<?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-4501502117715286524</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:34:39.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zeara</title><subtitle type='html'>You talk. I scream. You jump. I sit. You run. I walk. You stand. I dance. You sing. I listen. You look. I stare. You. I. You. I. it will always be You and I</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-1929692308330059802</id><published>2010-01-11T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T09:35:49.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/S0qAZMKeL3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/lPp3Bo9MK1w/s1600-h/imy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/S0qAZMKeL3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/lPp3Bo9MK1w/s200/imy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425289871371415410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-1929692308330059802?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/1929692308330059802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/1929692308330059802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/S0qAZMKeL3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/lPp3Bo9MK1w/s72-c/imy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-3552488515516421405</id><published>2010-01-10T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:11:18.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have so much time on my hand, nd Jo pinoy decide to introduce me to twitter. ^^ lol, I dont even get the idea of it actually. but anyway im just giving it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thoughts of having kittens makes me felt excited. Amsy showed off tactics must work. Now i want one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z_AbfPXTKms&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z_AbfPXTKms&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maru!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-3552488515516421405?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/3552488515516421405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/3552488515516421405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-so-much-time-on-my-hand-nd-jo.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-694830270245797730</id><published>2010-01-10T02:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T02:39:51.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/S0jNFjBxkGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fHh29lY17-A/s1600-h/DSC03418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/S0jNFjBxkGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fHh29lY17-A/s200/DSC03418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424811246353485922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i ♥ your secret stash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/S0jMwtgqm7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/ATQDCP6uUv8/s1600-h/DSC03379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/S0jMwtgqm7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/ATQDCP6uUv8/s200/DSC03379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424810888390155186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-694830270245797730?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/694830270245797730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/694830270245797730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-your-secret-stash.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/S0jNFjBxkGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fHh29lY17-A/s72-c/DSC03418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-2496101444030813002</id><published>2010-01-08T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:25:12.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ipbWrEqmp10&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ipbWrEqmp10&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-2496101444030813002?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/2496101444030813002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/2496101444030813002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-59455306192269023</id><published>2010-01-08T07:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T07:37:19.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/S0Zvh_OnFSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ks7Of29MTxw/s1600-h/Emohitler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424145430913422626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/S0Zvh_OnFSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ks7Of29MTxw/s320/Emohitler.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyone out there want to switch lives with me now?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i'm about to have the time of my life, when i'm about to finally be contented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHITS must happens. and oOooOooh and weirdly it must happen at the very beggining of the year. HMPH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for the listening ear. Really pull the weight off my chest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-59455306192269023?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/59455306192269023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/59455306192269023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2010/01/anyone-out-there-want-to-switch-lives.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/S0Zvh_OnFSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ks7Of29MTxw/s72-c/Emohitler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-3656591480870274754</id><published>2010-01-06T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T08:57:28.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I've finally figured it out. You're avoiding me because you can't face it. You like me, and it scares you doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just making myself better. &amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-3656591480870274754?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/3656591480870274754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/3656591480870274754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-finally-figured-it-out.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-1400240452084815708</id><published>2010-01-06T02:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T03:35:37.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I know this is not what i need right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But it'll be nice if you will be there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know this is not what i need right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But it'll be nice if you just hear me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know this is not what i need right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But it'll be nice if you talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know this is not what i need right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But it'll be nice if you call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;boy,you took my ♥ away and hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-1400240452084815708?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/1400240452084815708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/1400240452084815708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-know-this-is-not-what-i-need-right.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-4413070084126666476</id><published>2010-01-04T04:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T04:27:21.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes it takes painful experience to realize what you have in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;And when that reality check comes, its too late cause you got burned.&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't wrong to hold on to something you cherish cause;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how it badly burned you,&lt;br /&gt;You yourself knew, it holds a special place in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Cause no one else will know how you feel&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are the only one who is experiencing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-4413070084126666476?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/4413070084126666476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/4413070084126666476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-it-takes-painful-experience.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-455379805310031237</id><published>2010-01-01T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:30:17.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;cause my dreams is to fly over the rainbow so high......&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;has becoming a nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;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:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-455379805310031237?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/455379805310031237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/455379805310031237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2010/01/cause-my-dreams-is-to-fly-over-rainbow.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-2422055045841092503</id><published>2009-12-07T17:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T17:44:35.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SxzN_rFs8LI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DRgaquUG2to/s1600-h/15143_211777727428_628757428_4015718_7458908_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SxzN_rFs8LI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DRgaquUG2to/s320/15143_211777727428_628757428_4015718_7458908_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412427345974587570" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perrrth was wickedly awesome with the girls. So far the best Perth trip. With crazy videos, cycling. And su and myself went crazy over at Supree~ hehs. And now i just can't wait much till my leave starts!! With Zoukout on 12th follow by 10 days of leave !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause you caught my eyes.&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-2422055045841092503?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/2422055045841092503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/2422055045841092503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-cant-wait-till-my-leave-starts-with.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SxzN_rFs8LI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DRgaquUG2to/s72-c/15143_211777727428_628757428_4015718_7458908_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-7505331190591778103</id><published>2009-11-22T05:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T05:07:59.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wish me luck~ *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its 5AM!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-7505331190591778103?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/7505331190591778103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/7505331190591778103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/11/wish-me-luck-cross-fingers-and-its-5am.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-9205458136821728792</id><published>2009-11-20T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T02:36:20.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SwWPwC1HH6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/0NNASE_mXH4/s1600/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SwWPwC1HH6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/0NNASE_mXH4/s320/friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405884983284277154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you for being there for me loves. &amp;hearts;&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/4501502117715286524-9205458136821728792?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/9205458136821728792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/9205458136821728792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-you-for-being-there-for-me-loves.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SwWPwC1HH6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/0NNASE_mXH4/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-4284506584759378866</id><published>2009-11-19T14:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:00:27.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SwQGDeHhjOI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xTqRXBscZKg/s1600/me2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SwQGDeHhjOI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xTqRXBscZKg/s320/me2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405452109445434594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tears falling, the rainy weather just make it feels worst.&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday seem so surreal, and wish it didn't just end.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i'm so bad at goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish that when I wake up you're there&lt;br /&gt;To wrap your arms around me for real&lt;br /&gt;And tell me you'll stay by side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SwQGDeHhjOI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xTqRXBscZKg/s1600/me2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-4284506584759378866?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/4284506584759378866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/4284506584759378866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SwQGDeHhjOI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xTqRXBscZKg/s72-c/me2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-4664630552068123504</id><published>2009-11-17T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:48:24.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SwLE7JWz3RI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1uy54YpkcfY/s1600/DSC02126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SwLE7JWz3RI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1uy54YpkcfY/s320/DSC02126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405099023200935186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So maybe it's true, that I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;And maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;But there's so much time, to figure out the best in my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking two, is better than one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know where i stand. It's time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-4664630552068123504?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/4664630552068123504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/4664630552068123504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-said-he-want-me-but-he-needs-her.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SwLE7JWz3RI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1uy54YpkcfY/s72-c/DSC02126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-8132041008020397740</id><published>2009-11-15T03:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T05:18:07.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As much as i want you to leave me. There will always be a string for me to pull you by. So please don't, even though i knew it could be too late to do anything that doesn't mean its the end for us.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 24px; font-family:gigi, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want you so bad, it's my only wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 24px;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4501502117715286524-8132041008020397740?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/8132041008020397740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/8132041008020397740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-much-as-i-want-you-to-leave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-1448401905597070177</id><published>2009-11-12T06:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T06:54:13.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/Svs-P5BLAMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UoBYMc9BwH0/s1600-h/DSC01934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/Svs-P5BLAMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UoBYMc9BwH0/s320/DSC01934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402980620685738178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its so funny when you heard amateur mandarin speaker. Abit weird when there's cricket sound lingers. Wonder if people who are ace in theory, will also ace in their practical? hmmmm :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/Svs-PVSf1DI/AAAAAAAAAFE/6crMJaJrBy0/s1600-h/su%26me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/Svs-PVSf1DI/AAAAAAAAAFE/6crMJaJrBy0/s320/su%26me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402980611094729778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its 10 mins to 7. i bet i'm going to fall asleep @ Sentosa later. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it seems so inapropriate, but i'm loving it. enjoying it, before it ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;miss you.&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/4501502117715286524-1448401905597070177?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/1448401905597070177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/1448401905597070177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-so-funny-when-you-heard-amateur.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/Svs-P5BLAMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UoBYMc9BwH0/s72-c/DSC01934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-5810909379719379783</id><published>2009-11-11T03:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T03:29:10.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:gigi;"&gt;i hate to say this.... i think, i just fall ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-5810909379719379783?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/5810909379719379783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/5810909379719379783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hate-to-say-this.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-7985172757417933770</id><published>2009-11-10T01:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T02:52:11.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvhfzlWwOtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QfFJZotsSmo/s1600-h/jln+kayu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvhfzlWwOtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QfFJZotsSmo/s320/jln+kayu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402173092836424402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jalan Kayu, yesterday for supper after 4sector flight. Khalidah and Ady decide to order Paper thosai. And look at their "standard" size thosai!! We were shocked when they served it to us. *Laughs* Plus people around us start to giggle at us. And yes they manage to finished it. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i just can't wait for my Perth flight this Sunday. Shopping!!Shoppping!! =D All i need now is a break from work. Staying at home doesn't do justice anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided where to go in December. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvhilOhGZCI/AAAAAAAAAE8/OzAp1TBwEIE/s1600-h/DSC01927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvhilOhGZCI/AAAAAAAAAE8/OzAp1TBwEIE/s320/DSC01927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402176144722519074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i need is a getaway. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh yea in case you read, i don't know why you are sick about telling me you've moved on. When you are the one e-mail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; It's time to get over yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-7985172757417933770?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/7985172757417933770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/7985172757417933770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/11/went-to-jalan-kayu-yesterday-for-supper.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvhfzlWwOtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QfFJZotsSmo/s72-c/jln+kayu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-4261477281674358017</id><published>2009-11-08T00:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:46:23.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met up with Nab. for manicure session over at CWP. Bump into Khalidah, and the funny part, we bump into her while she was scolding Hans(her lil brother) so adorable!! I don't know how can you scold such a lil angel face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched The Last House On the Left on DVD with Sis&lt;br /&gt;Such a gore and revengeful saddistic film!! Rate it 8. I was shouting nd sheepishly screaming for mercy!! Worst than Saw film!! Love the ending part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvWgqo2i9QI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Atoyg6eUH54/s1600-h/last-house-on-the-left-synopsis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvWgqo2i9QI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Atoyg6eUH54/s320/last-house-on-the-left-synopsis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401399982481929474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After kidnapping and ruthlessly assaulting two teen girls, a sadistic killer and his gang unknowingly find shelter from a storm at the home of one of the victim's parents -- two ordinary people who will go to increasingly gruesome extremes to get revenge. Loaded with shocking twists guaranteed to leave you on edge, it's the ominous film critics call, "One of the best horror remakes ever made"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sarah Paxton is in it!! And i was amaze the twist in the story.&lt;br /&gt;Revenge is sweet &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is on the bright side for me now. With plans to start school next year August. :D&lt;br /&gt;And don't you love it when someone just filled you up with plans in near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my tummy fills with butterflies everytime i see your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-4261477281674358017?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/4261477281674358017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/4261477281674358017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/11/met-up-with-nab.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvWgqo2i9QI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Atoyg6eUH54/s72-c/last-house-on-the-left-synopsis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-1873638207422414659</id><published>2009-11-06T02:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T03:55:58.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im sooo glad i went home straight after flights. Three days of morning flights just killed me. Right there and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, here are some of the pictures that are taken in October. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another end of the year usual catch up. But this time round Tabby couldn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvMoqaS_fdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Ew9Kl5GL0V4/s1600-h/Botak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvMoqaS_fdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Ew9Kl5GL0V4/s320/Botak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400705087225953746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amylia Birthday Bash!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvMoqIGr87I/AAAAAAAAAD8/JpusJx6dOCE/s1600-h/Amy+Bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvMoqIGr87I/AAAAAAAAAD8/JpusJx6dOCE/s320/Amy+Bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400705082342503346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual the last minute gathering, after my Taipei flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvMq2XOcFeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3TiXH2p5Vi8/s1600-h/Cafe+iguana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvMq2XOcFeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3TiXH2p5Vi8/s320/Cafe+iguana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400707491583235554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i met Charlie Brown in person. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvMrLKgb0OI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gFG3sedTKvA/s1600-h/edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvMrLKgb0OI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gFG3sedTKvA/s320/edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400707848946307298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much October alright. =))) &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im not going to heavenly Bali this Dec!! Prolly heading to Bangkok for a shopping trip. That if Nat gets day off. UGH!! As much as i was looking forward to Bali, the plan need to post pone to January - March(Birthday) Hmmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i hope im going to Bangkok, since its a sub load ticket. 50 50 chance that im gg to enjoy spending my leave here in SingSing. *grumbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thinking about Taurus just makes everything seem alright. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-1873638207422414659?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/1873638207422414659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/1873638207422414659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-sooo-glad-i-went-home-straight-after.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SvMoqaS_fdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Ew9Kl5GL0V4/s72-c/Botak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-3692098185785049075</id><published>2009-11-03T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:04:59.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when butterflies lingers...  you know what is it.. ♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-3692098185785049075?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/3692098185785049075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/3692098185785049075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-butterflies-lingers.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-5487642858968156009</id><published>2009-11-03T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:39:09.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its a slap in the face Zahra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather and the news that i heard oh just so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to run away and hide. Dissapointment? Yes. Indeed. Hurt? Yes. Deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am so in mood to have a getaway trip by myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-5487642858968156009?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/5487642858968156009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/5487642858968156009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-slap-in-face-zahra.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-2515553110410425798</id><published>2009-11-03T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:10:12.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So what happen when your mum grab your candy away from you?&lt;br /&gt;Will you cry till someone buy you another? Or will you cross the street and buy it yourself? Or will you just sit and look at other kid stealing your candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is life. Full of choices. Full of mistakes. But why is it hard for someone to forgive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are so excited to see what's in store for you tomorrow, you hope for the best. But most of the time you actually wish for the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will never be contented until we find the right space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is zahra being emotional.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-2515553110410425798?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/2515553110410425798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/2515553110410425798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-what-happen-when-your-mum-grab-your.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-5068845189606834798</id><published>2008-12-14T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:43:58.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You never lose by loving, but you lose when you are holding back.</title><content type='html'>Alrighty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, being indecisive doesn't bring anything to me. Im just fickle you know.&lt;br /&gt;So much choices, so lilttle time. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Everytime i fall, im scared that i fall fast. Because evrytime i fall, it doesn't seem to last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it feels weird when you met someone who think alike, nd somehow behave alike as you do. So weird yet it feels so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-5068845189606834798?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/5068845189606834798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/5068845189606834798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-never-lose-by-loving-but-you-lose.html' title='You never lose by loving, but you lose when you are holding back.'/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-575215123267144782</id><published>2008-10-13T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:47:35.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O1GMA_mFAvk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O1GMA_mFAvk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-575215123267144782?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/575215123267144782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/575215123267144782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2008/10/silent.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-4883291806293215119</id><published>2008-10-13T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:59:44.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh god. im in the state where no one can save me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look at our pictures and then i look at theirs. I'm not even sure what i want now. If only there are sign of the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. i need some alone time. BF is sleeping and not answering call. Gfs are busy with work/school. I have lost all my contact(cursing&amp;amp;swearingwhoevertook myhp!!). I feel so naked now. Dad has changed his number. this is just great. no more extra moolahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think of it i made plan for today thinking of surprising him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inhale exhale inhale exhale....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so unpredictable. And its raining. Great...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-4883291806293215119?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/4883291806293215119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/4883291806293215119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-god.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-2229336028010621899</id><published>2008-10-12T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:15:55.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So it has been a month past. Damn right it was a rollercoaster ride. And zahra, you need to compose yourself and be sure of what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i'm selfish, i still hold back and afraid to be in the picture. But right now im sure i am going to put everything aside and stand on the ground. On Alfie's. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly i am sorry for letting you feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe my past will always haunt you, no matter how hard you try to deviate from it. But how do you think i survive? p.s im nt proud of it because maybe i concealed myself from the truth for so long, that the lies are the only thing i know. Maybe it's hard to filter out the good people from the bad, the ugly from the not so ugly. But maybe, just maybe, you'll keep trying. Because maybe, just maybe, there's a thing called a second chance. And maybe, just maybe, you'll find redemption in me someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes love is not as perfect as we wish it would be....but the best thing in love....is to give it to the person who really deserves that love and loving you back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-2229336028010621899?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/2229336028010621899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/2229336028010621899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-it-has-been-month-past.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-8500315584878310847</id><published>2008-10-08T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:52:09.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just because someone doesn't love you in the way you want them to, doesn't mean that they don't love you with all they've got.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-8500315584878310847?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/8500315584878310847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/8500315584878310847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-because-someone-doesnt-love-you-in.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-4095288609888396282</id><published>2008-10-07T19:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:48:57.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SOtZwfwAvoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9xfrqkvot1Y/s1600-h/P9300063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254392079949282946" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SOtZwfwAvoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9xfrqkvot1Y/s320/P9300063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfie is my love..&lt;br /&gt;Kay cheesy i know... but im surprise he actually made a video of us. Sweet i know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, what can you get from it? Or what is love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh, to me its a feeling that you know that your partner will be there for you in any under circumstances. To be in love is merely to be in a state of perceptual anesthesia, you let everything pass you. You make a choice or shall i say you take a risk to be in love. Because you will know how is it going to end. Will it be a fairytale ending complete with a lovely wedding? Or will you lock yourself in room and think the world's going to end? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know if i ask a new couple who just got into relationship they will say love is their partner. And if you ask a person who just got out of a relationship they will say its a horrible thing that happen to their life or its just a part of parcel of life that you go thru when you grow up. And take it as a journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a qoute to share; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down." - Woody Allen, &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;Well, this makes me realised that one can't have everything to run perfectly in their life. Therefore love is not all about two human living happily without suffering. Even Romeo and Juliet have to suffer.&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;So its alright to have hiccups in relatonship because it will just make your relationship stronger and you will be a better person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love is not all about relationship, it is also about friendship that ones have.&lt;br /&gt;And Tabitha, Rafiqa, Mary and Diana is the best thing ever happen to me. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SOtU8mznYbI/AAAAAAAAAB0/s8GYW_yMkIE/s1600-h/P9170088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254386790443737522" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SOtU8mznYbI/AAAAAAAAAB0/s8GYW_yMkIE/s320/P9170088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I miss you girls plus moe too. Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots love,&lt;br /&gt;Ati &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SOtUhe_KTvI/AAAAAAAAABk/9XfkXyvMkr8/s1600-h/PA050046.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SOtUBOuQn6I/AAAAAAAAABc/OpT0SMF9Pbg/s1600-h/P9300063.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4501502117715286524-4095288609888396282?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/4095288609888396282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/4095288609888396282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-what-can-you-get-from-it-or-what.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SOtZwfwAvoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9xfrqkvot1Y/s72-c/P9300063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-2016100134403584191</id><published>2008-10-01T13:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:31:31.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey hey!! Selamat Hari Raya to all my muslim friends! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i was woken up by the kecohness in my house this morning, the usual thing happen. The guys go to the mosque to pray while the ladies stayed home and prepare the dishes for the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahs, i was like a walking zombie this morning. So imagine this, i was falling asleep while slicing the lontong. Maybe i don't have enough sleep for the past three days, I bet boyfriend felt the same way too, poor him. Yesterday his eyes was turning red towards the end of the night and right now he's out with his family, wearing his traditional malay costume. shag. But i think all the foods will energised him back. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was such a long tiring day for the both of us. We went all over the island to import and export the kuihs hahs. And next year i will remind myself never to visit the G land when its raining. Damn! It was so packed and humid!! And the ATMs can't even dispense any cash at all!! tsk3 but then again i don't think i would ever want to visit there again at night. Anyway he bought two diff colour of the traditional malay costume, which actually i think he look really good in it especially when his finger ran thru his hair and combed it to the back........*grins* lol.&lt;br /&gt;So when we reached there and saw the first costume that caught our eyes, we just grab it. And kinda regret it cause there are better ones inside. So yea, we grab another one. Cause the first doesn't really match with what im going to wear. =) so the color for this year will be Purplish,maroonish and greyish.. Yea we got a very hard time to find the colour to match mine. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though G land always get to my nerves, he's there to cheer me up. =)))&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm like going to stay home till evening which then my family will go out. God! Thats like 5 more hours to go.. I think i'm going to take a nap. My mum's Sabah friends are here thou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-2016100134403584191?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/2016100134403584191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/2016100134403584191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-hey-selamat-hari-raya-to-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-8922418776867698499</id><published>2008-09-28T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:39:07.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok previous post abit too head over heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is such complicated thing to deal with. Maybe the problem with me i move on too fast. Too bloody fast. See lah zahra, you know you  are not that patience girl, and you know that you going to act impulsive. Now you are just hurting yourself more and also the person you loved most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, im not gg to bitter about this anymore. Now im gg to stand on my two feet and head to the bathroom. heehs. Going to have a long warm shower as  I bought myself new strawberry shower gel yesterday =) going to pamper myself today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow will be a new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUF WIEDERSEHEN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-8922418776867698499?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/8922418776867698499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/8922418776867698499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-previous-post-abit-too-head-over.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501502117715286524.post-7591914508884802655</id><published>2008-09-28T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T15:25:00.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SN8w-S8vWbI/AAAAAAAAABI/RMmaFrLs71c/s1600-h/zahra6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250969537333909938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SN8w-S8vWbI/AAAAAAAAABI/RMmaFrLs71c/s320/zahra6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ola!! alright i think i just have to start blogging again. Since i got the greenlight to use the computer every now and then. *grins* uh huh, im using my sis's computer. What happen to my lappy? It crashed, like literally, physically CRASHED!! kapuuut!! :'( sad i know. Gg to get a new one soon, well if my pay increase that if. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway how is Ramadhan month going for everyone eh? Fasting enough to celebrate Hari Raya? *evil smile* nyahahahaha. Well i hope everyone had a great time this month and hoping next month will be better one. =) Well i hope i will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, i spent like half of my September month with Alfie, yea we are two crazy people to fall in love. I just love the way we talk things out and try to understand each other better. I love the way he actually makes me feel silly and tell me its alright to feel silly. I love his thoughtfulness and respect me that i have curfews. I love most is the way we glance at each other across the room and know what each other is thinking. And of course i love him for who he is. Well its pointless now then, cause "This, too, shall pass" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it just be a memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250969539177284034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SN8w-Z0PAcI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dHmXgegf82A/s320/zahra2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the special moments that we shared that will remain my fondest memories of you and I.Because the words that i said to you yesterday was out of anger, and yea actually secretly i hope everything will be fine. In fact Perfect. I have the feeling i've already lost all my cards to play the game again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tabby sayang!! thank you for being there for me even though it was in the middle of the night! Will see you on Monday! Total retail theraphy needed i thnk more then that. CUBA? =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4501502117715286524-7591914508884802655?l=zearazest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/7591914508884802655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4501502117715286524/posts/default/7591914508884802655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zearazest.blogspot.com/2008/09/ola-alright-i-think-i-just-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>zeara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02610488603624518314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj5D4iJAtSU/SN8w-S8vWbI/AAAAAAAAABI/RMmaFrLs71c/s72-c/zahra6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
