<?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-6175737401213434453</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:55:21.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're invisible;    invisible to me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-5209417563907551037</id><published>2010-11-29T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T23:08:49.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random post :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:8.33333px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;assalamualaikum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Conceit describes the tendency of muslims who are people of overbearing arrogance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:8.33333px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'What they had not attained they supposed they had attained, what they had not understood they supposed they had understood'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In every area of human activity, arrogance is an impediment to growth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;History teaches that arrogance is the beginning of decline for both individuals and organisations."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the way that islam will perish - its castle of arrogance will be destroyed from within by its own﻿ soldiers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; padding-bottom: 0.25em; "&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/6175737401213434453-5209417563907551037?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/5209417563907551037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/5209417563907551037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/11/random-post.html' title='random post :)'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-5535158197346808390</id><published>2010-04-09T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T08:06:20.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl I Used To Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;assalamualaikum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I tell myself that everything's going to be ok,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;that there is no reason for all this pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The time it took to change, the time it took to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;see all those mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The life I had, I can't have back. The choices I made,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;affected me in all those ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The mistakes I made have not been forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The tears I shed, the sounds I made, the feelings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;that left me feeling in a different way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yet I can't see why these tears feel so unreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm not the same, my words are unsaid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What I hide, is buried deep inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To know, to love, to breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It hurts to know that I'll never be the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl I used to be. The one that would always laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the one that you knew would always be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The feeling is real, the truth is sealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I cry in the dark, cuz I know I cut too deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The blood is like the rain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;in every way it drifts away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The scars are real, but the wounds in the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;are another mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you only knew what I've been through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;or maybe you could take a walk in my shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm not fake, I'm not a doll,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just don't think I'm the same in any way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So where did my soul go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why did I ever let it runaway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What happened to that girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The one that could make you laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the one that would always take you out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What happened to that girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cuz I'm lost without her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm no longer me, the mistakes changed me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but did they change her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If only I would know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-5535158197346808390?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/5535158197346808390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/5535158197346808390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/04/girl-i-used-to-be.html' title='The Girl I Used To Be'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-4413212035806941930</id><published>2010-02-27T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T15:16:44.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V is very very extraordinary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;ive always have had this thing where sometimes i cant express myself when im happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;my dictionary gets down to zero and the only word to describe myself is just happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;the happier i am, the lesser i write, and even if i write or tried to express how happy i am, it just doesnt come out right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;the times when i write most are usually when im troubled by double thoughts( which are usually not necessary) or plain unhappiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;and.. my happy posts are usually those entries only i know whatever has happened kinda entries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;so today i turned 19. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-4413212035806941930?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/4413212035806941930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/4413212035806941930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/02/assalamualaikum-ive-always-have-had.html' title='V is very very extraordinary'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-8809978190719493144</id><published>2010-02-19T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:26:27.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;assalamualaikum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;few months back, someone that i was, would have done a lot more than this person that i am today. i think i used to be a much better friend to you than i am today. but it goes the same for you too. but lets just put it this way, ive grown to be such a selfish person who thinks about myself more now than i ever did. but isnt it true when they said, life goes about this way, to put yourself before others. i think you taught me alot on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&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=" line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;actually the point is, i could have given you the assurance(even if you dont need it) that i think you need but i am not going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;and ..&lt;br /&gt;my eye prolly twitched for the first reason yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;this shouldnt be happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep this whole thing off.&lt;br /&gt;with sleep comes forgetfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-8809978190719493144?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/8809978190719493144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/8809978190719493144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/02/assalamualaikum-few-months-back-someone.html' title='the feeling'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-9091477715075824424</id><published>2010-02-16T15:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T16:43:12.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ideal Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;To find an ideal man that i want to spend the rest of my life arent that easy...its true like wad Sister Rima told some of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;She said,"how much of homework have u done before you are really commit with someone that you think you love them and wants to settle down with that man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And she said,"don't because you love that man,u go n have sex with them.they so called 'bribed' you by saying,if u love me,u must sleep with me.and you also so stupid lah,u sleep with him.ya lah,too handsome right,cannot afford to lose him.even so you will marry that man,your marriage wont last long.of course lah,before marriage u only know how to sleep with him.you dont even really know him well.NO WONDER LAH DIVORCE RATE SO HIGH NOW!" hahahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;True enough what she said,i mean..if you really love someone,you wont take advantage of the person right?Its no longer a flabbergasted issue nowadays.I sometimes wonder,do they really know the true meaning of love??what do they understand by going around sleeping with their partner which to them it is a signed of love.Or perhaps,by doing this they trying to prove their partner their fidelity.CRAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Oh Allah, please forgive all my sins throughout my life.And also to all my muslim friends who have commited sins in their life.. AMIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;As for me,i would like to find someone who have this criteria:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;1)creating a solid,sincere &amp;amp; understanding muslim family. Reigned respect,love,commitment,mental tranquillity &amp;amp; happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;2)whose slogan is:religion is sincerity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;3)whose goal is:a right education for my 'children'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;4)whose reference is:the Qur'an ,the sunnah of the sayings of the worthy ancestors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;5)whose aspiration is:that they will be called on the Day Of Judgement to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;enter paradise,you and your wive in happiness. trays of gold &amp;amp; cups will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;be passed round them(there will be) therein all that the one's inner-selves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;could desire,all that the eyes could delight in,and you'll abide therein forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(Az-Zukhrul:70-71)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;6)whose model is:the prophet(s.a.w),his companions,the followers &amp;amp; those who follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;his footsteps with sincerity till the Day Of Judgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Its not easy to find someone special with this criteria.Even if there is,will he able to accept who i am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6175737401213434453-9091477715075824424?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/9091477715075824424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/9091477715075824424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/02/ideal-man.html' title='Ideal Man'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-7916114988562912495</id><published>2010-02-07T21:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:16:30.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but im only human</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;assalamualaikum&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;shouldn't take it too hard, since we can never please everyone around us.&lt;br /&gt;should just breathe and admit that i do have a selfish vein in me.&lt;br /&gt;talk about being insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;if there were images of life in choronological order, i wouldnt have recognized myself in some of them.&lt;br /&gt;boy, was i such a mess at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever looked back and wished you hadnt acted the way you did to people around you. when i said people, in this context i meant the people i often overlooked had a part to play in my life. sometimes i think i steer too much to a certain side and i forgot .. life's a circle. i'm in the middle and the rest makes up the full circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets get a grip and look at the positive things now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-7916114988562912495?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7916114988562912495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7916114988562912495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/02/but-im-only-human.html' title='but im only human'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-7971751631099737603</id><published>2010-02-06T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:28:48.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life as it is</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;assalamualaikum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sneaking in this short entry before major updates, in a few days time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much fun do you have to be in to claim that you have lived your life to the fullest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much energy have to be taken off from you to know that you are living your life and definitely not wasting any seconds of what you are left with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or do we measure 'life to the fullest' with how much we've achieved throughout the years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crawling back home at 3am literally drained from every energy you have and falling back on your bed sleeping the mornings away and waking up and repeating the whole cycle of fun fun fun and more fun, how much life can we actually get out of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or do i have to fill up this page with thousands of photos to literally show and proclaim that i am living my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i should learn the 'art' of facebooking and start superpoking people or whatnots what? vampire? give a hug? i dont know all this f.book. now is that living my life? or friendster? i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i have to show/write out the fact that everyday i am living my life? i mean its okay right if i dont? what do i lose if i dont blog about who i went out with? who im with right now? who what where how why? its okay right? its not about personal/ private matters that im not sharing it with the world. i do i do tell the close ones about whats happening everyday in my life. and i love sharing it with them. it doesnt make me less of an interesting person just because i dont blog much about personal stuffs right? or maybe i dont even blog that much now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know for now. but i am sure that i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; learning to live my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; not to the fullest for now but yes, i am enjoying my life right now. the simplest joy that i can ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know much&lt;br /&gt;but i can tell you right now i have wonderful wonderful family and friends/bestfriends/girlfriends/schoolfriends who have been with me throughout my life and i love them so&lt;br /&gt;much. and i appreciate them being there for me and watching me grow up.&lt;br /&gt;and i make it known to them that i do care so much for them because what the world needs right now is l.o.v.e from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact that i talk, i talk alot to people around me and with that i learn alot , i gain more than i can ever ask for. friendships and two cents worth of thoughts. and life lessons. and the fact that i am beginning to love the ambiguity of life.&lt;br /&gt;and how its forming around me.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, the fact that i end my day/nights with hugs from the people i last meet everyday. and yes, the fact that i have time for myself to learn to love myself even more.&lt;br /&gt;and the most important fact that i love is that i go home most nights with my heart at ease and i can fall asleep easily and push aside all my worries and just climb to my bed after a really good shower and end the night with a good book/dvd/movie/tvshows or perhaps a good convo with someone via the msn/phone/sms.&lt;br /&gt;or that i flip through photos and smile to myself because i get reminded of the so much fun i had that day with my loved ones. even if the photos were taken so long ago. and that i get reminded of good ol' days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that im learning to cope with days that are just my off days. i do have terrible days where i dont end my nights with what i said in the prev sentence. and i still do get heartaches and get all crushed up because of unexpected things that fall in my way. and when these days happen i do cry myself to sleep at night or even cry my walk back home. i do get all sappy listening to sad sad songs. i still fear so many things in my life. some days my self esteem get so low that i prolly just want to stay home the whole day. and much much more terrible stuffs. and these days dont just happen for one day, sometimes it lasts for weeks. some nights, it still hurts a lil that ive lost some people in my life and everytime i think of them the only thing i can do is just wish them well. and i do get lonely days/nights where you feel so miserable that you have to go through such agony. but its ok right? we all go through this right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, this girl that i am&lt;br /&gt;i still have alot to discover about myself and with the much stuffs that have been happening this past few years, ive learned to love and hate some things/qualities in me. and i am learning to be a much better person that i was yesterday to finally say that i have lived my life to the fullest. and the mystery word alongside L.I.F.E would be L.O.V.E. who knows what these two words actually mean. most dictionaries are prolly wrong when it comes to these two. what life and love can do to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot more years to come, expect the unexpected coz the unexpected is what makes life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-7971751631099737603?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7971751631099737603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7971751631099737603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-as-it-is.html' title='life as it is'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-1007280289006713816</id><published>2010-01-23T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:32:13.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For what it's worth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can make the best or the worst out of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I hope you live a life you're proud of. If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again. And I really hope life will treat you kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; padding-bottom: 0.25em; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="post-footer" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: right; "&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/6175737401213434453-1007280289006713816?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/1007280289006713816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/1007280289006713816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hopes_23.html' title='i hope(s)'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-2666835356202435024</id><published>2009-10-23T10:42:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T10:54:56.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random qoute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"the desire to take medicine is perhaps the greatest feature which distinguishes man from animal"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/6175737401213434453-2666835356202435024?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/2666835356202435024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/2666835356202435024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/10/assalamualaikum-fine-quatation-is.html' title='random qoute'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-7925669190862364256</id><published>2009-10-17T00:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T10:23:48.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 17pxfont-family:Verdana;font-size:48;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:small;color:#ffffff;"&gt;assalamuailaikum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:small;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know how we always leave it to small talk to get the conversation going during a meeting with someone or a group of people or anything like it. even though some would prefer to remain silent , but to each his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would usually opt for the small talk option on most occasions&lt;br /&gt;but apparently i avoid having the chit chat sessions with cab drivers especially when im alone in the cab. i dont understand why, because as everyone would have known, cab drivers do know their stuff, in fact they do have ample of knowledge about topics like politics, the young vs old generation and .. almost anything you can actually think of, thus u can learn a whole lot from them within a few mins ride. worth your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i get really silent in cabs and only make the polite laughter and occasional acknowledgment grunts. the only time i remembered having a conversation with them was this one time when i went home from camp to get some stuff and that was it. i remembered it being a good convo about how now housewives prefer to work part-time and him asking my opinion on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is the fact that i dont get the full frontal face to face convo with him but he gets to do so, with the help of the mirrors. he can see me but i can only see ..his head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have had this weird experience once , the driver turned to me and let go of the steering wheel and asked me " how.. scared or not? " .. that freaked me out but i got over it.. because apparently he just wanted to make a joke or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just thought that today's cab to fidah's place is worth mentioning thus leading to this entry. 4pm at sembawang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but but my fave cab rides would def be the night rides and the driver tuned in to class 95.."uncle turn left and go straight right to the end" and i remembered how the songs on the radio would coincide with how i felt for that night. lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-7925669190862364256?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7925669190862364256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7925669190862364256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/10/small-talk.html' title='small talk'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-458373988309742131</id><published>2009-10-13T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T20:18:21.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is just me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;assalamuailaikum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;sometimes i feel like i need to figure things out for myself first before everything else. i need to sit down again and re-think. few months ago i had different priorities in mind and right now i feel that i have to sort my priorities again, for the better of me. a little step back out of my comfort zone, and actually learn to see things from a different point of view. but truth be told today, i say today for the longest time i heard bells ringing in my head telling me "god as, what are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if this is fear that im having to deal with. but it might have got to do with my subconscious mind reminding me slow down girl, slow down.&lt;br /&gt;but there's another part of me telling me i need to settle things within myself first. the one thing that have been bugging me for so long, is just what's next for me? what do i do where do i go how do i go about doing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels like im at this junction where i have to cross over a huge river knowing that the hurdle is the cross over but its not going to end there. there's an even greater journey for me to handle after the hurdle, leaving behind the past hurdles before the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a literal way of putting things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-458373988309742131?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/458373988309742131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/458373988309742131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-just-me.html' title='this is just me'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-8038880531897621776</id><published>2009-10-13T01:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T01:58:06.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CHOICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamuailaikum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lagging behind will definitely be the greatest drawback ever.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm definitely prepared to crawl my way up slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it means I'm going to start rock bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be worth it &amp;amp; that's a huge risk I'm willing to take.&lt;br /&gt;I'm relentless, trust me on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah, if god's willing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-8038880531897621776?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/8038880531897621776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/8038880531897621776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/10/choice.html' title='THE CHOICE'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-4930699481541523604</id><published>2009-08-23T20:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:37:55.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;assalamualaikum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's been million of years since I updated my blog. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, for the few months many things has happened. Pleasant And unpleasant. Happy and sad. But I've learnt alot. So much that I felt that my life has changes. To a better I guess?(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's like a roller coaster ride! I feel like getting my butts off when I'm experiencing 'the train Zooming down'. It's definately not a good feeling. It's scary n puking. And it seems like is never ending. Just kept on zooming and zooming down. Without having a thought for the 'passagers'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Indeed, life is like a roller coaster. Once we board it, we can't stop until the end of the ride. There are times we enjoy during the ride, going up, moving forward fast n steadily and swiftly but there are times where the ride goes all the way down. And during the ride, we will get to experience lots of feelings. Just like life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I read a book just now. It says: knowing how to Control fear is power. Precisely! Life is full of fearful experience! But we must know how to take control over it and not let it to take control over our life! Amazing. Isn't it?!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-4930699481541523604?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/4930699481541523604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/4930699481541523604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back.html' title='im back!!'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-7000762947745487714</id><published>2009-03-20T13:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T13:38:06.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;dearest sweetheart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JESIE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and and happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;belated birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; to my bestest bestfren shaiful.i wish u yesterday already,but i just want to make it official through my blog.hahas.n btw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;shaiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;,dun forget this monday k.*winkswinks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-7000762947745487714?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7000762947745487714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7000762947745487714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-dearest-sweetheart-jesie.html' title=''/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-7571935832132317745</id><published>2009-03-19T08:49:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:35:25.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;assalamualaikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;finally,i got the time to summarise my trip to KL with the other 3 girls.one word that i will describe the trip=AWESOME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;seriously,there are too many pictures to upload.so,i compiled all of them together according to the event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;it all started with monday night.ain and i went to sleepover kak azie's n kak shasha's hse cz it will be easier for cik rosli to send us the next morning.that night instead of getting some rest,we did a movie marathon.step nk countdown lah.excited u know.how should i put it,the whole trip is all about sushi n purple colour madness.3/4 days of our trip,we ate sushi.n we are not talking about 5-10 plates of sushi.more than 18 plates.credits to sushi king which located just beside our hotel n sakae sushi.sooner or later,our face will look like sushi.about purple,the four of us bought some clothes with purple colour.whats up with the purple seh."purple affair" i guess.hahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and,not forgetting our own version of pyjamas party.or should i say baju butterfly party.funny lah.n every night we will dance.with the 1st night,bangra dance.followed by traditional dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;this is what happened when the four of us get together.MADNESS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the rest,i will just let the pictures do the talking aites.ohya,our ladies night at tagine restaurant..it was super nice.i love that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-monday night/tues morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGdfEWHuxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UnIYspGzQoE/s1600-h/photo+edit+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGdfEWHuxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UnIYspGzQoE/s320/photo+edit+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314702192341924626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-otw to kl,with only the four of us+one korean man in the bus.gerek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGdsZz1NtI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vI7X8ItM4Ms/s1600-h/photo+edit+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGdsZz1NtI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vI7X8ItM4Ms/s320/photo+edit+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314702421441984210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-3/4 days of eating sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGd5ZuxS5I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Rw3nvrLvQkU/s1600-h/photo+edit+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGd5ZuxS5I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Rw3nvrLvQkU/s320/photo+edit+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314702644759055250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-camwhoring n our "baju butterfly party"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGeJjBDOFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PE8RluWGbE4/s1600-h/photo+edit+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGeJjBDOFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PE8RluWGbE4/s320/photo+edit+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314702922129553490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-at tagine;theres hummus,mutabal,naan,tagine kofta,creme caramel,pastilla chick,mixed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; seafood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGeZICYEbI/AAAAAAAAAJU/M7CQoFZBGIs/s1600-h/photo+edit+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGeZICYEbI/AAAAAAAAAJU/M7CQoFZBGIs/s320/photo+edit+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314703189765263794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-@ tagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGep0iTEFI/AAAAAAAAAJc/1XAAj1i8-SM/s1600-h/photo+edit+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGep0iTEFI/AAAAAAAAAJc/1XAAj1i8-SM/s320/photo+edit+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314703476588220498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGe2xaCC8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/1n6-Xoglw9w/s1600-h/photo+edit+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGe2xaCC8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/1n6-Xoglw9w/s320/photo+edit+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314703699086543810" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGfCfGeU1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/O8bC3W4mU1Q/s1600-h/photo+edit+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGfCfGeU1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/O8bC3W4mU1Q/s320/photo+edit+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314703900331103058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGe2xaCC8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/1n6-Xoglw9w/s1600-h/photo+edit+6.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-otw back to spore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGfP02UevI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dKlOeER_JvU/s1600-h/photo+edit+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGfP02UevI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dKlOeER_JvU/s320/photo+edit+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314704129507228402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-them who made this trip an awesome one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGdSVUeqNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/-os4c3N5ILU/s1600-h/photo+edit+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGdSVUeqNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/-os4c3N5ILU/s320/photo+edit+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314701973560142034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-for memory.hehes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGfw8aZ9CI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ZkRwtw70Ra8/s1600-h/photo+edit+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGfw8aZ9CI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ZkRwtw70Ra8/s320/photo+edit+10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314704698473313314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-7571935832132317745?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7571935832132317745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7571935832132317745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/assalamualaikum-finallyi-got-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScGdfEWHuxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UnIYspGzQoE/s72-c/photo+edit+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-450379206927189277</id><published>2009-03-18T08:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:53:09.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;assalamualaikum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to babysit nils again because his parents got some exhibition at expo.this time,i went alone coz mom had to settle some stuff at hdb toa payoh.i left his hse arnd 10pm n reached wdlns int roughly 1110pm.n guess who i saw.its ms uma. YES!! ms uma devi.i was so shocked when i saw her at this hour.so,guess what she's wearing?-right,the leopard/sunflower shirt.the same old shirt.chat with her few mins.she told me it is a long story on why she still here at this hour where she should be at home already.gosh,pity her lah.still remember when she's my form teacher frm sec 3-5...my class always made her angry.the first thing she came to class,she will start shouting.hahas,miss that! reached home,took a bathe,n went straight to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;n sorry bestfren,shaiful,when u text me,i already snoring.hahas.nie mesti case tk boleh tido,dats why u text me.i know you too well *winkwink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScBFpKRRjmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/K-vgFyzgdYo/s1600-h/17032009(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScBFpKRRjmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/K-vgFyzgdYo/s200/17032009(007).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314324133730946658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScBFxXnsfMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fsdrQ-bTKN8/s1600-h/17032009(017).jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScBFxXnsfMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fsdrQ-bTKN8/s200/17032009(017).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314324274753600706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&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/6175737401213434453-450379206927189277?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/450379206927189277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/450379206927189277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/assalamualaikum.html' title=''/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/ScBFpKRRjmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/K-vgFyzgdYo/s72-c/17032009(007).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-5809945811718119828</id><published>2009-03-09T12:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:05:16.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow,tomorrow,tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;assalamualaikum&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="font-size:small;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;virgin trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;with kak shasha,kak azie and ain!!&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="font-size:small;"&gt;-i will be back on fri.so,i would not be updating prolly till next week.&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/6175737401213434453-5809945811718119828?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/5809945811718119828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/5809945811718119828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/tomorrowtomorrowtomorrow.html' title='tomorrow,tomorrow,tomorrow'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-3844724918493483328</id><published>2009-03-09T12:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T12:26:36.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maulidur rasul s.a.w</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;assalamualaikum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to all my muslim friends,in conjunction of maulidur rasul  s.a.w 1430H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;here is selawat badriyah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/3844724918493483328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/maulidur-rasul-saw.html' title='maulidur rasul s.a.w'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-8069695042471676810</id><published>2009-03-09T11:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T12:03:14.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picnic with my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;assalamualaikum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;went picnic at east coast with family on the 7/03.and it was awesome,though in the evening it rain for awhile.whole day we spent chilling inside our tent n played bicycle.and we get to spend more quality time with each other.here are some of the pictures  :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SbSTIlD-GZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YQWOyvlLJ-M/s1600-h/DSC00104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SbSTIlD-GZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YQWOyvlLJ-M/s320/DSC00104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311031636173658514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SbSTaA__-hI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RpR148Pf-sQ/s1600-h/DSC00107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SbSTaA__-hI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RpR148Pf-sQ/s320/DSC00107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311031935730973202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SbSTkjn3-_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/Mn1iMa_hp2U/s1600-h/07032009(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SbSTkjn3-_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/Mn1iMa_hp2U/s320/07032009(008).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311032116823718898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SbSUVk5XsgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/kTUXdfyK5OE/s1600-h/DSC00097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SbSUVk5XsgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/kTUXdfyK5OE/s320/DSC00097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311032958979125762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SbSUmGJ73KI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JhYRDB1nfsI/s1600-h/DSC00098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SbSUmGJ73KI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JhYRDB1nfsI/s320/DSC00098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311033242784881826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&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/6175737401213434453-8069695042471676810?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/8069695042471676810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/8069695042471676810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/picnic-with-my-love.html' title='picnic with my love'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SbSTIlD-GZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YQWOyvlLJ-M/s72-c/DSC00104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-793649517321579493</id><published>2009-03-05T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T12:47:23.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those of Us Who Think We Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Those of us who think we know&lt;br /&gt;the same secrets&lt;br /&gt;are silent together most of the time,&lt;br /&gt;for us there is eloquence&lt;br /&gt;in desire, and for a while&lt;br /&gt;when in love and exhausted&lt;br /&gt;it’s enough to nod like shy horses&lt;br /&gt;and come together in a quiet ceremony of tongues.It’s in disappointment we look for words&lt;br /&gt;to convince us&lt;br /&gt;the spaces between the stars are nothing&lt;br /&gt;to worry about,&lt;br /&gt;it’s when those secrets burst&lt;br /&gt;in that emptiness between our hearts&lt;br /&gt;and the lumps in our throats.&lt;br /&gt;And the words we find&lt;br /&gt;are always insufficient, like love,&lt;br /&gt;though they are often lovely&lt;br /&gt;and all we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&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/6175737401213434453-793649517321579493?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/793649517321579493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/793649517321579493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/those-of-us-who-think-we-know.html' title='Those of Us Who Think We Know'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-4379488873188735581</id><published>2009-03-04T17:50:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:25:25.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so outdated post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cousin mini picnic on the 17th january 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;had mini picnic at "teletubbies hill"(opposite christ church sec).kak azie,ain n mirul planned this surprise picnic for me to cheer me up coz they know i so called sad abt my o-level results.sweet right.awww  :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i'll let the pictures do the talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/Sa5UocX5gmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nDMot84VaMA/s1600-h/P1171922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/Sa5UocX5gmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nDMot84VaMA/s320/P1171922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309274064504324706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&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/6175737401213434453-4379488873188735581?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/4379488873188735581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/4379488873188735581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-outdated-post.html' title='so outdated post'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/Sa5RXm2eB5I/AAAAAAAAADs/M_tQ_phhnQ0/s72-c/P1171893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-7212448136306641033</id><published>2009-02-27T10:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:48:29.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME  :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-7212448136306641033?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7212448136306641033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7212448136306641033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/02/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-3406390181323008809</id><published>2009-02-24T11:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T11:38:51.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;last fri,went out wit whole family.went to tampines.firstly went to courts megastore then to ikea and lastly did some shopping at giant.they are located very near with each other.so,we spent the whole day at these places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SaNkIoFjJ_I/AAAAAAAAADU/XKNkKEx-cEo/s1600-h/20022009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SaNkIoFjJ_I/AAAAAAAAADU/XKNkKEx-cEo/s320/20022009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306194885335001074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-taken at ikea;kids section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;next thing,ain went for a date yesterday with a guy name shahrizal,if im nt mistaken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;this is what she asked me earlier on yst,"inah,do i look pretty in real life?should i meet him?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i was laughing when i looked at the text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;babe,first thing 1st,you r gorgeous ok.and,if that guy likes you,he dont care about your looks n stuff.and atleast,u've made a new fren.isnt that great!n just be yourself when u meet him,n see..aftr yst date..u guys are going out again today.im so happy for u dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;when u free..we shall go out together k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;yesterday i met bestie,emilyza, too...bestie wanted to buy stuff at this fashion coz i got the member card.and this month being my bday month,i get an extra 20% off.walk around cwp,n saw sharifah.what a coincidence!bestie plan to watch movie with the other 2 girls,sharifah n sulaztry.cant wait for it.&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/6175737401213434453-3406390181323008809?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/3406390181323008809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/3406390181323008809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-friwent-out-wit-whole-family.html' title=''/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SaNkIoFjJ_I/AAAAAAAAADU/XKNkKEx-cEo/s72-c/20022009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-8779975807576544584</id><published>2009-02-20T13:04:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:04:01.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;im so elated that danny gokey is in the top 12.the first time i heard him sing during his first audition,i felt in love with his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HNyvMt41M0g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HNyvMt41M0g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;watched ellen degeneres yst,n they played this game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so hilarious.especially the yellow lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;watch till the end and im sure u will laugh too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3bvJz7Nl-A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3bvJz7Nl-A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6175737401213434453-8779975807576544584?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/8779975807576544584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/8779975807576544584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/02/firstlyim-so-elated-that-danny-gokey-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-8545024475259722538</id><published>2009-02-19T13:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:44:15.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;yesterday i was out since morning.so,met sulaztry at 9am for our medical examination at civic centre;SATA clinic.before that had breakfast 1st at macd.after that we make our way to the clinic at the fourth floor.at the clinic we must go various station.so,our 1st stasion very funny.we had to do a chest x-ray.the doctor told us to change our clothing to the robe that they gave us.at the changing room,i had difficulty with the door.so,i knock at sulaztry's door n chnged inside her room.in the 1st place,we kinda expected that we are asked to be naked.so,the robes were so big that we laughed to each other.then went to other room for urine test,height and weight,visual and taking blood sample.they took 2 tubes of our blood.quite alot seh.so,tomorrow we can collect back our report and we must send it to sch on the 27th march.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;after the checkup,went home for awhile to chnge my clothings.met shaiful at 1pm and followed him to rp to watch his sister played netball.his dad were already there.frankly,i envy shaiful.he really got a supporting parents.after watching the match..shaiful and i make our way to cwp before splitting.cz he is meeting his gf;shahirah and im meeting emi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;met emi and i thought of going far east.but since emi not feeling well,we decided to go this fahion at kranji.i bought something there and then make our way back to wlnds.walk around cwp.then emi bought drinks for adi;her bf.adi got his soccer trainings at ite simei.so we waited for him about 15 mins.then while waiting emi had this crazy idea.she asked me to call adi from her hp and said that she's fainted.dont know from where she got that idea.mentang2 sakit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so,i called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;inah:hello..adi.adi kt mane?(with a panicked tone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;adi:aku baru sampai kt interchnge lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;inah:adi,adi..cepat sikit.emi pengsan lah.cepat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;adi:huh?emi pengsan.kk,aku cepat2 jln.(with a worried voice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;inah:kk..cepat.bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;told emi to hide at the corner.once i saw adi from far,he asked me where's emi.then i was lik;'cepat,cepat...kat situ'  suddenly,he turn his head and saw emi standing there laughing.he really looked so worried.when he saw emi,he said this.."korang nie eh...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sayang betul adi kt emi.but after that i really felt bad towards adi.but then,we waited for him so long.i know lah..mentang2 dh national,muke masuk newpaper lagi..feeling2 nk jadi star karat lah.but i cant forget his expression lah.we should have record it.the,we send adi to the interchange.and after he left,i waited for emi's bus to come before i made my way to meet kak azie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;at 515 like that after emi boarded the bus,i took train and met kak azie at marsiling.im going to visit her mom at the hospital cz ive yet to do so.stayed at hospital till 8plus.before that she told me about this patients in the same ward with her mother got this 26yr old malay women name yati.she said this yati very pretty but too bad her brain haywire a little bit.when i looked at her,her face really looked like suzanna;the indonesian famous ghost actress.yesterday yati's hands were tied because earlier that day she slap someone.n she's brought to a room where only her inside it,cz initially her bed near to my aunty's bed.cik rusli send me home after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;peace be upon you.&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="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ps  happy 19th birthday sayang;ain.&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/6175737401213434453-8545024475259722538?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/8545024475259722538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/8545024475259722538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-i-was-out-since-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-6584142542140221548</id><published>2009-02-15T18:01:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:39:44.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u made my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;while some of my christian friend celebrating valentines day...i had to babysit nils from 630-1130.but i really had fun playing with him.cz his parents going out to celebrate valentines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;here are some 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href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/02/u-made-my-day.html' title='u made my day'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SZrQ36pgBgI/AAAAAAAAADE/ksS3lZYTvz4/s72-c/DSC06689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-8006481520473118184</id><published>2009-02-11T14:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T14:30:31.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hooray...holiday time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;went out with my 3 sayangs(kak shasha,kak azie n ain) on the 10 feb to book our ticket for our holiday trip to KL this march.so,went to five stars tours at j.point.firstly,we thought of going 3days2nyte,but we find it too short.so,we make it to 4days3nyte instead from 10th of march till 14th march.hahas.so,we bought this free n easy package where the transport n hotel all provided for $220 each person.i found it quite expensive.but at least the next time we go,we roughly know about the price of the package.maybe next time we can go by train,coz it is much cheaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so,the transport n hotel wise all settle alr,now we are planning for the itineary.i came out with this idea to have a ladies night on our last night in KL.so,that day we will really dress up with our heels on and go dine in at a exquisite restaurant which must not be too expensive.but the ambience of the restaurant must be great.so,those ladies put me incharge in finding a good restaurant.cant wait for that night.im so elated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;btw,ain going get me that casio watch that i want for my present.and she will prolly wants me to get her a shoe for her bday.her bday falls on the 19th feb.every year,we've been exchanging present.gerek ryte.then about my plan to perm my hair,i think i will perm it before my school start.coz i realised i dun hv enough savings left.or can any soul pay for me?hahahs,im so thick-skinned.ive been keeping my hair long.or or,i wish i get some cash instead of present for my bday present.then i can topup a little bit n get my hair perm like the way i want it to be.hahahs,sry guys..im just being so random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;then i received a msg from unexpected person.how should i say.2 person to be exact.rasheed and jiban,my nepal friend.im so happy.usually rasheed only text me abt sch stuff.so,we talked about our course..n everythng.miss him and his jokes lah.such a funny guy.then told rasheed about my plan and he agree with it.i shall not tell u guys now,cz i want to make it a surprise for everyone.so,lets just wait and see  :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;yesterday i met kak azie n went to her school,rp,to collect her results.n that lady finishes her poly education already seh.cool.then we make our way down to the ica building cause i need to chnge my passport coz the expiry date is on the 26 june 2009.n im going the holiday on march,n there is like 3 months before the expiry date.bt actually it must be 6 month before the expiry date.tentatively i dont have to chnge it now,but u know,i dont want to take any risks.what if the custom dont allow me to go?wasted right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;then after that we went to bugis for sight-seeing only.i cannot spend my money already.e rest of my money is strictly for the KL expenses.shopping there much more cheaper.more worth it.so,during the journey,got this crazy idea what im going do with them at the hotel.for now,lets just wait.im sure im going upload the picture n tell u guys what i meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so,my trip with abang to tioman island on the 1st week of march probably have to cancel.im so sad.but no choice,with our house problems.cause ibu said that the people who wanted to bought our flat cannot get a bank loan,cause they a singaporean..sad uh,if possible we want to move out asap.n my house agent,sorry to say this.u are the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most unprofessional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; agent ive ever met.after one problem to another problem,if u dont know how to do your job,sit at home n shake legs lah.so angry.only know how to waste my mother money.worst still,ayah never give us our nafkah money.poor ibu.so,there goes my chance,coz initially abg said he's going sponsor for me.but but...i hope the next time when we cn go,he will still want to sponsor me.hahahhas&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="font-size:small;"&gt;lastly to all my muslim friends,like finally pastamania now halal already.im so happy when i got to know about it.hehhe.so,hopefully botak jones will follow pastamania n get those halal cert.qifang said that the food there quite nice n very affordable.thats y i really wants to try it once they got that halal cert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;toodles! sorry for the very very long long posts.happy reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;peace be upon you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-8006481520473118184?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/8006481520473118184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/8006481520473118184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/02/hoorayholiday-time.html' title='hooray...holiday time'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-2698696842571971837</id><published>2009-02-09T12:27:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T16:41:03.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sale sale sale!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;div&gt;8th of feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;e main highlight for yesterday is the nike expo sale.eventually i suppose to go with qifang but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;then she got some important stuff to attend to.so,when ezma called me around noon,i randomly asked her whether she wants to go follow me to go expo anot.so she agree.before that i need to go jemputan with mom 1st at tampines.by the time we reached home,it's 4pm.then i quickly changed my clothes,pray zohor and asar 1st before i took cab down n fetch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;amze/ezma&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;at wldns mrt.i dont mind wasting my money because i dunwant to miss this sale.yesterday was the last day n it ends at 6pm.i admit,im a typical singaporean=kiasu people.but that bday girl is far most kiasu that i am.hahs!reached expo around 515pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;when we got in,amze was like.."kak,we go here 1st uh.."she was so high when she see all those apparels on a discounted price.the sale is up to 60%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so we "tawaf" e whole place.uncle kumar only gave amze $50 for her bday,but then when she told him that we wants the shoe that cost $70,uncle kumar said,if i got extra money to spare for her,use my money 1st and uncle kumar will pay me back.that bday girl was lucky,coz i bring $700 which i supposed to bank in to my account.so,that girl just grab whatever that she's lured to.so,this is our receipts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;              (amze)   total spent at the expo=$210&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;             (sakinah)tatal spent at the expo=$140&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                                       taxi fare= $20     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                                            total =$370&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;im quite happy with what ive bought.i managed to get all the stuff that i really wants.i bought a nike air shoe for running for 70 bucks,cz my old pair the sole came off alr,a 3/4 dri-fit pants for running that since last year i badly wants it,e original price abt $50++ n i got it with $30 and an identical green jacket that both azme and i bought that cost $40.i love the jacket so much!but,the nike cap i want dont have uh.they only sell a cap with a 'china' word written so big on the cap.wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so right before our turn to pay,there's a announcement saying that those who spent min $300  in a single receipt get a free shoe.bday girl eager alr,after i pay she quickly take the receipt n claimed the free shoe.that shoe very preety,n it is a nike air shoe too.cool uh.so,i let her take the shoe as a her bday present.hahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;after paying,uncle kumar to fetch us.so sweet of him.went to amze nenek hse to celebrate her bday.i got back my $210 from uncle kumar.woohoo.stayed there till 9pm and uncle mimi(amze's dad) drove my bro,haikal, and me home.before that,haikal slept over amze hse since fri.reached home,try all the stuff that i bought.hahahs.im going wear the new 3/4 pants n the running shoe for my next training with qifang.the new shoe need to be season.so,ive bought for myself a bday present yesterday.n im so happy.now,i still considering whether i should buy the nike cap and the casio watch anot.coz the money i got now,is for my backpacking trip with my cuz during this march holiday.we shall see how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;peace be upon you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;p.s  happy birthday dearest ezma.finally youre 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-2698696842571971837?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/2698696842571971837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/2698696842571971837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/02/8th-of-feb-e-main-highlight-for.html' title='sale sale sale!!'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-3988670210100364420</id><published>2009-02-07T16:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:44:13.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just keep pushing myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;peace be upon you...so,continue wit my training today.i planned wit qifang wad should we do today.so,i decided to go for a short run but today we focussed more on stairs climb.we did 6 times up and down of a 12 storey blk;539.after that we make our way to the teletubbies hill near spore sports sch,the same hill where ms puah usually bring us.so we did 4 times up and down.after that,our thighs and calves feel umbroly pain.but,no more dizziness,cause i force myself to hydrate with atleast 1.5liters of water. basically,for mountain climbing,stairs climb is the most effective way to train our stamina.all those running is to just build up your stamina.all those running are just wasting my time.then otw home,i just recalled that nike expo sale going end soon.tomorrow is the last day.and i really need to get for myself a new running shoe.n the sale is up to 60%.so,tomorrow after my sermons class i will meet qifang again and go the expo with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;went home,after washed up and all..met lynn at cwp.had breakfast with her.then walked around cwp n i saw this casio watch n i love it.n it is only $42.but i cant buy it now.saving for my trip.e trip much more important.still...gosh,i want it so badly...hopefully i can tell abang to buy that watch for my birthday present.hahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;gtg now,later aunty shasha n e rest of her family coming over my hse.so,need to help mom with the cooking.finally i able to meet dearest ezma later.missing her lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-3988670210100364420?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/3988670210100364420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/3988670210100364420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-keep-pushing-myself.html' title='just keep pushing myself'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-9171167127449418522</id><published>2009-02-06T20:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:31:38.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to pursue this dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;today at 730am,met qifang baby under my block.we planned to go to Everest Base Camp wit the rest of the girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ms puah told us that she's willing to sponsor both of us for the EBC trip.cz she said that the other girls get subsidy from the school and as the alumni,we get nothing.and also due to our family financial problem.initially,we dont agree with her decision to sponsor us,i mean u wouldnt feel nice going to a trip with someone else money n worst still she said that we dont really have to pay her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;back;to her it is a blessing to give people.n this,she must fork out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;around $6000 for both of us 1st.she's like a angel lah,willing to sponsor us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;it has always been my dream to go to everest.do you know that,our school will be going wit Singapore Womens Everest Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and it will be a great honour to be able to go with them.the SWET is a no stranger to us,cz they've been to our sch couple of times to give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a talk about their experience in mountain climbing,n both qifang and i has been helping them with their fund raising &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;since last year.but,both of us hesistate to pay ms puah back by installment.so,what we did this morning is that we test our physical fitness first.from what ms puah told me that day,even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;she herself doesnt deny that the trainings are umbroly tough.they have started &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;training since last month.so alot of catching up need to be done.we run 5km and did stairs climbing up and down 8 times at blk 539.and we started to have cramp aftr that.hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;yesterday i kept reminding qifang to hydrate 1st before sleeping but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i dont even did that for myself.thats y i had some dizziness after the stairs climb.all thnks to my stubborness.so,now we are waiting fr ms puah to get clearance from the school to let us go and about our air ticket.so,pray for me k guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYwpuZn-I1I/AAAAAAAAACM/8SEW-4ZCBRc/s1600-h/team2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYwpuZn-I1I/AAAAAAAAACM/8SEW-4ZCBRc/s320/team2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299656738637488978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-swet;esther,joanne,jane,peh gee,li hui &amp;amp; yi hui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYwqJsLxq6I/AAAAAAAAACU/Kma-nEU-k2w/s1600-h/Nepal+trip.+4th+Dec+-+18th+Dec+07+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYwqJsLxq6I/AAAAAAAAACU/Kma-nEU-k2w/s320/Nepal+trip.+4th+Dec+-+18th+Dec+07+130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299657207475973026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-another reasons why i badly want to go is because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of tin kumar;second from the left.he's going to lead us again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he is such a sweetheart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-9171167127449418522?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/9171167127449418522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/9171167127449418522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-pursue-this-dream.html' title='to pursue this dream'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYwpuZn-I1I/AAAAAAAAACM/8SEW-4ZCBRc/s72-c/team2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-6891854037081285437</id><published>2009-02-04T12:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:50:07.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>high spirits of joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;firstly,im elation for my successful interview for the nursing course.sulaztry too.that means we are in the same course.and sharifah,she's still waiting for her interview results.wish her all the best.but whatever it is if she's not chosen for paramedics,she will still be joining the nursing course.n that means we will still be in the same school.as to my dearest emilyza,i will still pray for ur success n may u find better friend from your school.eventhough we are not in the same school,trust me,i will still treasure our friendship n u will not be forgotten by us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;n shaiful,i realli hope u will appeal asap,cz it will be nice to have u in the same school wit us  :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3rd of FEB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; met my fellow ANNAPURNA BASE CAMP mate to celebrate fabian's n jueqi's birthday.so,met all of them at pizza hut at 630pm and 15 mins later ms puah came n joined us.seriously,i thank god for keeping all of us united even after the trip which is on DEC 2007.n now,its 2009 and we still celebrating each other birthday without fails.candidly,i have no idea that they are celebrating my birthday too because it is still a long way to go.so,thnks guy for giving a advance birthday celebration.n sry,yesterday celebration,no pics are taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYkdO4-9QvI/AAAAAAAAABs/7liOqTFTBw8/s1600-h/1_637489974l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYkdO4-9QvI/AAAAAAAAABs/7liOqTFTBw8/s320/1_637489974l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298798578229920498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-sweet memories &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-6891854037081285437?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/6891854037081285437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/6891854037081285437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/02/high-spirits-of-joy.html' title='high spirits of joy'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYkdO4-9QvI/AAAAAAAAABs/7liOqTFTBw8/s72-c/1_637489974l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-3673735017183365097</id><published>2009-02-03T09:27:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:21:25.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1st FEB 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;today,the sermons class for the teenager start to resume.but once i reached the bus-stop,my slipper strips came off.my class supposedly start at 915am but i reached the bus-stop around 925.i was like wth,im late already n this slipper gave trouble.serious,i cant realli walk..even i tried to walk..it will be awkward.just imagine this,i have to drag it as if my leg being amputated.worst still,the bustop is not right infront of the mosque,i must still cross one traffic light.so,luckily i got this xtra brooch inside my bag.i tried to pin it so that i cn walk properly.but every few steps,it will came off again.i still yet to cross that traffy.then my eyes saw these rubber band.so,i tied my feet together wit the rubber band n yes,ive crossed e traffy.once crossed,i called mommy to bring my other slipper.alhamdulillah,at last ive reached my class.luckily after my sermons class,i will be meeting mom at the mosque too for another sermons,but wit ustad shafie.now the sermons is for the public.seriously,i was so embarrassed today. people kept staring at me while i tried to fix my slipper.what a start for a 1st day of a month.i tot february is month which is full with love.where is the love baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ps.happy birthday dad and my dearest jueqi  :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2nd FEB 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; went to ite simei for interview today with sulaztry,sharifah and her boyfren(faiz).we got shortlisted for the nursing course.n during the bus ride,we had so much fun.since the last time we met during our o level results.seriously,i miss them so much.so,my interview,alhamdulillah,everythng went smoothly.but i cn only know the results of my interview on the 4th of feb.ive been praying hard for it.actually i still waiting for my appeal results too.i appeal to go poly,same course;nursing.though i know my chances very slim,i still hoping that they will call me for the interview.after the interview,sulaztry left wit her ex who also schooling there.so,sha n faiz insisted to wait with me until my cuz,siti,ends her lesson.cz we plan to go home together.meet siti,then she brought me to their sch cafe n we ate western food.not so nice seh.my mom cooks better than that makcik.sorry.all the way siti and me kept talking and laughing.even about her retail uniform(the pants) we cn laugh abt it.funny!we are such a laughing monster.hahahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ps.happy birthday fazli  :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6175737401213434453-3673735017183365097?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/3673735017183365097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/3673735017183365097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/02/1st-feb-09-todaythe-sermons-class-for.html' title=''/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-545892987707888269</id><published>2009-01-31T15:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:38:35.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>date wit mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;yesterday had a date wit mom.hahahs,serious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;in the morning at 9am,followed mom to her religious class.end arnd 1130.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;then we head down to cwp for lunch.so,i treat mom at swensons cz she wants to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;after lunch,we went home..rest for awhile cz we planned to go geylang arnd 3pm.hidhir n haikal don't want to follow us cz they are too tired after cmg bck frm sch.so,onli me n mom going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;seriously,i prefer to go out wit my mom/family rather than my frens.i dun care if people want to say im a family girl.for me,"keluargaku;syurgaku'.n it is prerogative for us to spend most of our time wit family.ryte?furthermore mom and i are more like bestfren type rather than mother-daughter when we go out together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;easy said,my family very united.except my dad ;obviously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;first stopped..went to 'shadira' first at tkc to buy our cream.then went to first lady n mom bought herself a blouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;n by that point of time our stomach start to play heavy metal music alr.hahahs.hungry!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;then i told my mom why not we eat at hjh maimunah.mom is fine wit it n she said it will be her treat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;then walk around aero furnishing to see the furnitures.took train home and its onli 915.so,went to metro n courts at cwp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;after seeing all these furnitures,mom n i kinda hv a rough idea on how we want to decorate our hse.cant wait to move hse.here are some of yesterday pic  :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYQE4yXGpCI/AAAAAAAAABM/uBZOD_Q-lrM/s1600-h/30012009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYQE4yXGpCI/AAAAAAAAABM/uBZOD_Q-lrM/s320/30012009(002).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297364435332408354" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYQGMIdL6oI/AAAAAAAAABc/MDPNVc_eWhs/s1600-h/30012009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYQGMIdL6oI/AAAAAAAAABc/MDPNVc_eWhs/s320/30012009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297365867192642178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the 'sambal ledan' sedap seh.real sedap!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;credits to hjh maimunah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-545892987707888269?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/545892987707888269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/545892987707888269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/01/date-wit-mom.html' title='date wit mom'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYQE4yXGpCI/AAAAAAAAABM/uBZOD_Q-lrM/s72-c/30012009(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-7669021233967822473</id><published>2009-01-29T19:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:51:58.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;finally...went for a run today.seriously,it has been ages since i last run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;prolly the last time are ryte b4 puasa n that point of time i was taking part in the nike humanrace.i need to run coz i need to start to clock my time n my pace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i plan that this year,i must ATLEAST go 2 marathons.last year,joined 2 alr..so,y not make it a very year event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;at the very least,i enjoy doing it.and zulfadhli and i plan to go marathon together.now i got someone to go with :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;today stayed at home n helped mom with the remaining stuff that needs to be packed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;suddenly,zulfadhli called me arnd 545pm n he asked me out.so random of him.i thought aftr he's attached,he got no time for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;but im wronged.what i like about zulfadhli is that eventhough i just got to know him early this month,i feel that he's a nice guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;really nice person to be friends with.furthermore,we got the same interest that is to go marathon..n his family backgrnd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;kinda same too.so,we share alot in common.but u know,since he just got attached recently,i try not to meet him that often &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;coz i dont want his gf get the misconception.not nice of me if i go out wit him alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;but whatever it is zul,next tym when im realli free..we cn hang out again.maybe go for a lunch/dinner again like that tym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;n im sorry coz im unable to meet u today.&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/6175737401213434453-7669021233967822473?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7669021233967822473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7669021233967822473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-8412422747204649970</id><published>2009-01-28T20:04:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:46:57.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;firstly,sry for not updating my post for almost 1 week.bz with packing all the stuff as im moving out soon n i just recover from fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;last 2 days,went along hse for fun.stayed there till 10 n when we are about to leave,her cucu wana sleepover my hse.so,the 3 of them followed us home.as usual,those kids beg me to bring them to the swimming pool tmr morning.though i still feel weak,i promised them that i will bring.told them that we are going around 10am but when i woke up at 830 am next morning.all of them woke up alr.so semangat!mom never followed us,coz she's too tired.head down to macd 1st for a quick breakfast.N, imagine this..me bringing 5 of them to the swimming complex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;then in the afternoon,went to atok's hse.coz along were there to.stayed there till isyak before we went to giant,imm.finally,the place are not packed by humans!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;here are some of the pics,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYBPHe5AljI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rjU5EIobuPE/s1600-h/26012009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYBPHe5AljI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rjU5EIobuPE/s320/26012009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296320151757559346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-hidhir not in the picture.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYBPf-BpZeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CdO1vXYHHVw/s1600-h/26012009(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYBPf-BpZeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CdO1vXYHHVw/s320/26012009(008).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296320572432147938" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYBPwd9Nh4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/XK6CLChgyns/s1600-h/26012009(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYBPwd9Nh4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/XK6CLChgyns/s320/26012009(005).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296320855881385858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/8412422747204649970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/01/firstlysry-for-not-updating-my-post-for.html' title=''/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SYBPHe5AljI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rjU5EIobuPE/s72-c/26012009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-3080434256752643541</id><published>2009-01-27T14:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T08:53:03.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another one bites the dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;the flu. &lt;br /&gt;it got me.&lt;br /&gt;as did the sore throat&lt;br /&gt;and the running nose&lt;br /&gt;and the feverish sensation that wouldn’t go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ps.exactly 1 month left!!  woohoo  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-3080434256752643541?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/3080434256752643541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/3080434256752643541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='another one bites the dust'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-3912632204562436726</id><published>2009-01-19T23:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:53:23.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can you not see this pain i have inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For so long It had to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pain surrounds me day by day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It just doesn't seem to go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pain that comes and pain that goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pain that keeps you on your toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There is pain in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And it seems to never part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pain stuffed inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cant let anyone near me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can't let anyone see the real me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can't let anyone even hug me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It seems that nobody cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;still yet to bare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I cant take this pain anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just want to walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-all i want you to know that no matter what happens i still love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;n im not siding anyone... but u got to trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i really want the best for my family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;afterall,which children bear to see their parents go on separate ways...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;n it really hurts my feelings when you always start accusing me.why me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-3912632204562436726?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/3912632204562436726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/3912632204562436726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-you-not-see-this-pain-i-have-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-4320572888561761856</id><published>2009-01-17T14:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:37:27.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i be more than what i am now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- Marianne Williamson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All of us have fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What do we do with our fears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Do we allow it to manipulate us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Do we flee from it and let it continue to haunt us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Or do we face up to it and give our best shot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So far, my way of handling is to stand up to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No matter how badly hurt I know that I may be, I will still want to face up to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It is the only way to be free of these shackles of uncertainty, of the deep unknown, of the deep-seated self doubts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Can I really succeed in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It is this uncertainty that drives me to take on this challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Can I be more than what I am now?&lt;/span&gt;&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/6175737401213434453-4320572888561761856?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/4320572888561761856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/4320572888561761856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-i-be-more-than-what-i-am-now.html' title='can i be more than what i am now?'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-575624446789065931</id><published>2009-01-12T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:43:26.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAVE YOU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What is the underlying unease that fills us up whenever we are bored or in a state of doing nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What is the gnawing feeling that I know I can do better than what I am doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What is this sense of lack of fulfillment in spite of all the achievements I have received?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Have you ever wondered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Have you ever wanted to find out more about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Have you ever thought that there is a part of you awaiting to be uncovered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor man perfected without trials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6175737401213434453-575624446789065931?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/575624446789065931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/575624446789065931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-you.html' title='HAVE YOU?'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-2468071117226103202</id><published>2009-01-11T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:55:36.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FACES IN LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have often wondered what stories hold behind each faces that we meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The cashier at the 7-11 store handling my change, the cleaner at your school, the students waiting at the pedestrian crossing as we wait for the traffic light to change its signaling, the working class professionals waiting in the taxi queue as I ambled along beside them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I guess each has his/her own stories to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stories of struggle, pain, loneliness, moments of joy, bliss and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And as I stood in front of the row of infants in the nursery, basking in the quiet joy of watching the newest addition to the family, I know that for every page of happiness, joy, felicity that she writes, moments of anger, disappointments, frustration and pain would follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; through in her growing years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just like the cycle of life that comes in phases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Birth, Old Age, Sickness and Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;All inextricably linked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We cannot ride the bicycle of life for others” - my wise teacher says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Some lessons may take us a lifetime to learn while others may take more than a lifetime to pick up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And all we can do is to observe and revel in the brief escapades of happiness and know that this is only a moment just like the temporal pain that we feel in our heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="zh-CN" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Only the truly enlightened ones will recognise that all emotions are but energy, and that all emotions are the same…until enlightenment is reached, we would still be riding the bicycle of dukkha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6175737401213434453-2468071117226103202?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/2468071117226103202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/2468071117226103202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/01/faces-in-life.html' title='FACES IN LIFE'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-6013488876116162931</id><published>2009-01-10T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:52:35.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 word..."AWARENESS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A life’s journey begins with awareness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We cannot see infra red, gamma rays, ultraviolet rays yet we know that they exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Could thought be one of the frequencies that exist, just that we cannot see it or have a means to measure it yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Is there really a difference between the living and non living things, between human, animals and plants; when all are nothing more than protons and electrons coming together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What is reality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But a figment of what we choose to see at this moment in time and all that exists before is a mixture of probabilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What does it all mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It means to be aware of the impact and effect that our thoughts and words can bring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When the time comes, more sense will we make out of this world and our place in the universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6175737401213434453-6013488876116162931?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/6013488876116162931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/6013488876116162931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-wordawareness.html' title='1 word...&quot;AWARENESS&quot;'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6175737401213434453.post-7948787435776870089</id><published>2009-01-10T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:55:59.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QOUTES  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SWiR_P45yPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YRoKkB-LxYo/s1600-h/cgon215l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I found some worthy quotes, and would like to share it with you:&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="font-size:large;"&gt;The desire to improve must come from within, not because your team is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;pushing you&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nancy Coulter-Parker, an avid outdoor athlete for more than 20 years. She is also managing editor of WomanOutdoors.com&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="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This quote really reminds me about my trip to ANNAPURNA BASE CAMP last year. This is one binding principle that our team adhere to. We need to be self-motivated and be self-reliant.  Set expectation on yourself and not on others.&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="font-size:large;"&gt;To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;plan, but also believe&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Anatole France, Writer, critic, one of the major figures of French literature in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, who was awarded the Nobel Prize of Literature in 1921.       &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="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Yes, believe in yourself, because …&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="font-size:large;"&gt;Whether you think you can or think you can’t, you’re right&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Henry Ford, the American founder of the Ford Motor Company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SWiR_P45yPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YRoKkB-LxYo/s1600-h/cgon215l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SWi9tV90eHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cEcqRY4Wki8/s320/cgon215l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289686349034846322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 271px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6175737401213434453-7948787435776870089?l=feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7948787435776870089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6175737401213434453/posts/default/7948787435776870089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feeding-that-addiction.blogspot.com/2009/01/here-are-some-qoutes-that-i-find-them.html' title='QOUTES  :)'/><author><name>sakinah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564028168548154080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VW5No2oATWw/TxcdBWv91UI/AAAAAAAAALM/Dedl7Dlo2aQ/s220/407997_10150496085657917_753372916_8890585_1366341167_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Zl_IxspOd4/SWi9tV90eHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cEcqRY4Wki8/s72-c/cgon215l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
