, rakan kongsi gelap, rakan jenayah, rakan sekelas, rakan sejawat dll. Dis is my opinion la.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"SAHABAT"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;= &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;term ni meaning dia yg org slalu ckp is...sum1 dat really close to us, after our family...org yg sntiasa ada ketika susah &amp;amp; sng...sgt memahami kta...org yg bnyk b'kongsi suka duka dgn kita.So, people will use dis term utk org2 yg rapat dgn mereka...e.g 'dia tu la sahabat dunia akhirat aku..'hee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Tapikannnn...for me...doesn't matter la sahabat...or rakan..or teman.,all of them started with 'kawan' kn? We make frens..then it developed to be 'sahabat' n 'teman' as well as 'rakan'. And paling penting...we don't need to emphasize on any of those terms to differentiate our frens. Sebab, dlm hidup ni...kita jumpa dgn ramai org n kita akan share sumthing with those people without realizing it. X kisah la rapat or tak...yg penting,there must be sumthing that we had shared..or share..or sharing together. For the person that go...don't hate, 'coz there is a reason they couldn't make it to be with us in the future...for the person that will come, accept them with all ur heart..n fo the person that stay...appreciate them...^^, peace~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jnSUGY8G3c/TeJ-6o7fhrI/AAAAAAAAAvc/I7v6-FzR05w/s1600/bestfriend.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jnSUGY8G3c/TeJ-6o7fhrI/AAAAAAAAAvc/I7v6-FzR05w/s320/bestfriend.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-6198093011756981419?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/6198093011756981419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=6198093011756981419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6198093011756981419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6198093011756981419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/apa-beza.html' title='Apa Beza???'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jnSUGY8G3c/TeJ-6o7fhrI/AAAAAAAAAvc/I7v6-FzR05w/s72-c/bestfriend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-7734856789152463222</id><published>2011-05-24T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T19:27:47.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Exam Mode~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waarghh...what a tough short sem!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;After stadi for hours...me look like dis oredy...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5e59HsouQ3A/TduVCpCEm0I/AAAAAAAAAvY/OXUi2Gm93wE/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5e59HsouQ3A/TduVCpCEm0I/AAAAAAAAAvY/OXUi2Gm93wE/s320/cats.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Before&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Otak pun exhausted,berasap~~~ hahaha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What to do? Nama pun exam kn??hihik&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;K dats all..c ya!^^, &lt;/b&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/8639216082484683893-7734856789152463222?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/7734856789152463222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=7734856789152463222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7734856789152463222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7734856789152463222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/exam-mode.html' title='~Exam Mode~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5e59HsouQ3A/TduVCpCEm0I/AAAAAAAAAvY/OXUi2Gm93wE/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-2888364870464793775</id><published>2011-05-20T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T07:38:00.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ VS ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay today we r going to hear some opinion from man and woman thru songs :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) Irreplaceable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/2EwViQxSJJQ/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2EwViQxSJJQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2EwViQxSJJQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;from women side, presented.....Beyonce!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/npW35bpmZfc/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/npW35bpmZfc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/npW35bpmZfc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;from men side, presented...Ne-yo!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2) Take A bow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/BCJ9MS8HWQk/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BCJ9MS8HWQk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BCJ9MS8HWQk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Go Rihanna!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/lxL3p-5ynn4/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lxL3p-5ynn4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lxL3p-5ynn4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh my! Ne-yo again???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3) Beautiful Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/MrTz5xjmso4/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MrTz5xjmso4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MrTz5xjmso4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;well...Sean Kingston!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/U7wlgW8dyXs/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U7wlgW8dyXs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U7wlgW8dyXs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah!!and dis is from Jojo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) If I were a boy / girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/AWpsOqh8q0M/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWpsOqh8q0M&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWpsOqh8q0M&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wuhuu~ Beyonce again!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/hWhKdXcqYeU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hWhKdXcqYeU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hWhKdXcqYeU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beyonce parody??euwww~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;5) Just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/LjhCEhWiKXk/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LjhCEhWiKXk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LjhCEhWiKXk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lalala~ Bruno Mars yo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/CAz1GpZWxOg/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CAz1GpZWxOg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CAz1GpZWxOg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh..si cute Maddi Jane!hihi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Enjoy~enjoy~enjoy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-2888364870464793775?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/2888364870464793775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=2888364870464793775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/2888364870464793775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/2888364870464793775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/vs.html' title='~ VS ~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-3120715340931430950</id><published>2011-05-18T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T17:06:24.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you are in LOVE :::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed" id="id_4dd38455048580405690294"&gt;‎&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;1.When  you are together with that special someone, you pretend to ignore that  person. But when that special someone is not around, you might look  around to find them.At that moment, you are in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;2.Although there is someone else who alwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;ys makes you laugh,your eyes and attention might go only to that special someone.Then, you are in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;3.Although that special someone was supposed to have called you long back, to let you know of their safe arrival,your phone is quiet.You are desperately waiting for the call!At that moment, you are in love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;4.If you are much more excited for one short e-mail from that special someone than other many long e-mails, you are in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;5.When you find yourself as one who cannot erase all the messages in your answering machine because of one message from that special someone, you are in love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;6.When you get a couple of free movie tickets, you would not hesitate to think of that special someone.Then, you are in love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;7.You  keep telling yourself, "that special someone is just a friend", but you  realize that you can not avoid that person's special attraction. At  that moment, you are in love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;8.While you are reading this, if someone appears in your mind,then u are in love with that person.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed" id="id_4dd38455048580405690294"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed" id="id_4dd38455048580405690294"&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #674ea7; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;When  you know you love someone...just tell the person that you do so..but if  the person insist,take it gently 'coz somehow your gentleness will melt  his/her heart-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Okay ini hnyalah sekadar joking petang :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Boy: Is your name Google?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;girl: NO!!! =( why would my name be Google?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Boy: Because you are everything i'm searching for :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;When  a person cries and the first drop of tears come from the right eye,  it's from happiness. But when the first roll is from the left, it is  pain.. -Psychological Fact =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;*not sure how far is dis true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/6J1-eYBbspA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6J1-eYBbspA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6J1-eYBbspA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;oh lagu ini sgt best!^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&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/8639216082484683893-3120715340931430950?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/3120715340931430950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=3120715340931430950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3120715340931430950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3120715340931430950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-you-are-in-love.html' title='When you are in LOVE :::'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-3837883151070600709</id><published>2011-05-18T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T00:16:26.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken heart~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's awful..it's terrible...it's hurt..it's painful...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Those&amp;nbsp; words are usually related to broken heart..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well...it is true. Broken heart will bring those feelings to you. Sometimes it will make you terribly sick. It will cause you losing your path. It will make you disappear in your own shadow. Until you don't have the strength to pull yourself out...to bring yourself up...to stand again on your own feet. But actually there are many reasons behind the occurrence of broken heart. Eventhough the tears fall forever inside, but there are times it will stop. When you are in this situation, people will advice you to just forget about the past and moving on. It doesn't really care about moving on 'coz we are living for the future and of 'coz we are moving on.Plus, moving on is simple. It is just because of the things that you leave behind which makes it so difficult.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Look for the rainbow in every storm then it will make you realized and grateful for every tears, for every hurt and for every broken heart that you faced. Actually...the scars that left after a broken heart will show how beautiful and strong our heart is. Prove? Have you ever seen a warrior??? He got lot of scars rite?But people do not care much about those scars. What do people care about is the sacrifice that he gave just to defend and make sure people around him are safe. So when your scars occurred because of your sacrifice towards the one you love, then be grateful 'coz you actually have the beautiful and strong heart more than you know.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When the person you love makes you cry a river, then build a bridge and get over it. 'Coz there might be someone waiting for you at the other side of it. Do believe that every loss will be replaced by something. But sometimes, one can not truly experience the beauty of love without enduring the pain that comes with it once it is lost. So..that is why loss happened and broken heart occurred. Yet...broken heart is the only instrument that work. It won't stop working. In fact, everytime it broke it will work better and better.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;One thing that I realized about this love thingy is...when you are extremely hoping for something, it will only cause you a loss. Not to say that hoping is bad...but don't put it toooo much since we are aware on how human heart behave-it can change in a second.&amp;nbsp; Tapi tu la kan...slalunya, the best thing for us is usually the hardest thing that we can do. It actually depends on ourselves jugak. Oh..and our mindset also.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;So....hmm apa kesimpulannya ah? Okay, let it be like this...ermm next time I'll find it....hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="color: #45818e;"&gt;wargghhh~ BRAIN-CRAMP!! hehe peace!^^,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AUpjj3qK3vA/TdKc5SoVvaI/AAAAAAAAAvU/vghDHFpIEyw/s1600/broken-heart-cards-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AUpjj3qK3vA/TdKc5SoVvaI/AAAAAAAAAvU/vghDHFpIEyw/s320/broken-heart-cards-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-3837883151070600709?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/3837883151070600709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=3837883151070600709&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3837883151070600709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3837883151070600709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/broken-heart.html' title='Broken heart~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AUpjj3qK3vA/TdKc5SoVvaI/AAAAAAAAAvU/vghDHFpIEyw/s72-c/broken-heart-cards-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-4504732401847710160</id><published>2011-05-17T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T15:03:50.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/tMvrIkGIvxA/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tMvrIkGIvxA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tMvrIkGIvxA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;lalalala~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-4504732401847710160?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/4504732401847710160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=4504732401847710160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/4504732401847710160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/4504732401847710160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-6256702388371009505</id><published>2011-05-16T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T15:02:13.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Layan~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay...apa tadiii???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh ya...wanted to share a story actually...hehe kinda a sweet &amp;amp; touching love story for me...=)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;From the very beginning, girl's family objected strongly on her dating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; this guy, saying that it has got to do with family background, &amp;amp; that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  Due to family's pressure, the couple quarreled very often. Though the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; girl loved the guy deeply, she always asked him: "How deep is your love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; for me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  As the guy is not good with his words, this often caused the girl to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; be very upset. With that &amp;amp; the family's pressure, the girl often vents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; her anger on him. As for him.. he only endured it in silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated &amp;amp; decided to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; further his studies overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  The girl agreed, &amp;amp; with the guy's determination, the family finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; gave in &amp;amp; agreed to let them get married. So before he left, they got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; engaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails &amp;amp; phone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; calls. Though it was hard, but both never thought of giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; her bed. She realized that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum cry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; of her mouth was just a sigh. She had lost her voice....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  The doctor says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; from her, she broke down. During the stay in hospital, besides silent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; cry. It's still just silent cry that accompanied her. Upon reaching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; phone which pierced into her heart every time it rang. She does not wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; to let the guy know &amp;amp; not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; millions &amp;amp; millions of reply and countless phone calls. All the girl could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; do besides crying is still crying.... The parents decided to move away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; hoping that she could eventually forget everything &amp;amp; be happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  With a new environment, the girl learns sign language &amp;amp; started a new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; friend came &amp;amp; told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  A year has passed &amp;amp; her friend came with an envelope, containing an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; opened the letter, she saw her name on it instead. When she was about to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; ask her friend what was going on, she saw the guy standing in front of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;  He used sign language to tell her, "I've spent a year to learn sign &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You." With that, he slipped &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Treat every relationship as if it's the last one, then you'll know how &lt;br /&gt;to Give.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Treat every moment as if it's the last day, then you'll know how to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt; Treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Treasure what you have right now, or else you may regret one day...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jAagpzIC3Kk/TdEvoDGL54I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/oHJQZP-uACo/s1600/edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jAagpzIC3Kk/TdEvoDGL54I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/oHJQZP-uACo/s320/edit.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-6256702388371009505?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/6256702388371009505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=6256702388371009505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6256702388371009505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6256702388371009505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/layan.html' title='Layan~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jAagpzIC3Kk/TdEvoDGL54I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/oHJQZP-uACo/s72-c/edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-3782986268994805992</id><published>2011-05-16T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T01:10:49.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unseen~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well...in this life, there are things that we don't realize the existence of them.This isn't about that supernatural thingy okay...this is all about feeling and emotion...^^, something that we can feel..but cannot touch, we can respond to but cannot see, we can speak with but without any voice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is kinda a complicated thing when it comes to talk about feeling especially in love 'coz people always come out with variety of interpretation and opinion. But for me, I could say that loving is not easy. We fight to let go, we fight to hold on. It will always accompanied by challenges. Same goes towards life. Trouble will be one of our best friend. It depends on how strong and patient we are to go through with it. Then only we will survive. Like a saying, "best man wins ". Only best&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;???Yiekk..=p haha~ ok well..'man' here refer to general I think- [hu'man'].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hmm..back to the topic...what is that unseen thing that we did not realize the existence of it actually?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Okay..it's about this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;situation :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; why do we always cannot get the person we wanted so much in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;So...? why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;My answer :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;because that person is not what we needed in our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*Spot the difference ===&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WANTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEEDED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Know what is the difference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Okay, let me give you a situation :::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You went to a shopping mall,and you bought all the things that you want. But only few of them that you really need.In addition, that needs is what u really need by that time. What happen to your expenses? Well, u might facing an over-budget situation that will cause u a loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So...that is how they relate to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;When u didn't get the person u want...don't be sad. 'Coz God knows the loss that u will face with that person in the future. He had created a person that you really need...for the whole entire of your life, where the person is already there in your heart. But we might not realized the existence of them. Plus, time will reveal it slowly...so be patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Another saying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;your true love might be the one u less expected to be....so, pay attention...hihik~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Y0l33GcHD0/TdAI-VjPKHI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Mu6_Q0kMRso/s1600/awww%252Ccute%252Clove%252Clife%252Cwords%252Cquotes-164acf1a9188986f311bb32f9be01d70_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Y0l33GcHD0/TdAI-VjPKHI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Mu6_Q0kMRso/s320/awww%252Ccute%252Clove%252Clife%252Cwords%252Cquotes-164acf1a9188986f311bb32f9be01d70_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606991403106117746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-3782986268994805992?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/3782986268994805992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=3782986268994805992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3782986268994805992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3782986268994805992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/unseen.html' title='Unseen~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Y0l33GcHD0/TdAI-VjPKHI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Mu6_Q0kMRso/s72-c/awww%252Ccute%252Clove%252Clife%252Cwords%252Cquotes-164acf1a9188986f311bb32f9be01d70_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-1478679968880597736</id><published>2011-05-12T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:40:17.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love=Business???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well ya...I do think that love and business have the connection with each other...how??Okay let us take a look at them...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;In business&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;= &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;we think before we buy, we listed down things we want to buy, we choose the best thing among the things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;we think of a person that suit to our heart, we talk about the characteristic, we choose the best for our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;we always have 'kos lepas' for every thing that we bought. Know what is kos lepas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Ok...'kos lepas' is an economic term..which means, we give up other thing to get the best thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;we lose something for something better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;we trade something [money] to get the thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we trade love to get the person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's risky 'coz we might face the loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;In love&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it's risky 'coz might loss the person we love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;In business&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;it's not stable all the time...sometimes we are at the top, sometimes we are at the bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; it's not stable all the time..sometimes we fight, sometimes we fraternize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok enough first...later continue ya!^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-1478679968880597736?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/1478679968880597736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=1478679968880597736&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/1478679968880597736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/1478679968880597736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/lovebusiness.html' title='Love=Business???'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-4860733353096832847</id><published>2011-05-08T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T22:38:32.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So simple~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DuK1wXYWbtc/TcapuTyikKI/AAAAAAAAAvA/xxDtSZxszk0/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:Courier;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Never long for anyone from the past. There is a reason why they never made it to your future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DuK1wXYWbtc/TcapuTyikKI/AAAAAAAAAvA/xxDtSZxszk0/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DuK1wXYWbtc/TcapuTyikKI/AAAAAAAAAvA/xxDtSZxszk0/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604353399360491682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-4860733353096832847?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/4860733353096832847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=4860733353096832847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/4860733353096832847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/4860733353096832847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-simple.html' title='So simple~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DuK1wXYWbtc/TcapuTyikKI/AAAAAAAAAvA/xxDtSZxszk0/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-91836425458982614</id><published>2011-04-22T22:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T22:00:57.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Wuhuu~ well...in dis entry, I wanted to share a thing which I am kinda observing on for the past few months. It's about the term of 'LOVE IS BLIND'. Actually, what does it means by the word 'blind' here...whereas of course LOVE doesn't have any eye,rite?hee Okla..serius2 -_-" To be honest...through my own opinion la kan....I also believe that LOVE is blind..but only because :::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;i) it bumps between two strangers&lt;br /&gt;ii) it fall into anybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;But how does it means if We Are Blinded by Love???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yup, I think each of us must have seen lots of examples for dis kind of situation rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Usually...when people are blinded by love...they will have these symptoms :::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;i) they praise their beloved badness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;ii) my things are your things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;iii) what belongs to me, is belong to you as well....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;iv) you smell nice when you are smelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;v) all things are okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.....and etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Hmm...sooo...eventhough love is blind...we should not be blind as well, because since we have a pair of shining eyes and a beautiful heart...why don't we use them to drive love. Bring it to the right path and leads it to the wonderful journey...^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-meuHAcaW8eE/TcagklNFr3I/AAAAAAAAAu4/BOZ8WwcOrNc/s1600/Hug.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-meuHAcaW8eE/TcagklNFr3I/AAAAAAAAAu4/BOZ8WwcOrNc/s320/Hug.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604343336631906162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-91836425458982614?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/91836425458982614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=91836425458982614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/91836425458982614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/91836425458982614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/04/maybe.html' title='Maybe~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-meuHAcaW8eE/TcagklNFr3I/AAAAAAAAAu4/BOZ8WwcOrNc/s72-c/Hug.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-1092816200585548354</id><published>2011-04-09T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T16:24:40.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinta petang~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wi6Rdh39Xa8/TaAXtCcqRUI/AAAAAAAAAug/TE_s_XVvIVs/s1600/771234ti2lai01zt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cinta itu sukar..&lt;br /&gt;Cinta itu tidak mudah...&lt;br /&gt;Cinta itu tidak semuanya berjaya...&lt;br /&gt;Kita akan memiliki, tetapi tidak dapat bersama selamanya...&lt;br /&gt;Kita akan bersama, tetapi adakalanya tidak bahagia...&lt;br /&gt;Kita bahagia, tetapi hanya dengan bayang-bayang...&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang memberi, tetapi kita sukar menerima...&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang bersinar, tetapi kita tidak nampak...&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang mengejar, hingga yang dikendong berciciran...&lt;br /&gt;Ia sebenarnya ada disitu...&lt;br /&gt;Ia tidak perlu terus diburu...&lt;br /&gt;Ia akan sentiasa menemani...&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kita tidak sedar...&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kita buta...&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kita tidak ingin...&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi itulah hakikatnya...&lt;br /&gt;Kita perlu menerima...&lt;br /&gt;Kita perlu memberi...&lt;br /&gt;Kita perlu berani...&lt;br /&gt;Kerana cinta itu hanya perlukan dua hati...&lt;br /&gt;Kerana cinta itu hanya perlukan keberanian..&lt;br /&gt;Kerana cinta itu perlukan keikhlasan...&lt;br /&gt;Dan...&lt;br /&gt;Cinta itu perlukan kesabaran...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wi6Rdh39Xa8/TaAXtCcqRUI/AAAAAAAAAug/TE_s_XVvIVs/s1600/771234ti2lai01zt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wi6Rdh39Xa8/TaAXtCcqRUI/AAAAAAAAAug/TE_s_XVvIVs/s320/771234ti2lai01zt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593496799712789826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8639216082484683893-1092816200585548354?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/1092816200585548354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=1092816200585548354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/1092816200585548354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/1092816200585548354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/04/tinta-petang.html' title='Tinta petang~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wi6Rdh39Xa8/TaAXtCcqRUI/AAAAAAAAAug/TE_s_XVvIVs/s72-c/771234ti2lai01zt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-7603982139162111320</id><published>2011-04-07T23:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T22:37:25.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;With referring to the above matter [cewah,mcm tulis surat plak kn]...I believe that people usually used that terms when they broke up. Examples of questions???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;1) Why did I fall in love with him and her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) Why did this happened to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;3) Why am I so stupid?[because fall in love with the person k...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;4) Why did she/he go for another person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5) Why did he/she left me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;....bla..bla...bla...etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Well...people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Sometimes, when we broke up...we tend to blame the person who did ask for it without realizing that it might be because of us as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;So, I could say that...hmm...if u broke up..it shows that u might not be the pieces that fit with that person's heart&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;But, I did read an article which said...if the person left u at 1st, then it is his/her fault...but if he/she leave u again..then it might be ur fault. How far is it true...I am not sure..=) because no matter what, it will always go back to basic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-FATE-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; If u r fated with each other, then u will be together. Doesn't matter how much u sacrifice, how much u suffer, how much u hurt..when he/she is belong to u...then she/he will always be.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;There is a saying which sounds...true love never run smooth. Which means, there will always be challenges in finding true love but at the end..u will get what u want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Those who lost their love, don't worry...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;'coz how can love be found without losing it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XkQ9RBz7now/TcacW_Kf0SI/AAAAAAAAAuo/vSAVznUD8eQ/s1600/732527wy3dlidt9a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 92px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XkQ9RBz7now/TcacW_Kf0SI/AAAAAAAAAuo/vSAVznUD8eQ/s320/732527wy3dlidt9a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604338705035677986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-7603982139162111320?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/7603982139162111320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=7603982139162111320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7603982139162111320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7603982139162111320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/04/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XkQ9RBz7now/TcacW_Kf0SI/AAAAAAAAAuo/vSAVznUD8eQ/s72-c/732527wy3dlidt9a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-6567695068084699677</id><published>2011-03-25T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T01:15:00.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Okay..while I was busy daydreaming...suddenly I realized that there r soo0o0o many songs which refer to 'September' and 'December'.Why is dat so ah?Why don't use January...or February..or March..or April...or May..or June..or July..or August...or October..or November...?? Wanna see de prove??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::: September :::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;antaranya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Walter Huston - September Song (1938)"&gt;Walter Huston - September Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Walter Huston - September Song (1938)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkWn4--RmEk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkWn4--RmEk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="SEPTEMBER SONG -  WILLIE NELSON"&gt;SEPTEMBER SONG -  WILLIE NELSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="SEPTEMBER SONG -  WILLIE NELSON"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7810J78TmbU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7810J78TmbU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="SEPTEMBER SONG -  WILLIE NELSON"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="SEPTEMBER SONG -  WILLIE NELSON"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Earth, Wind &amp;amp; Fire - September [With Lyrics]"&gt; Earth, Wind &amp;amp; Fire - September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Earth, Wind &amp;amp; Fire - September [With Lyrics]"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jCMExp55x6I"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jCMExp55x6I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Earth, Wind &amp;amp; Fire - September [With Lyrics]"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Earth, Wind &amp;amp; Fire - September [With Lyrics]"&gt;4) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Chris Daughtry - September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJzBcKM3ZIE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJzBcKM3ZIE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jVO8sUrs-Pw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jVO8sUrs-Pw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;:::December:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;antaranya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;1) Collective soul - december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6exsatE-DUk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6exsatE-DUk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;2) Linkin park - my december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tqgAAqCqiBI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tqgAAqCqiBI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;3) Counting crows - a long december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NRrbn6f1Cy0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NRrbn6f1Cy0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;4) Weezer - december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=twne0ZyN__g"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=twne0ZyN__g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;5) Taylor swift - back to december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dpQsKD1agW8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dpQsKD1agW8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;6) Anastasia - once upon a december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzM4YOfuCuw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzM4YOfuCuw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;okey..malas mahu cari sudah...cukup la kn?hehehe~ ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends lyrics"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzM4YOfuCuw"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="watch-headline-title"&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Daughtry - September"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-6567695068084699677?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/6567695068084699677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=6567695068084699677&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6567695068084699677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6567695068084699677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/03/hehe.html' title='hehe~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-8878096036458276439</id><published>2011-03-23T14:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T13:11:09.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.E.A.R~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;According to the Wikipedia..FEAR is a distressing emotion induced by a perceived threat.Yes, I think dis one is more to external fear,where we can see a thing dat scared us. But here, I wanted to talk more about the fear which the past or accurately, the experience brought to us presently as well as for the future. Usually, fear occurred from the bad experience either from ourselves or from other people. Know how does others' bad experience also effect you?Well dis is how it happens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A : U know, dat guy juz recovered from coma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;B : Really??y??what happened to him??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A : Serves him rite la,riding the motorbike like hell.That's what he got. U better tell ur son not to involve with dis kind of riding ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;B : Oh my God!Thank goodness my son is a home-type person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;[dialog sekadar contoh]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;This kind of conversation usually involved by two mothers. Yang petang-petang duduk sembang tepi pagar tu,ha dis kind of conversation la. They will talk about their children,mostly.Ok2..back on the track, so....did u see how does others' experience effect us? When we heard about their bad experience, we'll try so hard not to experience the same thing that they experienced. We try so hard to be more careful and we try so hard to be perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I don't want to be like him/her"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;* n dis word will usually echoing from our heart or mind or mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;And u know what is the sign of that?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;It is the sign of FEAR!~fear~fear~fear~[echoing] o.o hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Actually, I purposely write dis entry to talk about fear in life &amp;amp; fear to fall in love. Biasalah kan, kalau b'cerita tu mesti akan melencong. So...without wasting banyak2 time lg, I do realize dat, in life...mostly, we are afraid to CHANGE. Am I rite? Yes![jwb sndri la...hihi]. But it is true...becoz it is so damn hard to change. Even for a little thing. Why ah?It might be becoz of the surrounding, the people's view.Sometimes, we do have the courage and strength to change, but becoz of the words dat people throw to us..we tend to become low self-confidence and we'll forget the intention.See?Kalau macam tu,how can we improve??We change for gud,orang mesti cakap macam2...we change for bad,lagi la kan. But,usually..'change' ni synonym with 'good'.Which means, do change for gud,for the better future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-235BX363Rzc/TYmdH6DBrPI/AAAAAAAAAuY/WNDGzEUjVWU/s1600/z141217466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 99px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-235BX363Rzc/TYmdH6DBrPI/AAAAAAAAAuY/WNDGzEUjVWU/s320/z141217466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587169571896405234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BM_dUoOYoRw/TYmc05mb4SI/AAAAAAAAAt4/vNwbplqGXoM/s1600/584-1285280576-bg-greatest-mistake.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 89px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BM_dUoOYoRw/TYmc05mb4SI/AAAAAAAAAt4/vNwbplqGXoM/s320/584-1285280576-bg-greatest-mistake.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587169245358973218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Take a look at those quotes.Not only 'a' la...take bnyak look pn bole,so dat u'll have the strength to not fear. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Well..in love plak, most of us are afraid to fall in love due to the fear of being betrayed and hurt. Yang betray tu..normal la kan,people nowadays -.- , 1 is never enough[sigh~]. Hardly to find the loyal one,but I believe there is.For the hurt, it is good actually to experience it in love. Becoz it sometimes test ur both compatibility. So, don't be afraid. We'll never know until we try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-06_pkljh1Fs/TYmc-5QOm1I/AAAAAAAAAuI/vCjPgfVLRWI/s1600/campbell-cave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-06_pkljh1Fs/TYmc-5QOm1I/AAAAAAAAAuI/vCjPgfVLRWI/s320/campbell-cave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587169417064520530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Haa..mcm quote ni cakap. Who knows? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sooooo...dat's all for now,c ya!^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wUyKD3zQNfM/TYmc6d34SII/AAAAAAAAAuA/EBShV-vKuH0/s1600/501928475_7866c82543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wUyKD3zQNfM/TYmc6d34SII/AAAAAAAAAuA/EBShV-vKuH0/s320/501928475_7866c82543.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587169340995160194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-8878096036458276439?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/8878096036458276439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=8878096036458276439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8878096036458276439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8878096036458276439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/03/fear.html' title='F.E.A.R~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-235BX363Rzc/TYmdH6DBrPI/AAAAAAAAAuY/WNDGzEUjVWU/s72-c/z141217466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-3893520791538463784</id><published>2011-03-21T00:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T01:41:18.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SINGLE???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VEq2qsxCWXk/TYYzJ_KFbMI/AAAAAAAAAtY/qlyf2XKIcEk/s1600/2258984128_a99f3c53df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VEq2qsxCWXk/TYYzJ_KFbMI/AAAAAAAAAtY/qlyf2XKIcEk/s320/2258984128_a99f3c53df.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586208634465250498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-sekadar gambar hiasan-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;For those 'singelers' outside,mesti slalu dgr ayat ni kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aiyo,why stil single ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Muka ensem @ lawa cmni...takkan single kot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The question is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Why??is there any problem of being single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;nope,rite?so don't be shy if u r single. Be grateful eventhough sometimes u feel lonely. Do believe in God that there will owez be someone for u and that is why you are still single, it is becoz u r strong enough to wait for the one that suits u the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;BEST!^^&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;When I asked the same thing to my frenz..I received lots of answers and opinion. Let's take a look at them:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1st person said:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free till they find someone just as wild to run with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*aha...ada betulnya jugak kan??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2nd person said:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm single not because i don't pray for love, i'm single because I DONT PLAY AROUND WITH LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*yeah,dis 1 i very like!hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3rd person said:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I think, therefore I'm single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*maybe dis is cause by the feeling of terrify to fall in luv again? o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4th person said:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm single because I was born that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*ini betul2 pasrah ni...;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5th person said:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Being single isn’t bad. What is bad is giving up hope on finding that someone special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*yup3...dats rite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6th person said:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When you're single, your pockets will jingle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*oh means...u won't suffer from kekeringan poket la if single??nah..hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7th person said:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Being single used to mean that nobody wanted you. Now it means you're  pretty sexy and you're taking your time deciding how you want your life  to be and who you want to spend it with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*whoooaaa...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8th person said:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Life is full of attachments, so being single is a state of inadvertent denial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*heh...funny...;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9th person said:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don’t keep a man guessing too long – he’s sure to find the answer somewhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*so woman??will not la?kukikuki~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10th person said:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sometimes you have to stand alone to prove that you can still stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*aha..quit interesting..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Me said:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;single or double, both brings the gud and bad itself. We couldn't say dat single is better 'coz somehow we need someone to be with us for the entire life,plus we r oso created in pairs. And, we couldn't say dat being double is much better too, 'coz if we r not smart enough to handle two car steering in a car, we might get involve in an accident.peace!^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_FoxHpfsYw/TYY629vm2HI/AAAAAAAAAtg/El9CoLwrobw/s1600/single-3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_FoxHpfsYw/TYY629vm2HI/AAAAAAAAAtg/El9CoLwrobw/s320/single-3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586217103761266802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-3893520791538463784?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/3893520791538463784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=3893520791538463784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3893520791538463784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3893520791538463784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/03/single.html' title='SINGLE???'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VEq2qsxCWXk/TYYzJ_KFbMI/AAAAAAAAAtY/qlyf2XKIcEk/s72-c/2258984128_a99f3c53df.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-226086933457999703</id><published>2011-03-20T23:40:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T16:02:20.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Well...I would like to talk about the hindi muvie dat I admire most in dis entry. Tidak lain dan tidak bukan,it is the.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;jeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;jeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;jeng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3 IDIOTS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pgo9XOVtfQM/TYYgWio_g7I/AAAAAAAAAso/zdCRpprIVLM/s1600/the-movie-3-idiots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pgo9XOVtfQM/TYYgWio_g7I/AAAAAAAAAso/zdCRpprIVLM/s320/the-movie-3-idiots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586187959427630002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Okay..dis muvie had been released if im not mistaken 2 years ago..[in 2009] but I only had de chance to watch it dis year [2011] n for those who had watch it earlier...mesti cakap, "ala..dah bekurun dah muvie ni,baru tengok??" kweng3x. But it's okay, since I dun really interested to go to the cinema...then I have to accept the consequence dat I will be a little bit late in updating myself with new released muvie...^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Back to the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; '3 IDIOTS'&lt;/span&gt;, I could say dat dis is one of the most interesting story, full of motivation, sense of humor, full of emotions, and full of beautiful scenery. One thing dat really make me stunned is the beautiful scenery inside the muvie. Really, I never imagine dat there are lots of beautiful places in India becoz dat country is concealed..erm ok,not concealed...is covered[i think] by the view of crowded n dirty country[dis view is only from me,i mean the person who is lack of geography knowledge n oso bole kata like de frog under de tempurung jgk la...-what a shamed]hehe..so,thanx to '3 idiots' who lifted up the cover of my impolite view.Okay, below are some of the places where the shooting had been carried out in de muvie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TWQ4E95WB2U/TYYniKc4PyI/AAAAAAAAAs4/TZwq3irhEu4/s1600/ladakh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TWQ4E95WB2U/TYYniKc4PyI/AAAAAAAAAs4/TZwq3irhEu4/s320/ladakh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586195855674195746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-ladakh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ns3GMCxwHlg/TYYntOkb6rI/AAAAAAAAAtA/M-O6D3iELh0/s1600/manali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ns3GMCxwHlg/TYYntOkb6rI/AAAAAAAAAtA/M-O6D3iELh0/s320/manali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586196045758196402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-manali-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egQnXb871hY/TYYpHceYJmI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/shglUuB7CB4/s1600/shimla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egQnXb871hY/TYYpHceYJmI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/shglUuB7CB4/s320/shimla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586197595679106658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-shimla-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;See???they are all nice kan???=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*Suddenly..Im thinking to put them into my places for honeymoon list..hahak =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;About the story??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmm...I could say dat...dis is a story about life, friendship and love. Life will never be wonderful without friends and love. Three bff- rancho,raju &amp;amp; farhan went thru a lot of things during their college life. Rancho is a smart student,but very mischievous n he is interested in engineering. Raju is kinda religious person,not as smart as rancho, very sensitive &amp;amp; macho. While Farhan, very interested in doing photography but forced by his father to do engineering. All of them share a room in a hostel at the Imperial College of Engineering "ICE" and they always make trouble with the president of the college,Professor Viru Shahastrabudhi who is also called VIRUS.Okay, for those who haven't watch dis muvie, it is a recommendation from me for u to watch it[sbnrnya malas mau taip pnjg2]hihi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C ya~^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8639216082484683893-226086933457999703?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/226086933457999703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=226086933457999703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/226086933457999703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/226086933457999703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/03/nice.html' title='Nice!'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pgo9XOVtfQM/TYYgWio_g7I/AAAAAAAAAso/zdCRpprIVLM/s72-c/the-movie-3-idiots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-5985609667485443517</id><published>2011-03-05T23:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T13:09:13.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mXe7l7_tnMw/TXMVkkiunqI/AAAAAAAAAsg/O22FK-fqVvU/s1600/ab_life55.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f2zey4U7RvI/TXJdzMdD60I/AAAAAAAAAsY/heHW4U3Qakc/s1600/meaning-of-life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f2zey4U7RvI/TXJdzMdD60I/AAAAAAAAAsY/heHW4U3Qakc/s320/meaning-of-life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580626022363294530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Aha!Life does bring lots of interpretation from lots of human. So I'm sure that each of us have our opinion towards life,rite? Well for me...life is something precious and it is about tasting experiences. I believe that we have ever heard dis quotes,aren't we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXPERIENCE IS THE BEST TEACHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;And I do agree with it 'coz most of the time, we learn many things from experience.Went through the difficulties in life is actually giving us the chances to taste the deliciousness of life. Okay, maybe it can be said like this...experience is the most difficult food to be found,yet it is the most delicious food we have ever taste[hmmm...lbh kurg mcm tu la].Bad experiences usually require tears, and bad experiences promise happiness,sooner or later...only God knows. Why do we have bad experiences in life? It's because, we are living for the future and to go through the life, we must be strong and mature. And, to be strong and mature, we must have a valuable experiences that teaches us to encourage those kind of characteristic. Bad experiences is also act as the turning point of our life to be better. Only those who didn't realize it will turn to worst.And that is not turning point, it is u-turn. So, don't u-turn yourself. You will never succeed in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;To be succeed, it requires changes. How you can change?It depends on the experiences that you have been through. Only you yourself know what you should do with you weaknesses. It is not easy to change. And nobody said it was easy beb. But it is not dat hard, as long as you have the strength and determination. Don't feel ashamed of your weaknesses, 'coz everybody has it, only they are seen or unseen. But, do feel ashamed if you couldn't improve your weaknesses 'coz you always have the chances to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXPERIENCES + CHANGE = NEW LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So, if you wanna feel fresh...do some changes in your life. Not the bad changes ya...'coz if you turn to bad, you will only let your life smell stinky. Choices are yours. Even sometimes we wrongly eat and got food poisoning, it will never happen again 'coz we oredy know how does it feels and that experience made us to be more careful in choosing food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mXe7l7_tnMw/TXMVkkiunqI/AAAAAAAAAsg/O22FK-fqVvU/s1600/ab_life55.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mXe7l7_tnMw/TXMVkkiunqI/AAAAAAAAAsg/O22FK-fqVvU/s320/ab_life55.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580828081270988450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-5985609667485443517?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5985609667485443517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=5985609667485443517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5985609667485443517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5985609667485443517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/03/journey.html' title='Journey~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f2zey4U7RvI/TXJdzMdD60I/AAAAAAAAAsY/heHW4U3Qakc/s72-c/meaning-of-life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-7816100698670234733</id><published>2011-02-27T15:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T17:13:24.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love engine~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ok, here I wanna write some of the love engine that we usually use especially when we are involved in this kind of condition :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;1) single &amp;amp; searching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2) single &amp;amp; crushed into sum1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;3) double with the heart full of garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;4) double and complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5) juz for fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Firstly...the traditional one....dlu2 we used to play dis thing..dun tell me that you never play it..=p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IxW_LzchrHM/TWoFrK4XINI/AAAAAAAAAr4/RMiBcU-8BY4/s1600/Image0743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IxW_LzchrHM/TWoFrK4XINI/AAAAAAAAAr4/RMiBcU-8BY4/s320/Image0743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578277327665045714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;[sekadar gambar hiasan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jeng3x....mesti anda pernah bermain dgn bnda ini...am i rite???ngehngehngeh...[tp mcm slh plak pengiraan ini,forgot oredy how to count....hee~] we usually play dis when we crushed into sum1 kn??asal suka,mula lah mengira...really wanted to know the love percentage between you &amp;amp; dat person...if you get 70% and above,then it will be considered as ermmm...what's de exact word aa....ermm...both of u hv the chemistry la kononnya. Then..if it is 50% n below...can be considered as..hard to be together.60% plak??so-so la....or..simply say...it refers to the exam grade :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;80-100 = A ---&gt; love each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;60-79 = B ---&gt; okla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;45-69 = C ---&gt; lebih sesuai utk berkawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;36-44 = D ---&gt; nyawa2 fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;0-35 = F ---&gt; gagal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;p/s : I dunno which exam grade did I follow...but dis is juz for an example...tihihi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Secondly...we might also use the love engine yg berleluasa di internet,contohnya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9NjNQ9_eP04/TWoJ7S6KJ6I/AAAAAAAAAsA/b4vhDxFKZW0/s1600/amora-crop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9NjNQ9_eP04/TWoJ7S6KJ6I/AAAAAAAAAsA/b4vhDxFKZW0/s320/amora-crop.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578282002744485794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Okeh..dis aunty amora will predict your love life.I am sure that we always wanted to know how our love life will be,kan?? so..don't be shy, aunty amora can predict for you.Eventhough it cannot be trusted enough,but we tend to believe it since it brings happiness towards the heart..rite3x??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thirdly....dis one is alike the first....calculating the love percentage. It can be found easily in the internet. Kalau malas kira sendiri, use the calculator la kan....maybe it will be more accurate...hoho =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgHilIDULys/TWoQF8Ay8pI/AAAAAAAAAsI/G1GJtbhzhTM/s1600/untitled-crop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 89px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgHilIDULys/TWoQF8Ay8pI/AAAAAAAAAsI/G1GJtbhzhTM/s320/untitled-crop.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578288782646637202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Fourthly...enjoy spending time answering quizzes on love...tralala~ this can be found either thru internet or magazines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VzTruJg4Tp0/TWoTMxxTxTI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ihYfaWPl2L4/s1600/1-crop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VzTruJg4Tp0/TWoTMxxTxTI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ihYfaWPl2L4/s320/1-crop.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578292198691292466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That's all for now....peace!^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-7816100698670234733?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/7816100698670234733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=7816100698670234733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7816100698670234733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7816100698670234733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-engine.html' title='Love engine~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IxW_LzchrHM/TWoFrK4XINI/AAAAAAAAAr4/RMiBcU-8BY4/s72-c/Image0743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-5205451055993043745</id><published>2011-02-20T14:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T14:42:57.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tourists~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The movie????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Oh absolutely nope.....=) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Actually I  juz wanted to share my experience in dealing with the tourists in our  country. Like all of us can see....especially at some 'hot places' such  as Pasar Seni, KLCC, KL SENTRAL, LCCT, KLIA, BATU CAVES, MELAKA  etc...tourists are everywhere!And we, as the Malaysian[some of us  la]...bila nampak tourists tu...mesti ada yg cakap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eh2..org putih la,org putih la..[sambil cuit2 kwn..@ bisik2]-feel excited kn??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Pastu, ada plak yg bole cakap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ha..I nak ngorat org putih tu la...I pnya taste mmg foreigner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Eeee hensemnyaaaa!!/ wow!cantiknya!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;adoiyaiii~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emoticonizer.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn293/emonizer/rabbit/cz04.gif" alt="http://www.emoticonizer.com" width="70" border="0" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;But then....kita jg perlu rasa bangga sbb...they chose Malaysia as one of their destination either for holiday or working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Actually...as  I started dis semester, my lecturer had assigned us to do a main  project for one of my subject and the project was, to interview the  tourists. We were kinda excited,nervous, worried...n so on 'coz dis was  the 1st tym we had to deal with the tourists moreover it requires us to  speak in English.But after all, it was a gud experience because it  improved our speaking skills plus our confidence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emoticonizer.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn293/emonizer/rabbit/cz05.gif" alt="http://www.emoticonizer.com" width="90" border="0" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2c7jYpGzmQ/TWCzkugtnjI/AAAAAAAAArw/0y_Pdyj_1WY/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2c7jYpGzmQ/TWCzkugtnjI/AAAAAAAAArw/0y_Pdyj_1WY/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575653782226574898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;{These pictures were taken during the interview...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A  little bit about our interview session...we did prepare some questions  which asking about Malaysia and there was 1 question which sounds 'Do yo  have any suggestion in order to improve Malaysia's facilities or  environment?' that I would like to highlite here 'coz most of their  answer were about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GARBAGE @ LITTER @ RUBBISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emoticonizer.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/tuzki%20crazy%20rabbit/cz15.gif" alt="http://www.emoticonizer.com" width="50" border="0" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I did ask them orally instead of asked them to write their answer on the paper and most of them said....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We  saw lots of bins and lots of litter...but, we rarely saw litter in the  bin.What we used to see is, litters are everywhere.So, Malaysia might  could improve on that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Hehehehe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So, the question is...why do we use to throw rubbish everywhere instead of throw it in the right place???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This video can answer it...jeng3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8ZHL2xdQ1XY?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;[p/s kpd tuan pny video..sory ye guna tnpa kebenaran..huhuk- 'sharing is&lt;br /&gt;caring' hee~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;daaa~&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/8639216082484683893-5205451055993043745?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5205451055993043745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=5205451055993043745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5205451055993043745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5205451055993043745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/02/tourists.html' title='The Tourists~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn293/emonizer/rabbit/th_cz04.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-7470290886796160541</id><published>2011-02-18T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:55:30.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchy2 ya,ya!^^,</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xbIsSzhmL9c?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Currently addicted to dis song..pheww~;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; You'd be like Heaven to touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I wanna hold you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; At long last love has arrived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; And I thank God I'm alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; You're just too good to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pardon the way that I stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; There's nothing else to compare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; The sight of you leaves me weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; There are no words left to speak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; But if you feel like I feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Please let me know that it's real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; You're just too good to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I love you, baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; And if it's quite alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I need you, baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; To warm a lonely night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I love you, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Trust in me when I say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Oh, pretty baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Don't bring me down, I pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; And let me love you, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Let me love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; You're just too good to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; You'd be like Heaven to touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I wanna hold you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; At long last love has arrived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; And I thank God I'm alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; You're just too good to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I love you, baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; And if it's quite alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I need you, baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; To warm a lonely night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I love you, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Trust in me when I say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Oh, pretty baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Don't bring me down, I pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-7470290886796160541?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/7470290886796160541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=7470290886796160541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7470290886796160541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7470290886796160541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/02/catchy2-yaya.html' title='Catchy2 ya,ya!^^,'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xbIsSzhmL9c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-5511744903412895121</id><published>2011-02-18T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T02:48:18.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys like Girls 2~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Well..as what I've written in the previous entry....I'll share the Guy's part plak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW TO KNOW IF A GUY LIKES YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;[also strictly for GIRLS,ok? ;))]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Examine his body language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If he likes you, you may see that he rarely turns his back to you,  often leans towards you, and also looks at you a lot. If he slouches his  shoulders when near you, he's romantic and cares about what you have to  say. If he points his shoulders and pelvis towards you while sitting,  he is definitely feeling something for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;" class="whb"&gt;2)Notice his eye contact&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If he likes you, he may  either look away quickly if he is shy, or he'll try to catch your eye  and hold it or make faces. This can be uncomfortable if you don't like  him. If you feel like you have held eye contact just a fraction of a  second longer than you would with anyone else, or if he looks away  quickly, then there is something there. When he's around you and he  says/does something funny and everyone around laughs, his eyes will  flicker towards you for a second to see if you laughed, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)Listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;" class="whb"&gt;to what he's saying&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If he likes you, and he's nervous, he'll probably start talking about  himself. Many times, guys feel the need to prove themselves- especially  if you talk about another guy in his company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="whb"&gt;4)Watch his actions around other girls and see if he treats you differently&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Some guys flirt  with other girls to get your attention. It gives them a chance to see  your reaction, and helps them know if you really do like them or not.  You can tell that they are trying to make you jealous if they find  little times when they're flirting with the other girl to look at you.  His eyes will flick over and look at you. Another sign is that when you  leave, he stops flirting with the other girl. That will be a harder one  to pick up on, but you can have a friend to look out for you or  something like that. You have to be sneaky sometimes to find out if a  guy likes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b class="whb"&gt;5)Watch for him showing interest in things you like and do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. For example, if you like a certain genre of music that he likes as well, he may suggest bands or artists for you to listen  to. Another example, if you play sports he may ask to play against you  just to show off that he's good at something you both like and then also  have a reason to give you compliments as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b class="whb"&gt;6)Check for signs of nervousness&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Signs of nervous  laughter, sweaty palms, deep breaths, fidgeting, or possibly even  looking away quickly when you notice if he is watching you are all good  signs of an attraction towards you and that he is nervous about making  an impression on someone he likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;" class="whb"&gt;7)Pay attention to his friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If they know he's  interested in you, they might tease him subtly when you're around, hint  to you that he likes you, or even try to find out if you like him. Study their reactions to your presence - do they smile? Do they turn to him? Do they smirk in a way that suggests they know something that you don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="whb"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;8)Don't ignore him If he shows genuine interest in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, (i&lt;/b&gt;.e. smiles at you a lot in the hallway, work, etc., at least go out for a walk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b class="whb"&gt;9)Look to see if he imitates you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; If he mimics you, he  probably likes you, such as if you move to another table, he'll go with  you. (I've had a guy who liked me mimic me before, so I know this is one  thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b class="whb"&gt;10)Pay attention to teasing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. If a guy teases you a lot, it might mean he likes you, but if he doesn't tease any other girl, he probably does like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b class="whb"&gt;11)If he hits you or playfully punches you on your arm, this may mean he likes you&lt;/b&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;A guy may hit you but it's just flirting he probably just wants to see  your smile You may find it annoying if you're not into him, but  otherwise if you hit back then that's a way then he can know that you  like him back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="whb"&gt;12)Acknowledge any compliments that come your way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If  you do your hair or makeup differently one day, and the guy notices,  that's a very good sign that he likes you. Most guys won't notice, and  if they do, they won't say anything unless they're into you. Anything  like, "You look nice today," "I like that shirt," or even "Did you do  your hair differently today? It looks nice," are all indicators that he  could be interested in you. NOTE: If he's a good friend of yours, these  won't necessarily be indicators of romantic interest. It could just be  him being a good friend. Not all guys are this straightforward about  compliments, so don't be worried if he doesn't compliment you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b class="whb"&gt;13)Watch for him noticing 'masculine things' on you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; For  example, some of your dad's aftershave rubbed off on you when you  hugged him. Your crush may say 'is that aftershave on you?' This  indicates he thinks it is from another guy (and not your dad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b class="whb"&gt;14)If he talks to you on a Social Networking site&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; If he  chats with you often he may like you. He could also just be talkative  and friendly so don't assume he's into you for chatting. He may put 'x'  on the end of everything he says to you. That might not necessarily mean  he likes you. It could just mean that you are good friends. If he says,  "I know something you don't know," then this could mean that he likes  you and wants you to be guessing. Hr might also want you to know and  wants to see if you feel the same way. Or it could just mean he knows  something you don't know, e.g. a new colour, the fact that he has a new  friend, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="whb"&gt;15)Watch to see if he is following you in a sneaky way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  For example, if you're on table 1, talking to your friends, watch to see  if he is close nearby. So when the conversation end, and you go to say,  table 7, see if he follows you, but of course does not follow you to  table 7 unless he is good friends with the people at table 7 and wants  to talk to them coincidentally. Check to see if he stands at a different  place when you are at table 1 and 7 to make sure he is following you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TIPS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The Clock Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; To see if a guy has been checking you out,  abruptly look at the clock, then look at him really fast. If he followed  your eyes to the clock, he was staring at you and was startled by your  sudden movement that following your eyes is a reflex to them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you like him and you are confident, ask him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If he seems comfortable talking to you about other girls, he  probably does not like you in that way. Either that, or he is trying to  make you jealous, which might mean that he likes you but doesn't reflect  too well on his character. Or he could be trying to see if you like  him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If his ex hates you, there might be a reason.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you have a different lunch schedule than him, try "visiting" your  friends in that period and pass by him so he knows you are there. If he  comes by to sit with you, or "surprises" you by sneaking up on you,  talk with him. Then, later, ask your friends if he normally comes over  to sit. If he doesn’t, he most likely likes you and wanted an excuse to  be near you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The Pencil Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;If you have a lead pencil, "accidentally"  break it. If you ask him to sharpen it for you, and he says "Yes", he  could be into you. If he says "No", no hard feelings, he could be shy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Here's a way to ask him if he likes you without really asking!&lt;/b&gt;  You can tell a friend to go up to him, look him up and down, and say,  'You and (insert your name) should go out.' If he looks at your friend  like he's thinking or nods at her/him, he may be considering the offer.  But if he shrugs, or just turns away, don't think he doesn't like you.  He may not be comfortable telling your friend if he likes you or not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;You return the favor, too!&lt;/b&gt; If he winks at you, let him know you know what that means by smiling, laughing, etc.#&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you notice him walking behind you in the hallway, continue to  walk in front of him and pretend to not know he's there. If he likes  you, he may try to catch up to you and make it seem like a casual  "Hello."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Notice&lt;/b&gt; how he acts around his friends. Now, do he act the same with you around?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;awkward look&lt;/b&gt; you may be in a room without a clock at some  time in your life. if you think he is looking at you ,or you just want  to make sure, look at him real quick-like and if he seems to stare at  you for a moment longer and then acts like he's staring at everyone for a  moment around you, you may have a "Admirer"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys that are really smart (not nerds) might have a lower self image  and automatically think you don't like them even when you are flirting a  lot with them try to ask them to help you with something like  schoolwork or work to get them into their playing field then compliment  them on their smarts. This will make them feel better about themselves  and begin to like you more and may give them the courage to ask you out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Just ask him out!&lt;/b&gt; He might be waiting for you to make the  move or to ask him out. This happens a lot with shy guys. If he rejects,  don't take it personally. He's not worth your time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Does he talk about you to his friends? there is no harm asking his  friends if he does, if he does talk about you often this can only be a  good thing. When asking his friends try not to make it obvious that you  are interested that way they won't suspect anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch where he sits in class. If he's sitting in your seat when you  come back from break or a weekend, then he may like you. Just politely  ask him to move. I've noticed that my crush wants to sit near me in the  one and only class we have together. It may be a hint that he likes you  if he is around you a lot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WARNINGS!!! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you look at him a lot, he might look at you just to see if you're looking at him and not because he likes you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember that if you like someone you can sometimes misread their  signals in the hope that they like you back. For instance, a guy who  teases you in an affectionate way may act like that towards everybody  and doesn't realize that he's making you swoon every time he pokes  good-natured fun at you!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch out for the subtle guys. If he asks you something that could  potentially be a date but you're not really sure, make sure it's clear  before you agree to it. It can be uncomfortable when one of you thinks  you're on a date and one of you thinks you're not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The wrong kind of guy might say he likes you without meaning it; if  this is the case, he probably wants to see how far you would go with  him, for any of those activities (whatever they may be) themselves and  for bragging rights among his friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't ask your friends to ask him if he likes you. He might not be  truthful and tell your friends that he doesn't like you. It doesn't work  99.999% of the time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He doesn't look in your eyes when talking to you. If he focuses more  on your body, be careful, he may not like you for you. He could just be  looking for a "good" time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is from a guy: DO NOT ask a guy what he likes in a girl or get  to be real close friends with him (by flirting etc.) just to eventually  learn if he likes one of your friends. This guy might begin to like you  and when you ask him it kind of turns him down automatically because he  sees what you have been doing. This may lead him to hold a lower opinion  for you and your friend so it was a loss for the both of you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't assume a guy likes you just because he talks to you. He may just be being friendly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Oh,my!Now I wonder...between boys and girls..mana lebih sukar difahami???-thinking 8-&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emocutez.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/onionhead/77.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" alt="http://www.emocutez.com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As a conclusion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U urself know urself,&lt;br /&gt;U urself know ur feeling,&lt;br /&gt;U urself know ur heart,&lt;br /&gt;U urself know whom u r falling into,&lt;br /&gt;U urself know who is the best,&lt;br /&gt;and let the time answer the calling of the love between u and that person....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;~sekian~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-5511744903412895121?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5511744903412895121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=5511744903412895121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5511744903412895121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5511744903412895121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/02/boys-like-girls-2.html' title='Boys like Girls 2~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-9004576939747927489</id><published>2011-02-18T01:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T02:14:14.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys like Girls 1~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok...this is juz a 'sharing is caring' entry from me which might catch ur eyes or maybe ur little attention 'coz it is kinda outdated topic,[i think la] but still...interesting!hihi~ well...talking about feeling...I've found that there are many common things that we can see within boys and girls. But what are the things??hmmm...Iiiii...am...quit not sure...hehe [great excuse from a lazy to-write person] =D=D=D ok3..actually I wanted to share some info about......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW TO KNOW IF A GIRL LIKES YOU [strictly for GUYS only ya!];))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="whb"&gt;1) Strike up a small conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This will help you  learn little things that will come in handy in the future. If you like a  girl, don't let her slip away, tell her the truth, but if you don't  like her and she told you that she does, don't say anything...it can  break her heart. And when she tells you that, and, you don't like her,  tell her that she's a great person. Girls like it when boys say they  like something that they did or either said you're great at something.  All girls are different, so be aware of the signs. Listen to the tone of  her voice: if she's shy, the tone of her voice might be a little more  soft, and she might start to play with her hair (smoothing it down,  twirling, flipping), adjusting her clothes, and might stare at you.  Another sign she likes you is if she laughs at only your boring or  stupid joke. (Though, don't use bad jokes as a test, or you'll risk  looking like a comedy dork.) She may not be able to look you straight in  the eye and she might giggle a lot because she is thinking of funny,  nice gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b class="whb"&gt;2) Watch for signs of flirting&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; If she's flirting, she may be difficult to read. Flirting girls may flirt  with guys who they consider to be just friends, and it can be  misconstrued as a crush. Although some girls have no idea they are  flirting. Most girls do not want to be obvious, the flirting ones might  flirt with you a little bit less or they might flirt with you even more.  Either way, don't "flirt around". Do not flirt with other girls. If she  ever sees you putting your arm around another girl or sees another girl hugging you, she  may jump to conclusions and assume she doesn't mean anything to you. And  she has nothing you like or she doesn't act the way you like girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="whb"&gt;3) Notice if she "accidentally" bumps into you more often  than what people do (she's obviously trying to touch you or feel how  strong or soft you are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If she finds excuses to do so, then you're  probably on the right track. Tell her it was okay and you're fine. But  conversely, don't assume that she doesn't like you because her fall  didn't touch you. She may be too nervous of you to touch you yet. Break  the touch barrier yourself. She may also find other reasons to touch  you, such as by lightly hitting you about the head, or soft punching to  the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b class="whb"&gt;4) Observe how she looks at you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; If she likes you, she  will either hold it for a long time or pull away immediately. Either of  these could mean that she likes you. If she pulls away quickly, it means  she is nervous but she still likes you. Some girls might just be  staring so don't think she loves you and wants to kiss. But if she holds  the stare, and you see love in her eyes, then she is confident and she  may make the first move. If you happen to glance at the girl and you see  her staring back at you, then this means that she likes you, although  she may quickly dart her head in a different direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b class="whb"&gt;5) Look at her friends&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;If you see most of her friends  glancing back at you and smiling or giggling, this means that she is  telling her friends about you. If her friends are loud and immature,  you'll hear "(your name), (her name) likes you!" Her friends might be  making it up, however, just to tease her. So you should probably listen  to stuff like, "stop teasing me!" or "be quiet! He might hear!!" When  she is having a conversation with her friends, and you come over, she  might stop talking all of a sudden. This likely means you were the  subject of the recently ended conversation. If she likes you and she  told her friends about you, they might come up to you and start a random  conversation about things such as: Who would you rather date me or (her  name), who do you like better, who is the hottest, would you marry (her  name) or me, etc. If they name a list of about 3 people and her name is  in the list, she probably told her friends about you and they're trying  to search for clues to see how you feel about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b class="whb"&gt;6) Look out for the damsels in distress&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;If you're  outside and the girl you like is nearby and starts loudly saying "I'm  cold!", that's a subtle hint that she wants you to give her your  sweater. This is a very sweet gesture, especially if you want to show  the girl that you like her. If there are other guys and she likes one of  those guys, however, she might act disappointed when you offer yours to  her first, look for her mad and tell her that who ever she likes gave  it to him to give it to her. In which case at least you'll know how she  feels and can move on. Sometimes a girl will pretend to be really bad at  something, and say that they can't do it. That is your chance to offer  some assistance, and she will most likely be doing this on purpose just  to see your reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b class="whb"&gt;7) Smile at her&lt;/b&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;Do a natural smile - don't freak her out. If she smiles politely, or  frowns and looks away, she is obviously freaked out by you. If she  returns a soft or big smile and continues to look at you, then she is  interested. If she smiles then darts over to the crowd of her friends  and hides in the group then she may be nervous and curious if you know  that she likes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIPS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;If she constantly asks about your status with girls and asks your  preference in types of girls, then she is likely fishing to see if she  might meet your interests.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you find out that a girl likes you, don't act like she is from  another planet or has the flu. Girls don't like it and their hearts can  be very fragile, so be careful. Don't be mean or give her the cold  shoulder because IF you do end up liking her eventually, she may not  give you another chance. Also, that kind of mistake can mess up your  reputation as being a good boyfriend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A lot of shy girls usually won't admit that they like you unless  they know that you like them too, so if she denies it to someone not  close to her, don't lose hope! If you like a girl, ask to become  friends. If she is interested, then obviously there is something there.  If she objects to a friendship, don't take it personally, as there are  plenty of other girls out there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do something nice like cleaning something up for her or doing her a  favor. Then see how she reacts. If she eventually tries to do something  nice to you back, this might be a hint that she likes you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If she asks you to go out and do something with her only or with  another couple, this may indicate that she is trying to send you the  message that she wants to be more than friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always be yourself. If a girl likes you for someone who wears expensive clothes, and you don't, then just don't date her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While there are certain body language signs that have commonly been  associated with a girl "liking" a guy, do not get too excited just  because she exhibits some. Body language is not completely universal,  some girls exhibit their feelings through different actions than others.  Take your time, find out if she's actually interested by talking to  her. A girl that's not interested will likely try and make excuses to  end the conversation and get away from you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING!!!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Girls might try the "jealous approach" and start flirting with your  friends to make you notice them more. Be wary of these girls. If you  really like her, pay more attention to her and try to get her alone -  she might get the hint that you like her and stop trying so hard. And as  much as you may want to...don't EVER do the same thing back. Girls are  more sensitive and will probably just give up on you if you do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay,we finished with the Girl's part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For guys??I'll share in the next entry ya, 'coz it will be a veryyyy long entry if I juz put it here...and...it might loosen ur attraction for dis entry..hihih c ya~ ^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emocutez.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/browhairgirl/bg3.gif" alt="http://www.emocutez.com" width="37" border="0" height="44" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8639216082484683893-9004576939747927489?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/9004576939747927489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=9004576939747927489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/9004576939747927489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/9004576939747927489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/02/boys-like-girls-1.html' title='Boys like Girls 1~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-5082672682016136599</id><published>2011-02-13T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T02:51:47.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenses~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;hmm....well...the title doesn't really tell you about TENSES which relate to GRAMMAR but it is actually about LOVE and it does make sense that TENSES n LOVE are likely related to each other. Since I do like to write about love...so, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;my post will be written linking to Love...;)) most of the time ya...not all the time...=D k back to the title...I know each of us must have learn about English Grammar in school especially the TENSES thingy. If you forget what is dat thing called TENSES, let me remind u with pleasure....: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Example of tenses :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;-Present tense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;-Past tense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;-Present Perfect tense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;-Past Prefect tense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;-Future perfect tense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;-Continuous tense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You remember now???Good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So...the concept that I wanted to emphasize here is somewhat like PAST,PRESENT and FUTURE plus related to LOVE. I believe that most of us must ever experience to fall in love, to break up and to fall in love again. Whether it is in an official relationship or not, still it can be considered like that. 'Coz...there is time we might fall in love with a person, and we never told him/her 'bout that...but we do keep tracking him/her everyday until he/she has someone special then only we move on to another person...or in a simple word..it's a crushed[heee~] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Tapikan...sometimes....love starts with crush kn?? and most of the times it started with friendship. But, no matter how does it started, the matter is...the person we love has the same feeling towards us would be the most wonderful matter that happened in out life. 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font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" valign="top" width="319"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;The one that we realized was the best person after the broke up&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="width: 239.4pt; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; padding: 0in 5.4pt; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" valign="top" width="319"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;Past perfect tense&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="width: 239.4pt; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; padding: 0in 5.4pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" valign="top" width="319"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;The one that we live for and the most suitable for our soul&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="width: 239.4pt; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; padding: 0in 5.4pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" valign="top" width="319"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;Future perfect tense&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ehem..does it make sense???hehe...no worries, dis is just for fun...I'm sure that all of us know how to take care of love, rite?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Love is like energy. It can never be created nor destroyed...it is juz owez there. You juz have to realize dat fact n you have to learn that as soon as you stopped loving him in the way you did dat love left to somewhere else. Now all you have to do is find out where dat love went. That love went to whoever the next person in ur life will be. That next person could be one of your friends or someone u might dislike or someone that suddenly appear to u after a long absence, you juz have to find that out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/the_minute_i_heard_my_first_love_story_i_started/15022.html"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/love_is_like_energy-it_can_never_be_created_nor/8965.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-5082672682016136599?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5082672682016136599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=5082672682016136599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5082672682016136599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5082672682016136599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/02/tenses.html' title='Tenses~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-1840463945159262898</id><published>2011-02-12T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T22:27:28.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet words from a friend~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Juz wanted to share some sweet words from my fren...^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A Friend...&lt;br /&gt;(A)ccepts you as you are&lt;br /&gt;(B)elieves in "you"&lt;br /&gt;(C)alls you just to say "HI"&lt;br /&gt;(D)oesn't give up on you&lt;br /&gt;(E)nvisions the whole of you (even the unfinished parts)&lt;br /&gt;(F)orgives your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;(G)ives unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;(H)elps you&lt;br /&gt;(I)nvites you over&lt;br /&gt;(J)ust "be" with you&lt;br /&gt;(K)eeps you close at heart&lt;br /&gt;(L)oves you for who you are&lt;br /&gt;(M)akes a difference in your life&lt;br /&gt;(N)ever Judges&lt;br /&gt;(O)ffers support&lt;br /&gt;(P)icks you up&lt;br /&gt;(Q)uiets your fears&lt;br /&gt;(R)aises your spirits&lt;br /&gt;(S)ays nice things about you&lt;br /&gt;(T)ells you the truth when you need to hear it&lt;br /&gt;(U)nderstands you&lt;br /&gt;(V)alues you&lt;br /&gt;(W)alks beside you&lt;br /&gt;(X)-plain things you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;(Y)ells when you won't listen and&lt;br /&gt;(Z)aps you back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nice, kn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mG7s0pkaxSg/TVaYo3gTL_I/AAAAAAAAAro/FdvvvQ0NFTg/s1600/bestfriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mG7s0pkaxSg/TVaYo3gTL_I/AAAAAAAAAro/FdvvvQ0NFTg/s320/bestfriend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572809416779182066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8639216082484683893-1840463945159262898?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/1840463945159262898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=1840463945159262898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/1840463945159262898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/1840463945159262898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet-words-from-friend.html' title='Sweet words from a friend~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mG7s0pkaxSg/TVaYo3gTL_I/AAAAAAAAAro/FdvvvQ0NFTg/s72-c/bestfriend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-8906339887135228438</id><published>2011-02-10T01:04:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:44:07.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Defining 'T O M O R R O W'.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TVLTA8_5dtI/AAAAAAAAArA/yiOQRO9mEEA/s1600/rcmg-930628-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TVLTA8_5dtI/AAAAAAAAArA/yiOQRO9mEEA/s320/rcmg-930628-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571747702338320082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;= too-more-rows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;does it make sense???yup, i think so....it is like we have more things to do ahead...more rows to go through, more journey to be experienced with and more things to be discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;How does yesterday be important to us, it is the same with today and tomorrow. We must know what happened in the past to understand the future. And the present will help us to unravel the things.Your life today is the result of your attitudes and choices in the past, and your life tomorrow will be the result of your attitudes and choices you make today.Worrying about tomorrow is a regular feature that all of us faced.Because tomorrow won't promise anything. Every single thing won't wait for tomorrow to change. It can always change within a second.Changed like beaches that hit by waves, changed like the heart that hit by mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is worrying about tomorrow equals to worrying about who will be your life partner in the future???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well...as what we already know, we couldn't predict our future. Even in the schools and universities they also didn't provide such subject or course that requires us to learn how to predict our future. Did I wrote &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;???oh yup..so that means......our equation has the prove...which is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=&gt; Future = tomorrow / tomorrow = future, life partner = future/ future = life partner&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; tomorrow = future = life partner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=&gt; tomorrow is the future where we will get our life partner.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=&gt;we r worried about tomorrow,we r worried about our future n we r worried to think about our life partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answered!^^, =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I think, most of us that ever had an experienced in love relationship that broke in the middle of the road = putus di tgh jln ( direct translation ) must felt insecure, scared, broken, lack of trust, and all those negative feelings that actually influenced us not to fall in love anymore. But somehow, as a NORMAL human....we do need someone to be by our side, to take care of our heart, to be loyal with our love, and to live happily ever after like every fairytale did. Unfortunately, we don't live in fairy land and there will be no fairy tale in reality :-&lt; . But it is not a big deal since we were given the strength and courage within ourselves. And that's how we started to do our comeback.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TVNXUJpDCOI/AAAAAAAAArI/enz0TawVpJY/s1600/courage.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TVNXUJpDCOI/AAAAAAAAArI/enz0TawVpJY/s320/courage.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571893167684520162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Sometimes, we need to stop analyzing the past...stop planning the future, stop trying to figure out precisely how we feel, stop deciding with our mind what we want our heart to feel and sometimes we just have to go with " whatever happens,happens..."or in simple way, "just go with the flow".But, if we just go with the flow...and not turning to the left or right, I'm afraid that we will miss the very little wonderful thing that we might passed by. So, I think..I will add some words into this famous quotes which sounds....DON'T GO WITH THE FLOW STRAIGHT NO BELOK2...[hmm..naah..worst quote that I've ever heard!]. It's okay, as long as all of you can understand it...tihihi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok..going back to the love thingy. I do believe that most of us r waiting for the right person. And most of us also must ever heard or said these things, rite?[for singles]~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"...what to do, no one will fall in luv muka mcm I ni..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"..i'm waiting for my prince charming / my princess charming.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"...no jodoh yet la.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"...malas la nk pkir..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sounds like.......hmm upset..hoping..pasrah..n what so ever kn??Actually, being single doesn't mean that u have lots of weaknesses, but in a positive way...it shows that u r strong enough to wait for your true love. Meanwhile, God doesn't give the burden beyond your capabilities. He might wants you to learn...to experience and to improve yourself before you found the true one. So, don't feel too humble of yourself...'coz one might see the beautiful within you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TVNdNhHMmVI/AAAAAAAAArY/t-f2EwlSjTE/s1600/true-love-waits_design.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TVNdNhHMmVI/AAAAAAAAArY/t-f2EwlSjTE/s320/true-love-waits_design.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571899650795673938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok..that's all for now..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TVNdhrXmVOI/AAAAAAAAArg/Gm7QgkjkPX8/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TVNdhrXmVOI/AAAAAAAAArg/Gm7QgkjkPX8/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571899997146207458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;c ya!^^,&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/8639216082484683893-8906339887135228438?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/8906339887135228438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=8906339887135228438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8906339887135228438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8906339887135228438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/02/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TVLTA8_5dtI/AAAAAAAAArA/yiOQRO9mEEA/s72-c/rcmg-930628-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-5533772168633413119</id><published>2011-02-08T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T00:43:16.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Thing~</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z5xZ4gFwGGk?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;There was one  fine day I had an evening walk nearest the melodious lake where suddenly  I found a paper which contained a very touching talk between a  boyfriend and his girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Girlfriend :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;What's up with the absence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Boyfriend : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Did you missed me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girlfriend :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Boyfriend :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm sorry. I just cannot handle it when I saw you talking with another man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Girlfriend :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Dear, they are just my friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Boyfriend :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I know.I'm sorry for being too jealous.I was just afraid that I will lose my key to your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Girlfriend :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sweetheart,  I just want you to know that I love to speak gently with my friends,not  only boys..but also girls. But, it doesn't mean that I wanted to flirt  with them.I don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;                     want you to think bad about me. Even though I used to talk like that, I never simply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;                     used that sacred word that I only keep for the special person that is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Boyfriend :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; [sigh]...What is that dear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Girlfriend :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Boyfriend :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Thanks dear..=') I LOVE YOU MORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                           &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ouh this is so sweet!8-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enjoy the song!^^,&lt;/span&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/8639216082484683893-5533772168633413119?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5533772168633413119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=5533772168633413119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5533772168633413119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5533772168633413119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/02/mocca-best-thing_08.html' title='The Best Thing~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Z5xZ4gFwGGk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-1278059362506930586</id><published>2011-02-04T01:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T22:22:25.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang On For Hope~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;You fall for the words, you fall for the smile, you fall for the deeds and you fall for the eyes.I wonder whether it is enough for you to fall in love with the person that you already fall for those things. Somehow, love won't fall because of many things but it is basically fall for only one thing,which is also called Love. Love is fall towards love because only love can understand love.You will not find love if, the person that you love doesn't have the love for you. Or...in an easiest words, you are not the key of the person's heart.I know it is hard to find the right key that suits you heart's door. Just imagine that you are asking to find a very special sand,in sand and that shows how hard it will be. Well, in that case...you must follow your heart and instinct. Because most of the human said that heart has the very powerful instinct among the other parts or organ in our body.But I am not sure whether the doctors have discovered about it or not...hee =D I believed that every single person in this world had an experience falling in love or at least get crushed with someone and you know how does it feels, don't you??yeah...it is so0o0o0 wonderful a.k.a wonderful to the max!^^, eventhough it does bring the bitter, but most of the memory will always be the sweeter. 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color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Boy: I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt; Girl: I’m happy but I don’t know if things are going to be like I&lt;br /&gt;think, like I dream them to be. I’m scared to lose you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Boy: (holding her close) I promise things are going to be like&lt;br /&gt;you once dreamed them to be, I just wish to be in your&lt;br /&gt;dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt; Girl: You know you are in my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Boy: (smile) Please can you look me in the eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt; Girl: (looking at him directly through the eyes In a cute smile)&lt;br /&gt;Please say something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Boy: I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Girl: (starting to get eyes watering) I love you too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Boy: What do you want in life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Girl: Nobody had ever asked me that too me before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Boy: Do you have an idea? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Girl: I just want to be happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Boy: What will your happiness made of? Am I included?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Girl: I believe it would be made of loving and been love, doing&lt;br /&gt;what I love the most, that my family is safe, healthy and&lt;br /&gt;together and that someday I can have you &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in my life.Are you in love with me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Boy: I’m deeply in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Girl: But why? I know I’m not perfect and that I have a lot of&lt;br /&gt;things that we argue about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Boy: Love is not easy… It’s special, is happiness, sadness, it’s&lt;br /&gt;kind, joy, it’s sincere, you can feel a lot of emotions getting&lt;br /&gt;together when we are in love. I feel all of those emotions and&lt;br /&gt;more when I’m with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Girl: That’s really sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Boy: I mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;HOPE, will always come when we fall in love with someone. We are hoping that he or she will accept our love, we are hoping that the person will share the rest of his/her life with us and we are hoping for a true love that will lasts forever. Love is not easy to be understood eventhough it is kinda easy to fall, but love..will be understood with two heart by time and patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-1278059362506930586?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/1278059362506930586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=1278059362506930586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/1278059362506930586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/1278059362506930586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/02/hang-on-for-hope.html' title='Hang On For Hope~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-3962142340378111605</id><published>2011-02-02T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T02:52:03.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is about TRUST~</title><content type='html'>TRUST is like the pillar in every relationship.When there is no trust, it will be hard for you to focus on the thing that is going on.In fact, before we give our heart to somebody,we must have the trust towards the person that he or she can hold our heart carefully, 'coz heart is the instrument that has no spare part when it is broken. And if you want to fix it after the broken, for sure it will have lots of scars.But, the scars will always gone by time.And it will also healed by true love.For those who had experience it,must feel the difficulty to trust.Because it will take much time to build it up,but only a wink to destroy.So that, for those who are going to flirt...please make sure that, you are sincere enough with your heart. Some person might have the instinct that you are just playing around,and...it will be a big mistake if you found that the person is actually the angel that you have been looking for all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUhNY1J6cqI/AAAAAAAAAp8/8ZwBNhaAM8Y/s1600/quotes%252Ccool%252Clove%252Cwords%252Cquote%252Ctype-6065cfb578d163dfb073e827b80de0c0_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUhNY1J6cqI/AAAAAAAAAp8/8ZwBNhaAM8Y/s320/quotes%252Ccool%252Clove%252Cwords%252Cquote%252Ctype-6065cfb578d163dfb073e827b80de0c0_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568786028224475810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..let us go to another topic. Like leprechauns and unicorns the search for true love can seem like a  fantasy that will never come true, but rest assured, you will find "the  one" one day. In fact, as you head down the path of life you are likely  to find a few "the ones", that is you are likely to fall in love more  than once. How can you tell the difference between love-right-now and  the-right-and-true-love? You can't really. Each and every time you fall  in love it will feel like the real and final deal and it will be true.  Every relationship will have something important to offer you and none,  no matter how painfully they may end, will be a waste of your time. Each  relationship will teach you a valuable lesson about yourself, your  capacity to love, and what you are looking for (and not looking for) in a  partner. So how can you tell if the person you are with is worthy of  your "true love"? How can you know when a crush has moved beyond lust  and in to the realm of love? Remember, the idea of one true love is romantic but unrealistic. Open  your heart to the idea of loving more than one person in your life,  think of these relationships as test runs for the final true love, the  person you end up spending your life with, and live in the moment. If  you get tunnel vision and become obsessed with finding the mystical and  magical "one" he or she may just pass you by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-3962142340378111605?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/3962142340378111605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=3962142340378111605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3962142340378111605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3962142340378111605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-is-about-trust.html' title='Love is about TRUST~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUhNY1J6cqI/AAAAAAAAAp8/8ZwBNhaAM8Y/s72-c/quotes%252Ccool%252Clove%252Cwords%252Cquote%252Ctype-6065cfb578d163dfb073e827b80de0c0_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-7407392037695870719</id><published>2011-01-01T22:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T11:04:34.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.1.'11~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis year was started with the trip to Batu Caves by four of  us...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;oco[kazen]&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;viel&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-the housemates.It was fun and  enjoyable.Nothing much to say...but below are some of the picture taken during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR8824vaWPI/AAAAAAAAApM/KQLCq64JLcU/s1600/edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR8824vaWPI/AAAAAAAAApM/KQLCq64JLcU/s320/edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557227378840328434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR89Qa7sAbI/AAAAAAAAApU/05DcagQH50E/s1600/edit2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR89Qa7sAbI/AAAAAAAAApU/05DcagQH50E/s320/edit2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557227817515352498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR89dRfXtOI/AAAAAAAAApc/VOJABMeCd5w/s1600/edit3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR89dRfXtOI/AAAAAAAAApc/VOJABMeCd5w/s320/edit3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557228038318961890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 pictures above were taken during the arrival.And we love those pictures 'coz we were like snapping them abroad.tihihi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR89ksd2miI/AAAAAAAAApk/vMCYW-3thcs/s1600/edit4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR89ksd2miI/AAAAAAAAApk/vMCYW-3thcs/s320/edit4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557228165819439650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Okey...this was the climbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR89s13PsoI/AAAAAAAAAps/ujmb--saTHM/s1600/edit5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR89s13PsoI/AAAAAAAAAps/ujmb--saTHM/s320/edit5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557228305780814466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR89ksd2miI/AAAAAAAAApk/vMCYW-3thcs/s1600/edit4.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;during the climbing.warghh~it was tiring but.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR89x9cpY5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/MWLh3dyJxss/s1600/edit6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR89x9cpY5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/MWLh3dyJxss/s320/edit6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557228393716081554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR89dRfXtOI/AAAAAAAAApc/VOJABMeCd5w/s1600/edit3.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...we managed to climb up to the top.Yeah!!hoho~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR89Qa7sAbI/AAAAAAAAApU/05DcagQH50E/s1600/edit2.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR8824vaWPI/AAAAAAAAApM/KQLCq64JLcU/s1600/edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sekian,tengkiu~^^,&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/8639216082484683893-7407392037695870719?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/7407392037695870719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=7407392037695870719&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7407392037695870719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7407392037695870719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111.html' title='1.1.&apos;11~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TR8824vaWPI/AAAAAAAAApM/KQLCq64JLcU/s72-c/edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-1258314719385139657</id><published>2010-12-25T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T20:52:57.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best!</title><content type='html'>I felt soo0o0o lucky today 'coz I've learned something new [ eventhough the 'thing' is actually existed long time ago ]. It's me who just discovered about it today and the thing was about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHORTHAND&lt;/span&gt;. I've heard of it long time ago,but along that time...I'm very sure hundred percent that shorthand means short form.That's why I don't really care about that.But the thing is, my view was totally wrong.And shorthand is all about symbol or sign of a language. It means that, we write a sentence using symbols. When I first saw it, I felt very excited 'coz I'm a person that kinda interested in those thing.Here's the example of shorthand :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TRXoF2I0ePI/AAAAAAAAApA/ACmnUkFk3U8/s1600/315px-Eclectic_shorthand_by_cross.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TRXoF2I0ePI/AAAAAAAAApA/ACmnUkFk3U8/s320/315px-Eclectic_shorthand_by_cross.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554600902560872690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The aunty that told me about this thing said,they have to pass this subject during her diploma. I was wondering what is the importance of it nowadays. But I forgot to ask 'coz I was busy reading the book.For me, shorthand is an interesting thing to learn yet it is difficult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-1258314719385139657?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/1258314719385139657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=1258314719385139657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/1258314719385139657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/1258314719385139657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2010/12/best.html' title='Best!'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TRXoF2I0ePI/AAAAAAAAApA/ACmnUkFk3U8/s72-c/315px-Eclectic_shorthand_by_cross.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-377420014578480740</id><published>2010-12-09T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T22:52:18.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlaBla~</title><content type='html'>Sometimes,we do feel tired and bored in chasing love.Sometimes,we feel like giving up.Sometimes we just wanted to go back to our 'single' life and sometimes we feel hatred of being cheated by love....but,most of the time...we do need love.Not for 'sometimes',but for 'every time'.Love is never decide to be ended with happiness.Because love can also end with sadness.But,true love will always end with happiness.When you are getting tired in love,try to close your eyes for a short nap.And then wait for your true love to wake you up.It doesn't matter how long you have to wait,'coz it's worth.When you are bored in a relationship,try to go back to how it started.'Coz the beginning might always be the most memorable sweet moment.Holding back may cause you missed the valuable thing but do make sure that it is love,not a lust or crush. How to know whether it is love?Ask your heart,'coz it has the good recommendation for you.^^,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-377420014578480740?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/377420014578480740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=377420014578480740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/377420014578480740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/377420014578480740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2010/12/blabla.html' title='BlaBla~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-4497046629526832236</id><published>2010-11-28T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T02:36:03.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^^,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sudah termaktub untuk kita menemui insan baru dalam setiap fasa kehidupan yang telah dan akan kita lalui.Mungkin insan-insan itu tidak akan bersama kita buat selamanya,tetapi mungkin juga insan-insan itu akan sentiasa berada di samping kita untuk melalui suka duka pelayaran hidup ini.Walaupun bukan takdir kita untuk bersama mereka,kenangan yang pernah tercipta tetap akan bersemadi di jiwa.Untuk insan yang bercinta,sudah pasti ada kecewa.Untuk keindahan yang tercipta,sudah pasti ada duka.Duka itu tidak pernah menjadi idaman setiap insan.Tetapi kerana duka itu melahirkan bahagia..maka duka itu akan tetap menemani,walau jauh mana kita berlari.Bicara hati,walaupun sukar didengari...tetap akan menyemai sanubari.Tetapi hanya pada insan yang terpilih.Jika kamu ditakdirkan untuknya,maka kamu adalah insan itu.Jika tidak,teruskan berlayar...lihatlah luasnya dunia,gapailah segala impian,carilah ilmu dimana jua kerana apa yang pasti...kamu tetap akan menemui cinta sejati.Jangan pernah berdendam,atas segala kesalahan...jangan pernah mengungkit atas segala kesilapan...kerana kita hanya manusia,yang penuh dengan kealpaan.Cinta tidak semestinya memiliki,cinta juga tidak semestinya berakhir dengan bahagia...tetapi yang pasti cinta itu akan terukir dengan indah,yang akan mengajar kita untuk menggapai bahagia dan akhirnya akan membuat kita merasa dimiliki dan memiliki...&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/8639216082484683893-4497046629526832236?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/4497046629526832236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=4497046629526832236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/4497046629526832236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/4497046629526832236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='^^,'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-8821622156343139167</id><published>2010-11-26T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T00:50:22.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALMOST by Tamia~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; How can one miss what she's never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; How could I reminisce when there is no past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; How could I have memories of being happy with you boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Could someone tell me how can this be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; How could my mind pull up incidents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Recall dates and times that never happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; How could we celebrate a love that's to late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; And how could I really mean the words I'm bout to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I missed the times that we almost shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I miss the love that was almost there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I miss the times that we use to kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; At least in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Just let me take my time and reminisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I miss the times that we never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; What happened to us we were almost there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Whoever said it's impossible to miss when you never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Never almost had you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I cannot believe I let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Or what I should say I should've grabbed you up and never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I should've went out with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I should've made you my boo boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yes that's one time I should've broke the rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I should've went on a date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Should've found a way to escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Should've turned a almost into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; If it happened now its to late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; How could I celebrate a love that wasn't real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; And if it didn't happen why does my heart feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I missed the times that we almost shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I miss the love that was almost there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I miss the times that we use to kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; At least in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Just let me take my time and reminisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I miss the times that we never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; What happened to us we were almost there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Whoever said it's impossible to miss when you never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Never almost had you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; (sometimes I wanna rub ya, some nights I wanna hug ya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; And you seem to be the perfect one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; You (some nights I wanna touch ya but tonight I wanna love ya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; You're all that I ever wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; And you're my everything yes its true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Boy its hard to be close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; My love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know it may sound crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; But I'm in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I missed the times that we almost shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I miss the love that was almost there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I miss the times that we use to kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; At least in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Just let me take my time and reminisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I miss the times that we never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; What happened to us we were almost there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Whoever said it's impossible to miss when you never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Never almost had you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I missed the times that we almost shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I miss the love that was almost there (sometimes I wanna rub ya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I miss the times that we use to kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; At least in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Just let me take my time and reminisce (but tonight I wanna love ya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I miss the times that we never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; What happened to us we were almost there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Whoever said its impossible to miss when you never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Never, never almost had you (but tonight I wanna love ya)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;such a nice love song!^^,&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/8639216082484683893-8821622156343139167?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/8821622156343139167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=8821622156343139167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8821622156343139167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8821622156343139167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2010/11/almost-by-tamia.html' title='ALMOST by Tamia~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-6776694044165391270</id><published>2010-11-23T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T01:46:58.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinta malam~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hening malam itu,ku duduk sendirian..berbicara padamu bulan,buat kesekian kalinya. Ku sering bertanya padamu,adakah dia juga mempunyai perasaan yang sama?Adakah dia juga merasa apa yang ku rasa?Dan kau selalu memberi jawapan dengan senyuman.Di mana bintang-bintangmu kemudian akan membuat satu formasi kata yang indah berbentuk "mungkin", dan itu sudah cukup membuat hatiku riang.Rasa yang dia zahirkan seringkali mengusik khayalku.Membibitkan kembali kenangan lalu agar terus bercambah diingatan.Ku tidak betah untuk menghalang,malah ku lebih rasa seronok begitu.Kadangkala,rasa ini ingin ku bawa ke realiti,walau hanya mampu ku fantasikan di alam mimpi.Mungkin juga kita punya hati yang sama.Menunggu siapa harus memula.Mungkin juga kita sudah berpunya,walau tidak tahu siapa.Mungkin juga kita keliru,dan terus membiarkan teka-teki itu berlalu.Dan mungkin juga kita harus memulakan langkah,mana tahu penghujungnya sesuatu yang indah....=)&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/8639216082484683893-6776694044165391270?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/6776694044165391270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=6776694044165391270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6776694044165391270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6776694044165391270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2010/11/tinta-malam.html' title='Tinta malam~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-3194926058544529132</id><published>2010-11-19T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T22:02:52.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human vs Book~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Get closer with a heart is just as easy as reading a book,but understanding it is not easy as we wanted to understand the gist of a book.Human,can sometimes be compared as a book.Means,they have different title [name],different cover &amp;amp; colours [our physical],different story [the journey of human life] and different characters [our variety behaviour,manner or style]. In every book,there must be a conflict,sadness and happiness.Same goes to our life. Whether it is bad or good,only God knows.But,there are still few things that differentiate us with book.As a human,we must be prepared for anything that will come in the future.We don't and will never know what will happen next 'coz real life is full of surprises. But,by reading a book...we can always jump to the end of the story and know how it ends directly.In real life,we couldn't turn back time.But we can always read a book again and again.Whether we want to read it from the beginning to the end,or form the back to the front...it's up to us.In real life,we will meet new things everyday.But book have the same story not even a day...but for the entire time.Going back to the similarity of human and book is that,we couldn't change the past 'coz it's already written that way and most of them have the beautiful as well as pleasant end.Looking into our real life,it does make a sense because we often wish that we could go back to the past and change it.But we can't.Because it is already written like that and that is why the book have a very good story and satisfactory ending.Be grateful and be thankful.Every storm has it rainbows and every tunnel has it light at the end of it.^^,&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/8639216082484683893-3194926058544529132?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/3194926058544529132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=3194926058544529132&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3194926058544529132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3194926058544529132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2010/11/human-vs-book.html' title='Human vs Book~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-8795576082020526450</id><published>2010-09-27T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T01:04:43.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Kenapa bila kita tidak mahukan cinta,ia datang bagaikan sungai mengalir?kenapa bila kita mahukan cinta,tidak ada satu pun yang singgah?Benarlah kata orang,cinta tidak perlu dicari...ia akan datang sendiri.Cinta ibarat rama-rama,terbang bila kita mengejar....hinggap tanpa kita sedari. Mengapa bila cinta itu datang...kita tidak mampu menerima?mengapa bila cinta itu hadir,kita sentiasa menafikan?kerana kata orang,cinta itu buta.Kita sibuk menanti apa yang kita inginkan,apa yang kita mahu miliki...sedangkan insan yang istimewa itu hanya ada di depan mata, yang sengaja kita kaburi.Bagaimana perlu kita tahu dia adalah orangnya?Bagaimana harus kita ketahui apakah keikhlasan itu benar-benar datang dari hatinya?Seperti kata orang,ikutlah kata hati.Kerana hati tidak mampu menipu.Sekuat mana pun kita menolak..hati akan tetap kuat mengatakannya.Hati yang luka,sukar menerima.Hati yang hancur,bisa kabur melihat cinta.Kerana hati itu sudah penuh dengan kedukaan.Khabar hati,lihatlah pada wajah.Andai ianya berseri,maka ada pelangi yang menyinari.Andai ia suram,hujanilah dengan panah cinta agar ia bisa kembali mekar.&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/8639216082484683893-8795576082020526450?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/8795576082020526450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=8795576082020526450&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8795576082020526450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8795576082020526450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2010/09/kenapa-bila-kita-tidak-mahukan-cintaia.html' title='?'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-1894097151519760877</id><published>2010-07-20T17:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T18:07:05.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonder....~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I always wondering about these 3 things about Love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;1) why do some people are somewhat like ashamed to reveal that they oredy have sum1 special in their life....[means sum1 to be her/his future husband/wife].Doesn't it looks like that they are not confident with the relationship or they only wanna have fun or they juz wanted to have sum1 by their side aimlessly???for Love is not to be fooling around...hmm but maybe they have their own secret purpose on doing that...who knows????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;2) why men[not all of them la] are likely to find another girl though he obviously have a girlfriend???such a hunter crocodile...haha [but women oso sometimes could be like dat]~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;3) why is it when we have problems in a relationship,we tend to find sum1 else that is reserved for replacement rather than try to solve it together???my advice...when u r involve in this situation...no matter how hard it is..try to solve it first.If both of u r not fit anymore,then only go with ur own way....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As a result,it is quit difficult to find sum1 dat is really2 single &amp;amp; available nowadays...haha ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TEV0x8G6V-I/AAAAAAAAAow/lmXQZrQubDo/s1600/love_quotes_graphics_01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TEV0x8G6V-I/AAAAAAAAAow/lmXQZrQubDo/s320/love_quotes_graphics_01.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495927321573087202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8639216082484683893-1894097151519760877?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/1894097151519760877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=1894097151519760877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/1894097151519760877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/1894097151519760877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2010/07/wonder.html' title='wonder....~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TEV0x8G6V-I/AAAAAAAAAow/lmXQZrQubDo/s72-c/love_quotes_graphics_01.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-4307299165699352161</id><published>2010-07-17T02:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T14:31:31.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One fine day~</title><content type='html'>Whoaaa...it's been a long tym since I posted my last entry about the... what aa...ala,it's not important anyway....hurmmmm...well...in dis post...I would like to talk about the best ever after topic in my life which is all about LOVE.It was a very suitable tym for me to write about it tonite, accompanied with the touchy song from missy higgins-where I stood[what a nice song! ^_^ really luv it!].Okay...back to the topic again....erm let me share u a little story about love dat i felt very touchy n it made my tears melt...but juz a little bit ok....;))&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 class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, geneva, lucida, 'lucida grande', arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl calls up boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; hey happy anniversary again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; hi happy anniservary!... hey remember you wanted to tell me something after school? sorry i left so early i had to go to work. so what did you want to tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; i wanted to say i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; yeah i know everyone does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;yeah... everyone of my friends that are girls tell me that everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; oh... but am i only your friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; no... you're my girlfriend... why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so when i say i love you i really do mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;yeah i know you do mean it...its just that you dont need to tell me that you love me anymore cuz i know you love me since the day we been together and i love you more each and everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so wanna go somewhere tonight for our 7th anni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; yeah... where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; i don't know... maybe movie then dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:ill pick you up after i get off and get ready ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ok. what time do you get off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; in 2 hours and then i gotta go home and yeah get ready which takes about 15-20 mintues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; aye... i thought you didn't have work today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; one of my co-workers called in sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; oh okay! so ill see you around 7:30 then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: yeah! and babe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; i love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ok my manager is like looking at me so yeah.... i gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ok bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: bye 2 hours later... the boy drives to his girlfriends house boy walks up to the door and rings bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; hey! (gives a kiss to her boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; wassup... you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;um... wait... let me get my bag and we could go ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both watched a movie and ate dinner.... once they were done eating they head back to the car but before she got into the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; wait! can i blind fold you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; why??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; its a suprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: what kind of suprise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; a big one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; okay but only if you promise me that you will hold my hand while we're driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ok blind fold me... so they drove off........... and then they stoped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ok we're here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:wait let me walk you to the place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; what place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; somewhere! (and gives a kiss to her on the lips)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; babe!... the boy walks her to the place ok.... let me take the blind fold off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; where are we? he takes it off her and she opens her eyes and sees the view of the city and at that same spot... thats where he first asked her be his girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; omg.... (tears come down) boy: why are you crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; this is where you first asked me out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; what are you doing the rest of your life? (he asked on his knees and after he says that...behind him... in the air it says will you marry me?" in firworks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; (tears come down faster)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; i wasnt at work when you called me... i was planning this whole thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; get up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; (kisses him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; is that a yes or a no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, geneva, lucida, 'lucida grande', arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kinda...sweet love story isn't???hihi well...for me...dis story can be considered as a true love where both side have the feeling of responsibility towards their love inside each other.Love couldn't work in one side.Because love requires the unity of two heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Possessiveness, j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ealousy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lust ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;fear ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;keeping people all to yourself is not what we call love.But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;eal love is unconditional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; All other “forms” of love are not really love. Most parents and kids don’t love each other, most people in relationships don’t love each other, most people on the planet never experience unconditional love in their entire lives… or at least it sure looks that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To love someone unconditionally means that you love the person exactly as they are, exactly as they were before, and exactly as they will be in the future – because people change all the time, so if you love the person, you will love them even if they become something you disagree with. How many parents can say that about their kids? How many people can say that about their “lover”? Love is not about you or your pleasure or your amusement. It’s not about what you get out of it or what the other person can give to you. It’s not about having a trophy you can show off with and tell people “This is *MY* girlfriend/boyfriend/wife/husband/son/daughter/whatever”. You do not “own” anyone. It’s not about you feeling ‘proud’ to be with someone who always agrees with everything you say and do and never does anything you disagree with. Unconditional love means that the person can just live their life exactly as they choose and you will always be there for them no matter what.So, how does unconditional love fit in with relationships and marriage and sex and all that stuff the whole world keeps going crazy over? It doesn’t, really. It doesn’t “fit” in anywhere. Relationships are like trying to put love into a box and keep it there, except love is infinitely sized, and the box is… well, there is no box large enough. And a normal, conventional marriage is quite possibly the worst possible way to show someone how much you love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Unconditional love is more of a spiritual thing. It’s not bound by physical things, like blood relations and the desire to procreate. It has nothing whatsoever to do with sex. Most people are in relationships because they’re horny and/or lonely, even if they genuinely think they love the other person. But if the person they “love” suddenly lost their “equipment” for whatever reason, would they still want to be with that person? Would they get jealous if the person they “love” wanted to spend time with other people as well? Relationships based on needs are not unconditional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In order to truly understand love, you must first forget everything you have ever learned about it from society and anyone else (including what I just said). You are the only person who can tell you what love is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-4307299165699352161?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/4307299165699352161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=4307299165699352161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/4307299165699352161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/4307299165699352161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-fine-day.html' title='One fine day~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-7164260401905653106</id><published>2010-05-14T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T23:49:00.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diari seorang lelaki~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yes!!!,hatiku separuh menjerit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are you really sure about that?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Jejariku laju menekan keyboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ermm..well..ya,i think so&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Gadisku membalas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Think aje?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Aku memancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Definitely..yes!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dan jawapannya itu membuatku menjerit tahap dewa.Yahoooo!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;TOK!!TOK!!TOK!! Bertalu-talu ketukan di pintu bilikku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Weh,pehal ko?sawan ape?,"Azmeer menjerit dari luar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Sori bro,terlebih hormon kegembiraan daa..,"aku tergelak kecil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Pape je la.."Azmeer membalas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ku kembali merenung skrin leptop Vaio pemberian kakakku.Mengetuk-ngetuk meja sambil otakku ligat mengeluarkan idea-idea emas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So...dah boleh call la ni?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;aku menduga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abes...bagi no fon tu untuk buat pekasam ke?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;gadisku membalas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hehe..tanye aje...still couldn't believe it..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;aku tersenyum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hihi..okla,gtg.Later k&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gadisku menamatkan perbualan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Orite then,i'll text u later ya.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ok.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Gadisku.Hmm memandai je aku ni cakap dia tu gadis aku.Tapi,takpelah..bukannya dia tau pun.Aku sorang je tau.Eh bukan,aku dan bebudak rumahku yang bengong ni.Tapi memang dah lama aku berkenan kat dia.Cuma takde chance je.Dia dah bagi phone number.Kira green light la tu kan...hehehe Adoii...gumbiranya hati ni..yihaaa!!!Ermm...nak mesej ape ek...Ajak keluar??Malu la pulak...eh,aku ni laki la....malu apenye...hmm...ajak je la keluar...dinner should be ok kot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Seraya aku mencapai telefon bimbitku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hye u...it's me,Firas.Erm..klu mlm ni I ajak u dinner ok x?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ha delivered!Hatiku berdebar-debar menanti jawapan dari gadisku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ello...ermm mlm ni ye...pukul brpa tu?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How about 8?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If that so...okla...xde masalah.Nk jumpa kt mna?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll fetch u k...=)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dan malam itu merupakan malam paling bersejarah dalam hidupku.Perasaan gembira tu mesti la kan...date yang ku tunggu-tunggu sejak sekian lama.Tapi,yang spoilnye...camne la aku boleh terlupa bawak wallet.Alih-alih,gadisku jugak yang belanja.Takpelah...next time I cover balik ye wahai gadisku.Aku senang melihat dia tersenyum.Cair je rase hati ini.Wahhh...dah terbang ke langit berapa dah aku ni....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Erm..u,pasni kite nak pegi mana," suara merdu gadisku mematikan penerbanganku tadi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;"U dah letih ke?or stil nak jalan lagi?," aku menjawab dengan penuh ke'macho'an.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;"I ok je...boleh kot jalan kejap," aduss...dia senyum pulak.Bertambah-tambah getaran di hatiku ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Ok,kalau macam tu...kite round-round je la.Tengok pemandangan malam.Kalau U nak beli apa-apa..bagitau I k?,"aku pun senyum manis kat dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Orite!," eee...hepinye tengok dia hepi.Aku senyum dalam hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Aku dan gadisku berjalan beriringan menuju ke pintu utama restoran tersebut.Tetiba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;BAMMMMM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Aku terhantuk pada pintu kaca tersebut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;BUKKK!!ADOI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Laaa...mimpi rupanya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hish...baru nak happy..ingatkan betul-betul tadi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dan hakikatnya...aku masih lagi dalam proses meminta nombor telefon gadisku itu.Belum berjaya daa...Tihihi...~&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/8639216082484683893-7164260401905653106?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/7164260401905653106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=7164260401905653106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7164260401905653106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/7164260401905653106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2010/05/diari-seorang-lelaki.html' title='Diari seorang lelaki~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-7381977327991579086</id><published>2010-03-03T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T00:31:45.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jika cinta dia by Geisha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Terlampau sering kau buat air mataku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tak pernah kau tahu dalamnya rasa cintaku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tak banyak inginku jangan kau ulangi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Menyakiti aku sesuka kelakuanmu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ku bukan manusia yang tidak berfikir&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Berulang kali kau lakukan itu padaku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reff:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jika &lt;u&gt;cinta&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; dia jujurlah padaku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tinggalkan aku disini tanpa senyumanmu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jika cinta dia ku coba mengerti&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teramat sering kau membuat patah hatiku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kau datang padanya tak pernah kutahu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kau tinggalkan aku disaat ku butuh kan mu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cinta tak begini selama ku tahu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tetapi ku lemah karena cintaku padamu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jika cinta dia jujurlah padaku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tinggalkan aku disini tanpa senyumanmu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jika cinta dia ku coba mengerti&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mungkin kau bukan cinta sejati dihidupku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;whoaa...such a touching song!! ='(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                           &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                             &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bb78bde7c5d62dde" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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Ku lihat sungai itu sudah berubah...mungkin disebabkan banjir besar dulu...bisik hatiku. Namun begitu,ku lihat sungai itu kelihatan sangat tenang. Sangat mendamaikan dan sangat cantik. Aku terpegun seketika. Hatiku mula terubat. Ku susuri tebing-tebing sungai bersama hati yang gembira. Kemudian aku mengambil keputusan untuk duduk di atas sebuah batu besar. Petang yang mendamaikan,angin yang bertiup lembut..lagu yang berdendangan di telinga membuatkan aku terbuai seketika. Dahulu,sungai ini juga cantik. Airnya deras..berliku-liku dan jernih. Tapi,sekarang ianya lebih cantik. Lebih tenang. Tetapi masih jernih. Aku mula merangkak jauh ke dalam lamunanku. Mungkin hidup juga seperti sungai ini. Biarpun kita melalui hari-hari yang indah, dugaan dan cabaran tidak akan jemu bertandang. Dan setiap kali kita melepasi dugaan itu,kita akan menjadi semakin kuat. Semakin tabah. Hidup juga akan menjadi semakin bermakna. Aku bangun dan meneruskan perjalananku. Ku lihat ada satu kawasan di sepanjang sungai itu yang sangat menarik perhatianku. Aku tersenyum. Tidak tahu mengapa hatiku begitu terusik melihat keadaan seperti itu. Dan aku mengelamun kembali. Mungkin juga hidup ini seperti sungai. Apa sahaja musibah yang datang melanda, jika kita kuat dan teruskan perjalanan kita...kita akan temui sesuatu yang amat berharga. Sesuatu yang amat memberi makna dalam hidup kita. Lewat petang itu, ku titipkan kata-kata semangat buat diriku agar teruskan perjalanan hidup ini tidak kira betapa pahitnya pengalaman lalu. Kerana pahit itulah ubat yang akan menjanjikan kebahagiaan kelak.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-8462812951793011160?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/8462812951793011160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=8462812951793011160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8462812951793011160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8462812951793011160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2010/02/sungai-hidup.html' title='Sungai &amp; Hidup....'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-5390112020237766387</id><published>2010-02-05T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:37:47.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sumthing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;*Got dis simple story about luv from sum1...sory for copying without permission...huhuk but I really luv it...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Suatu pagi yang dingin, terjadilah satu perbualan antara seorang guru falsafah dan pelajarnya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;pelajar: guru, apakah erti cinta..?bagaimanakah saya boleh mendapatkannya...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;guru: ada sebuah ladang gandum yang luas didepan sana. berjalanlah kamu dan jangan sesekali kamu berundur. kemudian ambillah satu ranting. sekiranya kamu mendapati ranting tersebut sangat menakjubkan, ertinya kamu telah menemui cinta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;pelajar tersebut pun berjalan dan tidak berapa lama dia kembali dengan tangan yang kosong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;guru bertanya: mengapa kamu tidak membawa sebatang ranting pun...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;pelajar menjawab: saya hanya terpaksa memilih satu ranting saja, dan sewaktu berjalan saya tidak boleh mengundur kebelakang semula. sebenarnya saya telah berjumpa dengan satu ranting yang paling menakjubkan tapi saya tak tahu apakah yang akan menakjubkan di hadapan sana nanti, maka saya biarkan ranting itu lalu saya dapati tidak ada lagi ranting yang paling menakjubkan selain daripada yang saya lihat tadi. jadi saya tidak mengambil sebatang pun akhirnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;gurunya menjawab: ye, itu lah cinta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;dihari lainnya pula pelajar tersebut bertanya kepada gurunya, apa itu perkahwinan...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;guru: ada hutan yang subur didepan sana. berjalanlah kamu. tapi janganlah kamu sesekali mengundur kebelakang. tebanglah sepohon pokok saja. dan tebanglah jika kamu merasakan bahawa pohon tersebut adalah yang paling cantik,segar dan tinggi, kerana kamu telah menemukan apa itu perkahwinan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;pelajar tersebut pun berjalan, dan tidak berapa lama, dia datang semula dengan membawa sepohon kayu, walaupun pohon tersebut tidaklah berapa segar, cantik dan tinggi pada pandangan guru tersebut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;maka gurunya pun bertanya: mengapa kamu memotong pohon seperti ini....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;pelajar itu menjawab: sebab, berdasarkan pengalaman saya sebelum ini, sayahanya berjalan separuh daripada hutan tersebut dan saya takut akan kembali dengan tangan kosong. jadi saya mengambil kesempatan menebang pohon ini lalu dibawa kesini. pada pandangan saya ianya adalah pohon yang terbaik buat saya. saya tidak mahu kehilangannya atau menyesal kerana tidak memilihnya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;maka guru itu menjawab: itulah perkahwinan.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&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/8639216082484683893-5390112020237766387?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5390112020237766387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=5390112020237766387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5390112020237766387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5390112020237766387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2010/02/sumthing.html' title='Sumthing....'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-5283510328118179707</id><published>2010-01-21T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:05:45.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huhe~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;There are 4 questions of value in life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;What is sacred?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Of what is the spirit made?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;What is worth living for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;What is worth for dying for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;And the answer to each is the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Only&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;LOVE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love..the simple word with four letters that is very complicated but yet so wonderful. It is beautiful..and it hurts. It looks simple,but actually it is hard.It is usually comes unseen..but then we'll only realize it when it's gone. Love is like a book..the further we get into it...the more it makes sense to us. But in a condition,we must truly understand what is actually the story wanted to tell us. Men and women are very different creature yet fate to be together. As in love, difference doesn't mean you cannot loved or being loved.But it is the difference that actually makes your love stronger if both of you could go through it together. In love,it is better to know and be disappointed,than to not know and always wonder. Many people said that love is blind,for we never know to whom our love will fall. But the truth, love is not blind. It simply enables one to see things others fail to see. When you decide to love, make sure that you are fully strong enough and have the courage 'coz the journey of love is build with lots of stones.It is rough and full of obstacles.But once you survive,you'll get the happiness that others don't. When you decide to fall in love, don't waste your time to find a perfect lover. Human is imperfect, but with true love...you'll see the imperfect person perfectly and you'll be together in creating the perfect love. Love will always created many feelings to us. Sometimes we feel bad, sometimes we feel happy, sometimes we feel relax, sometimes we feel nothing, and there are times we feel the ignorance. All the bad feelings are just the root that takes to the better feeling if we can handle it wisely. Do believe in love if you wanna feel the sacred. It is impossible to fall out of love.Love is such a powerful emotion,that once it envelops you it does not depart. True love is eternal. Love yourself before you love another.By accepting yourself and fully being what you are,your simple presence can make others happy. &lt;/b&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/8639216082484683893-5283510328118179707?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5283510328118179707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=5283510328118179707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5283510328118179707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5283510328118179707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2010/01/huhe.html' title='Huhe~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-5955396363690046810</id><published>2010-01-12T15:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T15:21:00.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May you find serenity and tranquility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in a world you may not always understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May the pain you have known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the conflict you have experienced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;give you the strength to walk through life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;facing each new situation with courage and optimism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always know that there are those&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whose love and understanding will always be there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even when you feel most alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May a kind word,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a reassuring touch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a warm smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;be yours every day of your life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and may you give these gifts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as well as receive them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May the teachings of those you admire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;become part of you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so that you may call upon them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember, those whose lives you have touched&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and who have touched yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;are always a part of you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even if the encounters were less than you would have wished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is the content of the encounter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that is more important than its form.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May you not become too concerned with material matters,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but instead place immeasurable value&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on the goodness in your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Find time in each day to see beauty and love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in the world around you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Realize that what you feel you lack in one regard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you may be more than compensated for in another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What you feel you lack in the present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;may become one of your strengths in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May you see your future as one filled with promise and possibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Learn to view everything as a worthwhile experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May you find enough inner strength&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to determine your own worth by yourself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and not be dependent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on another's judgment of your accomplishments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May you always feel loved....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri, 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://emo.huhiho.com/set/minimo/6.gif" width="60" height="60" border="0" alt="http://emo.huhiho.com" title="http://emo.huhiho.com" /&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/8639216082484683893-5955396363690046810?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5955396363690046810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=5955396363690046810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5955396363690046810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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menangis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Kita hanya akan mula merenung...mula berfikir dan mula bermonolog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Bila tiba saat kita mula merenung jauh...kenangan pahit manis yg pernah singgah didalam hidup mula menerpa ruang ingatan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dan bila tiba saat itu...kita mula berfikir...adakah kenangan itu cukup untuk membuat kita gembira dan menghargai hidup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Atau..adakah kenangan itu cukup memberikan pengajaran kepada kita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Mungkin jugak kenangan itu yg memberi kekuatan agar kita terus melangkah ke hadapan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dan di saat itu jugak..hati mula berbicara...senyum bila melihat kenangan manis dan suka duka hidup yg pernah menghiasi kehidupan...namun..hati tetap akan merintih,pd kenangan sedih...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pada saat itu, hati mula menyimpan impian..untuk terus hidup pd kenangan manis yg memberi harapan..dan kenangan pahit yg memberi pengajaran... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-594301670857081365</id><published>2009-10-30T10:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:19:44.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving an imperfect person</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You learn to love, not by finding a perfect person,                        but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When we meet the right person to love, when we are at the right place at the right time, which is chance. When you meet, someone you are attracted to, that is not a choice. That is chance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being caught up in a moment and there is many couples who get together because of this are not a choice. That is also a chance. The difference is what happens afterward. When will you take that infatuation, that crush, that mind-blowing attraction to the next level?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That is when all sanity goes back, you sit down and contemplate whether you want to make this into a concrete relationship or just a fling. If you decide to love a person, even with his faults, that is not a chance. That is choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you choose to be with a person, no matter what, that is choice. Even if you know there are many people out there who are more attractive, smarter, and richer than your mate is, and yet, you decide to love your mate just the same, that is choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Infatuation, crushes, attraction comes to us by chance. However, true love that lasts is truly a choice. A choice that we make. Regarding soul mates, there is a beautiful movie quote that I believe is so true about this: “Fate brings you together, but it is still up to you to make it happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I do believe that soul mates do exist. That there is truly someone made for you. Nevertheless, it is still up to you to make the choice if you are going to do something about it or not. We may meet our soul mates by chance, but loving and staying with our soul mates is still a choice we have to make. We came to the world not by finding someone perfect to love…BUT to learn how to love an imperfect person perfectly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"The question of love is one that cannot be evaded. Whether or not you claim to be interested in it, from the moment you are alive you are bound to be concerned with love, because love is not just something that happens to you: It is a certain special way of being alive. Love is, in fact, an intensification of life, a completeness, a fullness, a wholeness of life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;There is no easy formula for determining right and wrong livelihood, but it is essential to keep the question alive. To return the sense of dignity and honor to manhood, we have to stop pretending that we can make a living at something that is trivial or destructive and still have sense of legitimate self-worth. A society in which vocation and job are separated for most people gradually creates an economy that is often devoid of spirit, one that frequently fills our pocketbooks at the cost of emptying our souls. It is impossible to fall out of love. Love is such a powerful emotion, that once it envelops you it does not depart. True love is eternal. If you think that you were once in love, but fell out of it, then it wasn't love you were in. 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color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Did u see those cute little things up there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Mereka nampak cute kn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But..it's not them dat I want to talk about here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Saya mahu bercerita mengenai perkara2 kecil yg kita selalu terlepas pandang sehingga ia menimbulkan pergaduhan dalam sesuatu perhubungan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Actually,I always heard about this quotes which is sounds similar like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Kita selalu memandang ringan kpd perkara yg remeh temeh,tp sbnrnya...perkara remeh mcm ini la puncanya sesuatu pergaduhan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And I do believe dat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Contohnya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;1st situation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/975/975747yav37kkmkm.gif" width="39" height="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy: Kan abg dh cakap Liverpool menang mlm ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl : Biarlah..laen kali Manu plak menang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy:Manu xkan menang dh season ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:Tau mane??Abg ni ahli nujum ke leh ramal2 cmtu?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy:Lor...dh org laki mmg peminat setia bola,mmg la tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:Habis tu pompuan ni ingat xde yg minat bola ke?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmm tgk..makin lama makin hangat,padahal benda kecik je pon..psl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOLA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;je...isk2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2nd situation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/975/975747yav37kkmkm.gif" width="39" height="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl: You,arini tema kaler ape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy: I think...we should wear red,ok x?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:Alaa..kan kite dh pakai baju merah last week. Purple plak la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy: Laa..purple kan kite janji nk pakai ari khamis,ni baru ari isnin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:xpe..tukar angin skali skala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy: *@^#%$(terpaksa bersetuju n muke sentiase ketat spnjg date)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Yg ni plak..pasal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KALER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;je pon nk gadoh...huhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;3rd situation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/975/975747yav37kkmkm.gif" width="39" height="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy:Tadi I minum kopi pekat..perghh!!sedap plak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:U minum kopi??KOPI??/kan doktor dh pesan jgn minum kopi lg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy:Xpe..I minum secawan je,pasni I x minum dh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl: Aritu pn u dh penah cakap cmni kn?tp minum jgk.Lantak u la kali ni..minum la smpai mampos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Errkkk???kdg2 pasal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KOPI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;pn ade yg bole gadoh cmtu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;4th situation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/975/975747yav37kkmkm.gif" width="39" height="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;xde idea la plak...ade sesape nk tmbh??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/635/635590w0xjbnq02c.gif" width="35" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;~~~Sekian~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/344/344207k927eh5sv6.gif" width="48" height="48" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-5434161901089187458?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5434161901089187458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=5434161901089187458&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5434161901089187458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/5434161901089187458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2009/10/perkara-kecil.html' title='&quot; Perkara Kecil &quot;'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-6484258524959838127</id><published>2009-10-20T21:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:56:17.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dolu2 and skrg...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actually...saya tengah membuat penjelajahan blog ketika saya mendapat tajuk ini untuk dijadikan tajuk entri saya pada kali ini. Tajuk ni ada sikit2 sama dengan tajuk that blogger punya entry, cuma diubah sedikit...and ketika saya membaca blog blogger itu, saya tersenyum sendirian sbb entry dia sgt mencuit hati...&lt;img src="http://emo.huhiho.com/set/tuzki/144.gif" alt="http://emo.huhiho.com" title="http://emo.huhiho.com" border="0" width="48" height="48" /&gt;bezanya..dalam entry dia tu,of coz she wrote about herself becoz it's her blog..n in my blog..I prefer to write about it in general..tihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saudara saudari sekalian....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingat lg x mase korg kecik2 dulu???mesti bnyk sgt pengalaman sweet,sour &amp;amp; bitter kn?Yelah,kalo nak kata sweet memory tu...masa beby2 kn kite slalu dicubit2, dipelok2,dicium2,ditimang2,dimanja2 n mcm2 la 'di' nye...sbb masa tu...kita ni kelihatan sgt cute to the max!Almaklomlaa...beby...&lt;img src="http://emo.huhiho.com/set/bobinini/49.gif" alt="http://emo.huhiho.com" title="http://emo.huhiho.com" border="0" width="80" height="75" /&gt;. Tapi x semua la sweet kn...of coz ada jgk yg bitter...Contohnya,mesti ada antara kita yg pernah dpt kemalangan kecik walopon mase beby2...ade 1 kes tu,c bapak tengah timang2 anak die..tggu punye tggu,anak die x turun2 jugak...laa...rupenye dh tesangkot kt kipas siling...isk2 sian..lps tu...ada lg 1 kes, parents tido lasak sgt..nak2 plak bwk beby tido skali kt katil...tgk2 beby tu dh tegolek kt bwh..uhuhu~~~pity beby..:D Kemudian, bila umur dah meningkat sedikit,dh boleh keluar main...mula la kita kenal kawan2. Masa tu, x kira boys or gurl...dua2 main sama2. Maen teng2 la...batu seremban la...buaian..jongkang jongkit..masak2 n yg paling bes skali maen KAWEN2!haha..haa korg2 pn mesti ada pglaman cmni kn?kn?alu la tu..&lt;img src="http://emo.huhiho.com/set/onion/59.gif" alt="http://emo.huhiho.com" title="http://emo.huhiho.com" border="0" width="50" height="50" /&gt;tihihihi agak2 korg ingat lg x 'psgn' korg mase tu?adakah dia maken santek or emcem skrg?or adakah dia sudah menjadi milik org laen?xpon...adakah anda masih bersama?kukikukikuki itu antara kngn manis la kn...dpt kawen free...x pyh mas kawen pon..hee tp ada lg kenangan pahit, mgkin ada di antara kita...gatal sgt pegi wat ala2 rodeo gtu kt dpn kerbau pak mat tempe kt tepi pantai,tup2..bontot jd mangse sondolan..huk2 haa..xpon..maybe ade yg suka kaco anak ayam..penutupnya,mak ayam kejar n kena patuk &lt;img src="http://emo.huhiho.com/set/onion/71.gif" alt="http://emo.huhiho.com" title="http://emo.huhiho.com" border="0" width="50" height="50" /&gt;menangis la jawabnye,pdn muke..hehe.Maybe zaman ni jgk,bermula la pglaman sour kite....contoh pglaman sour tu yg mcm ni, tgh bes2 mandi kt tali air..tibe2 mcm nk lemas...gabra gilee...tgn pon dh melambai2...pastu bole plak rse semacam je kt kaki...cesss..rupa2nya ditarik oleh kwn..huh!suspen je...&lt;img src="http://emo.huhiho.com/set/onion/74.gif" alt="http://emo.huhiho.com" title="http://emo.huhiho.com" border="0" width="50" height="50" /&gt;.Kemudian, zaman skolah.Hmm zaman ni mmg bes kn???tau sbb pe?mesti ada antara kite yg penah fall in leb ngan cekgu2 prektikel...auww kalo x fall pn...terlanggar sikit je busur cupid tu..wekeke xpon,ade yg dh ade part time job---&gt;posmen karat::::tugas utama menghantar surat2 senta kawan2.Hahahehe...ada kn?ada kn?And...masa ni jgk la kita slalu merungut psl cekgu garang la, cerewet la, sombong la...pastu mula la gosip sana sini(kalo skola rendah laki n pompuan join je skali..tp kalo skola mngah more to pompuan la..kukikuki). Masa ni jgk..kita kenal ramai kwn n kwn2 pon ramai knl kita..Yela,kita la yg paling macho or santek kononnye kt skola tu...&lt;img src="http://emo.huhiho.com/set/onion/22.gif" alt="http://emo.huhiho.com" title="http://emo.huhiho.com" border="0" width="50" height="50" /&gt; jd rebutan tau...propa u..haha..maybe ada jgk yg kurg menonjol masa skola..tp result exam2 besar..fuiyooo mengancam..&lt;img src="http://emo.huhiho.com/set/onion/40.gif" alt="http://emo.huhiho.com" title="http://emo.huhiho.com" border="0" width="50" height="50" /&gt;pdhal masa cekgu mngajar asek tido...nk wat cmne..dh genius kn..tihihi pastu..bile dh besar ni,ala2 umo skrg....tringat plak zaman muda2 dulu...kdg2 ada antara kite yg nk patah blk untuk betolkan kesilapan...ada antara kite yg nk patah balik sbb gagal upsr,pmr,spm or what so ever.Ada jugak antara kita yg tringin nk patah balik sbb masa kecik2 dulu kalo nk benda sume dpt.And ada jugak yg nk patah balik sbb nk bersame dgn 'psgn' kawen olok2 die dulu..tihihi..tp..pape pon..kite jd manusia skrg ni sbb pengajaran n pengalaman yg kite dpt dari mase lalu kn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; So hargai masa skrg anda ye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;So saudara n saudari sekalian...marilah kita sama2 berkongsi crita suka duka..Sharing is caring n loving kn..hehe mane la tau korg ade memory sweet sour n bitter yg besh..bole senyom2 ilangkan stress...:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;table table table td { vertical-align: top; !important; }&lt;br /&gt;span.blacktext12 { visibility: visible !important; background-image: url('http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/365/365634ruvpqmirb5.png'); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-position: center center; background-color: transparent; font-size: 0px; letter-spacing: -0.5px; width: 435px; height: 75px; display: block !important; }&lt;br /&gt;span.blacktext12 img { display: none; }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/664/664789c6oez1lkq4.gif" border="0" width="50" height="36" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-6484258524959838127?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/6484258524959838127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=6484258524959838127&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6484258524959838127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6484258524959838127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2009/10/dolu2-and-skrg.html' title='Dolu2 and skrg...'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-4048494823909997699</id><published>2009-10-16T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:02:32.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wierdy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sum1 found this thing in Thai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/Sth7nEgWWkI/AAAAAAAAAoA/VCgxpE9Gjck/s1600-h/B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/Sth7nEgWWkI/AAAAAAAAAoA/VCgxpE9Gjck/s320/B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393196464930708034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/Sth7jVGeV8I/AAAAAAAAAn4/yLJwkq9_cR0/s1600-h/B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/Sth7jVGeV8I/AAAAAAAAAn4/yLJwkq9_cR0/s320/B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393196400666105794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmm..betol ke ek?terasa ingin ke sana pulak untuk melihat keajaiban yg diciptakan oleh Allah SWT ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ihsan dari www.tanyasifu.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/439/439346s7bxjh5pk9.gif" width="48" height="48" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-4048494823909997699?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/4048494823909997699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=4048494823909997699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/4048494823909997699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/4048494823909997699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2009/10/wierdy.html' title='Wierdy...'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/Sth7nEgWWkI/AAAAAAAAAoA/VCgxpE9Gjck/s72-c/B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-8115201140453650922</id><published>2009-10-16T12:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:16:57.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~Salty Coffee~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;He met her at a party. She was so outstanding,                        many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody                        paid attention to him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;At the end of the party, he invited her to                        have coffee with him, she was surprised but due to being                        polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he                        was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable,                        and she thought to herself, "Please, let me go home..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Suddenly he asked the waiter, "Would                        you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."                        Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red                        but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She                        asked him curiously, "Why you have this hobby?"                        He replied, "When I was a little boy, I lived near                        the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste                        of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now                        every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my                        childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much,                        I miss my parents who are still living there." While                        saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.                        That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A                        man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man                        who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of                        home... Then she also started to speak, spoke about her                        faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful                        beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found                        that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he                        had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such                        a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty                        coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love                        story, the princess married to the prince, and then they                        were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee                        for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's                        the way he liked it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;After 40 years, he passed away, left her a                        letter which said, "My dearest, please forgive me,                        forgive my whole life's lie. This was the only lie I said                        to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated?                        I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar,                        but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just                        went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our                        communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times                        in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised                        not to lie to you for anything... Now I'm dying, I afraid                        of nothing so I tell you the truth, I don't like the salty                        coffee, what a strange bad taste... But I have had the salty                        coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel                        sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my                        biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the                        second time, still want to know you and have you for my                        whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee                        again."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday,                        someone asked her, "What's the taste of salty coffee?"                        She replied, "It's sweet."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is not                        to forget but to forgive, not to see but understand, not                        to hear but to listen, not to let go but HOLD ON!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1726/1726182u7hov42w2s.gif" border="0" width="187" height="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-8115201140453650922?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/8115201140453650922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=8115201140453650922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8115201140453650922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/8115201140453650922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2009/10/salty-coffee.html' title='~~~Salty Coffee~~~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-6772904234232804597</id><published>2009-10-16T11:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:04:00.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree:::Leaf:::Wind:::</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/998/998238llrs4zw04d.gif" border="0" width="180" height="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=== &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The reason I'm called tree is because I'm good at painting                        trees. Overtime I start to use a tree on the right hand                        corner as a trademark for all my watercolors painting. I                        have dated 5 girls when I was in Pre-U. There's one girl who                        I love a lot but never dare to go after her. She doesn't have                        a pretty face, doesn't have a good figure, doesn't have                        outstanding charm. She is just a very ordinary gal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I like her. I really like her. Like her innocent, like                        her frankness. Like her cuteness, like her intelligence                        and her fragility. Reason for not going after her is because                        I felt somebody so ordinary like her is not a good match                        for me. I'm also afraid that after we are together all the                        good feelings will vanish. I'm also afraid other's gossips                        will hurt her. I felt that if she's my girl, she will be                        mine ultimately &amp;amp; I don't have to give up everything                        just for her. The last reason, made her accompany me for                        3 years. She watch me chase after girls, and I have make                        her heart cry for 3 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She wants to be a good actress and I'm a very demanding                        director. When I kissed my 2nd girlfriend, she bumped into                        us. She was embarrassed but smile &amp;amp; say "Go on!"                        before running off. The next day, her eyes was swollen like                        a walnut. I purposely didn't want to think about what causes                        her to cry but laugh at her the whole day. When everybody                        go back home, she was alone crying in the classroom. She                        didn't know that I returned from soccer training to get                        something. I watch her cry for an hour or so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My 4th girlfriend didn't like her. There was once when                        both of them quarreled. I know that based on her character                        she's not the type that will start off the quarrel. But                        I still sided with my girlfriend. I shouted at her and her                        eyes was filled shocked. I didn't care about her feelings                        and walked off with my girlfriend. The next day, she still                        laugh &amp;amp; joke with me like nothing has ever happened.                        I know that she's very hurt but she didn't know that my                        heart ache is as bad as hers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I broke up with my 5th girlfriend, I asked her out.                        After going out for a day, I told her that I have something                        to tell her. She told me that coincidentally, she has something                        to tell me too. I told her about my break up and she told                        me about her getting together. I know whose the guy. He                        has been going after her for quite a while. A very cute                        guy full of energy, lively and interesting. His pursuit                        for her has been the talk of the school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can't show her my heart ache but could only smile &amp;amp;                        congratulate her. When I reach home, the heart ache is so                        strong that I can't stand it. It's like a heavy weighted                        stone on my chest. I couldn't breath. Wanted to shout but                        can't. Tears rolled down &amp;amp; I broke down &amp;amp; cry. How                        many times have I seen her cry for the man that doesn't                        acknowledge her presence too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;During graduation, I read a sms in my hp. It was send 10                        days ago when I broke down and cry. I haven't read it since                        then. It says "Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit.                        Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/464/464370mbw0hr7njg.gif" border="0" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=== &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;During Pre-U days, I like to collect leaves. Why? Because                        I felt that for a leaf to leave the tree she has been relying                        on for so long it takes a lot of courage. During the 3 years                        of Pre-U I was on very close terms with a guy. Not BGR kind                        but as buddy kind. But when he had his 1st girlfriend, I                        learnt a feeling I never should have learnt - Jealousy.                        The sourness in the heart can't be describe by using a lemon.                        It's like 100 rotten sour lemon. Sourness to the extreme                        limit. They were only together for 2 months. When they broke                        up, I hide my strong sense of happiness. But after a month,                        he got together with another girl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I like him &amp;amp; I know he like me. But why won't he pursue                        me? Since he love me why he doesn't want to make the first                        move? Whenever he had a new girlfriend, my heart would hurt.                        Time after time, my heart was hurt. I begin to suspect that                        this is a one sided love. If he don't like he, why does                        he treat me so well. It's beyond what you will normally                        do for a friend. Liking a person is very heart wrenching.                        I can know his likes, his habits. But his feelings towards                        me I can never figure out. You can't expect me a girl to                        ask him right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Despite that, I still want to be by his side. Care for                        him, accompany him, love him. Hoping that one fine day,                        he will come &amp;amp; love me. It's like waiting for his phone                        call every night, wanting him to send me sms. I know that                        no matter how busy he is, he will make time for me. Because                        of this, I waited for him. The 3 years were the hardest                        to go through &amp;amp; I really want to give up. Sometimes,                        I wonder should I continue waiting. The pain and hurt, the                        dilemma accompany me for 3 years. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Till the end of my 3rd year, a 2nd year junior begins to                        go after me. Everyday he pursuit me relentlessly. From outright                        rejection to a point in time when I felt that I'm willing                        to let him have a small footing in my heart. He's like a                        warm &amp;amp; gentle wind, trying to blow a leaf away from                        the tree. In the end, I realized that I didn't want to give                        this wind a small footing in my heart. I know this wind                        will bring this badly battered leave far away &amp;amp; better                        land. Finally I left tree, but the tree only smile &amp;amp;                        didn't ask me to stay. Leaf departure is because of Wind                        pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/916/916619il23f2u9ss.gif" border="0" width="80" height="147" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;==== &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; I like a girl called leaf. Because she's so dependent                        on tree so I have to be a gust wind. A wind that will blow                        her away. When I first met her, it was 1 month after I transfer                        to the new school. I saw a petite person looking at my seniors                        &amp;amp; me playing soccer. During ECA time, she will always                        be sitting there. Be it alone or with her friends looking                        at him. When he talks with girls there's jealousy in her                        eyes. When he looked at her, there's a smile in her eyes.                        Looking at her became my habit. Just like she likes to look                        at him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;One day, she didn't appear. I felt something amissed. I                        can't explain the feeling except it's a kind of uneasiness.                        The senior was also not there as well. I went to their classroom,                        hid outside and saw my senior scolding her. Tears were in                        her eyes while he left. The next day, I saw her at her usual                        place, looking at him. I walked over and smiled to her.                        Took out a note &amp;amp; gave to her. She was surprised. She                        looked at me, smiled &amp;amp; accept the note. The next day,                        she appeared &amp;amp; pass me a note and left. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Leaf's heart is too heavy and wind couldn't blow her away                      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;It's not that leaf heart is too heavy. It because leaf                        never want to leave tree I replied her note with this statement and slowly she started                        to talk to me &amp;amp; accept my presents &amp;amp; phone calls.                        I know that the person she loves is not me. But I have this                        perseverance that one day I will make her like me. Within                        4 months, I have declared my love for her no less than 20                        times. Every time, she will divert away from the topic.                        But I never give up. If I decide I want her to be mine,                        I will definitely use all means to win her over. I can't                        remember how many times I have declared my love to her.                        Although I know she will try to divert but I still bear                        a small ray of hope. Hoping that she will agree to me my                        girlfriend. I didn't hear any reply from her over the phone.                        I asked "what are you doing? How come you didn't want                        to reply?" She said, "I'm nodding my head".                        "Ah?" I couldn't believe my ears. "I'm nodding                        my head" She replied loudly. I hang up the phone, quickly                        changed and took a taxi and rush to her place &amp;amp; press                        her door bell. During the moment when she opens the door.                        I hugged her tightly. Leaf departure is because of Wind                        pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-6772904234232804597?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/6772904234232804597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=6772904234232804597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6772904234232804597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/6772904234232804597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2009/10/treeleafwind.html' title='Tree:::Leaf:::Wind:::'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-3766280266421260190</id><published>2009-10-15T15:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T15:48:34.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee~~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/StbTl4RD4PI/AAAAAAAAAnw/pXwAWX9xHsk/s1600-h/keyart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/StbTl4RD4PI/AAAAAAAAAnw/pXwAWX9xHsk/s320/keyart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392730251535311090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Can't wait to see this film. Seems like very attractive n interesting...+ lovely...huhehuhehuhe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8639216082484683893-3766280266421260190?l=fairy-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/3766280266421260190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8639216082484683893&amp;postID=3766280266421260190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3766280266421260190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8639216082484683893/posts/default/3766280266421260190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairy-heart.blogspot.com/2009/10/weee.html' title='Weee~~~~'/><author><name>Fairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139741716714537528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/TUooNE173-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/5Qq-vmBLs0g/s220/o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/StbTl4RD4PI/AAAAAAAAAnw/pXwAWX9xHsk/s72-c/keyart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639216082484683893.post-5140344715666375464</id><published>2009-10-14T20:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T20:46:27.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurmmm...Aimless~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kdg2..kite terpikir jugak...nak jadi ape ye pas abis blja ni?Dari dulu smpai skrg persoalan ni sentiasa bermain di fikiran. Bila org tanya pn sama..speechless...xtau nak jawab..Dulu, msa kecik2..punya la beriya2 nk jadi Guru...(ikut mama la kononnya). Tapi,x lama lepas tu..tiba2 rasa macam nak jadi Polis plak. Pastu...berubah plak...jadi Artis(weee~~~ada ati jugak tuh). Then, x lama...tukar lagi..nak jadi Architecture(kukikuki).Pastu...tukar lagi..jadi Interior Designer plak..(adoiyaii) macam2 la..Walaupun skrg ni kite amik kos TESL..tp,kite mmg x minat sgt jadi Cekgu &gt;_&lt; walopon org kata, kerja cikgu tu merupakan kerja paling mulia di dunia ini. Huhu..I do agree about tha,but I have my own ambition...n i really hope I could achieve that dream. I really wanna be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/StXHEYucakI/AAAAAAAAAno/f2chODj7T-k/s1600-h/30540774-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/StXHEYucakI/AAAAAAAAAno/f2chODj7T-k/s320/30540774-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392435007016692290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Housewife bejaya"???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmmm...bukan3....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/StXClzuY-II/AAAAAAAAAnY/t8gL_sU10CY/s1600-h/cleaner_cartoon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/StXClzuY-II/AAAAAAAAAnY/t8gL_sU10CY/s320/cleaner_cartoon.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392430083641768066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;"Window cleaner yg berjaya" (nanti bole join CUCI CUCI SERVICES..tihihi~~~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ermmm...lulus ke nnti interview?Dh la gayat...Lupakan je la...huk2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/StXDX67h_dI/AAAAAAAAAng/I3M0IZxTcy4/s1600-h/ist2_5289802-money-daydream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tYO7kwCDB2c/StXDX67h_dI/AAAAAAAAAng/I3M0IZxTcy4/s320/ist2_5289802-money-daydream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392430944569392594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="fo
