<?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-1868829920120943256</id><updated>2011-11-25T16:11:39.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>los días de mirella</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-1168190576488165221</id><published>2011-07-14T14:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T14:55:44.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>supp</title><content type='html'>hello :) blagh nobody reads my blog. it's been  awhile since i wrote something here.. too long actually. there's a lot happening in my life right now. where should i start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;long story short...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;last day of school = stressful + joyous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, everyone were taking pics while studying accounting. omg, i don't even wanna talk about accounting exam lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;I'VE FINALLY GRADUATED FROM FUCKING FAIRVIEW ON JUNE 12, 2011 @ PRINCE HOTEL, KUALA LUMPUR, MALAYSIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PROM WAS AMAZING- SO WAS THE AFTER PARTY ;) ALL I CAN SAY; IT WAS A HELL OF A  NIGHT FOR ME :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard my olevel results will come in by aug- im fucking scared. im praying for the best and satisfaction :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't seen lots of people since grad night, and i miss em :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my daily activities are super boring since almost everyone started col like a week ago and so -,- hopefully im starting this sept @ Limkokwing Uni- own place &amp;amp; new peeps. i'm honestly scared lol cos idk what to expect from people there. i bet i'll be the youngest or one of the youngest cos ill start when im 16!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;OMG MY BDAY IS COMING!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i initially want a beach partyyy but malaysia doesn't offer any beautiful beaches near kl, like they're all gross. meanwhile the beautiful ones are near thai -_- i guess i'll have to pass that. besides, 16 doesn't mean anything here. i guess i'll go with plan B; mexican dinner with the fam- sounds boring and cliche but.. try to have a brother who hasn't been staying with you since you were 8 then not seeing him for 5 yrs &amp;amp; suddenly pop infront of him for just a month! basically, i haven't spend FAMILY time in a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's it for now.. im at KBRI KL right now waiting to go back to prince court to do another blood test thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;TTYL BITCHEZ ! HAVE A GOOD DAY :*&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/1868829920120943256-1168190576488165221?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/1168190576488165221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2011/07/supp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1168190576488165221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1168190576488165221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2011/07/supp.html' title='supp'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-7155867773298521995</id><published>2011-02-21T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:41:47.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scared</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6 DAYS TIL MOCK 1!!!!!!!!!!! FUCKKK I'M SCREWEDDDD!! IDK SHIT ABOUT EVERYTHING! I'M SCARED.&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/1868829920120943256-7155867773298521995?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/7155867773298521995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2011/02/scared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7155867773298521995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7155867773298521995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2011/02/scared.html' title='scared'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-7428453001086540292</id><published>2011-02-13T14:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T14:18:51.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;here's a letter to my juliet who will not exist, sincerely the romeo  that always have to miss, wit the tears in my eyes, i can only reminisce,  of the kiss n touch that she love to give, and ur mornin seem so bright  while mine seem so dark, only if i can travel like a light, we wont be  worlds apart, but its no point when u move on n im still stuck,n its  hard to swallow when u say words that are harsh, i try to over come  those feelings that i was holding, not knowing i was choosing to be under  this pouring rain, i can never  score again, now im trying to ignore the  pain, that u left me with which wont let me be the same, i ask myself  questions when i look into a mirror, is it worth living if my heart is in  a failure, n will ya please give me a second chance, cos i'll love u  easy when things get intense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-7428453001086540292?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/7428453001086540292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TVU12eAEnJI/AAAAAAAAAYg/gYwzPhYDJIo/s1600/2011-Celebrity-Amber-Ancaster-hair-style-color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TVU12eAEnJI/AAAAAAAAAYg/gYwzPhYDJIo/s320/2011-Celebrity-Amber-Ancaster-hair-style-color.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572419323823430802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQCA3geSXW8/TVU1ZPARbuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Z62fSKPt_RA/s1600/Jennifer%2BLopez%2BHairstyles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQCA3geSXW8/TVU1ZPARbuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Z62fSKPt_RA/s320/Jennifer%2BLopez%2BHairstyles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572418821581532898" 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/1868829920120943256-8890759161324866238?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/8890759161324866238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2011/02/thinking-of-this-color.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8890759161324866238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8890759161324866238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2011/02/thinking-of-this-color.html' title='thinking of this color'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TVU12eAEnJI/AAAAAAAAAYg/gYwzPhYDJIo/s72-c/2011-Celebrity-Amber-Ancaster-hair-style-color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-2129026518829498919</id><published>2011-02-11T20:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T20:44:26.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worst nye ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TVUu1jeWemI/AAAAAAAAAYA/b9E3t9PlDos/s1600/168107_1780755639271_1250832318_31994492_6105740_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TVUu1jeWemI/AAAAAAAAAYA/b9E3t9PlDos/s320/168107_1780755639271_1250832318_31994492_6105740_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572411611531344482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--06pYMjng_Q/TVUukDmoFWI/AAAAAAAAAX4/v63w3U4-7hk/s1600/167997_1780760479392_1250832318_31994513_790293_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--06pYMjng_Q/TVUukDmoFWI/AAAAAAAAAX4/v63w3U4-7hk/s320/167997_1780760479392_1250832318_31994513_790293_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572411310918341986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ha ha the elevator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TVUtuLkXRCI/AAAAAAAAAXw/m8nEcsMvItI/s1600/163233_1717760738013_1058099551_1906920_3800232_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TVUtuLkXRCI/AAAAAAAAAXw/m8nEcsMvItI/s320/163233_1717760738013_1058099551_1906920_3800232_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572410385343398946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;twins (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;irwin wouldn't stfu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;salsa was physically around but not mentally&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hyatt was filled with grannies and babies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nothing interesting happened&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-2129026518829498919?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/2129026518829498919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2011/02/worst-nye-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2129026518829498919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2129026518829498919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2011/02/worst-nye-ever.html' title='worst nye ever'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TVUu1jeWemI/AAAAAAAAAYA/b9E3t9PlDos/s72-c/168107_1780755639271_1250832318_31994492_6105740_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4069383963826999323</id><published>2011-02-11T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T20:24:38.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>countdownnn</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;16 days til mock 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;52 days til mock 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;74 days til o'level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4 months til grad &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(fucking stoked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yeahh, i'm pretty much screwed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4069383963826999323?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4069383963826999323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2011/02/countdownnn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4069383963826999323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4069383963826999323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2011/02/countdownnn.html' title='countdownnn'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-2712829106863862960</id><published>2011-02-11T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T20:16:42.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bogus</title><content type='html'>nth much has happened. all ik is that there's no drama :) thaank god. other than that mocks are in 16 days O.O i should be studying now ... in a sec ahaha. i really want everything to be over but at the same time i'm not ready yet. oh well i guess that's just life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-2712829106863862960?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/2712829106863862960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2011/02/bogus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2712829106863862960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2712829106863862960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2011/02/bogus.html' title='bogus'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-5710065046046747457</id><published>2010-12-06T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T22:38:28.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get yo bread up , keep yo head up dawg</title><content type='html'>i can't bare my mom sometimes. no, most of the time. i really wanna get outta this house asap. i really loved the time she went for haj. i had total freedom ahaha. but i now am able to bare the drama. screw it, i got a life outside em. it just ..... hurts. like real bad. oh well, that's life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-5710065046046747457?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/5710065046046747457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/12/get-yo-bread-up-keep-yo-head-up-dawg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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something like this before but it really hurts man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i should listen to T.I cos he got really nice lyrics like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;i  ain't dead, no. i ain't done, no. i ain't scared, of what? i ain't  runnin, from who? still i stand. no matter what nigga here i am. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt; " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;now i don’t really care what you call me, just as long as you don't call me rude. i bet they knew as soon as they saw me, Goodnight its over with thats all she wrote. streets like cold Chicago, aint nothing new i’ve seen it all before. but still I ball like no tomorrow, goodnight it’s over with thats all she wrote. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhh this pathetic man. if its about how bitchy i was to em on sunday, hello, i was just fooling around. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153);" href="http://lyricsmusicvideo.blogspot.com/2010/11/ti-ft-eminem-thats-all-she-wrote-lyrics.html#ixzz16PFErN5h"&gt;&lt;/a&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/1868829920120943256-8921998704392614649?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/8921998704392614649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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untuk menguruskan badan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="msg_100001026031159_undefined" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;pokoknya intinya makan dan olahraga pada jam yg sama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_100001026031159_undefined" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;makan jam 12 ya besok2 sampe seterus nya harus makan jam segitu,jgn ngacak jam nya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_100001026031159_undefined" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;sama juga kyk olahraga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="msg_100001026031159_undefined" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;diatas jam 6 malem jgn makan atau ngemil,boleh makan kerupuk aja.hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_100001026031159_undefined" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;trus cara bego nya lu sekolah jgn bawa uang jajan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_100001026031159_undefined" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;jadi kalo lu laper pun,mau beli makanan gak akan bisa kebeli,secara gak ada duit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohiya dan banyakin minum air putih 500mlatau lebih per 3 jam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-488498986257152790?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/488498986257152790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/11/tips-adam-untuk-menguruskan-badan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/488498986257152790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/488498986257152790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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&lt;333 she came to school and said hi to nava but nava was like "don't come in" the worst parts were izzat getting caught by her cos he hasn't been coming to school and nava talked to him sayin "do yk who she is? she's yuna. do yk that she got expelled and why? yk you're hanging with the wrong people" guess somethings just never change ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have saturday extra classes for math :| and must come on dec til 15th wtf urgh fairview!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FML&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/1868829920120943256-5942678711995132037?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/5942678711995132037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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class="light"&gt;&lt;span class="quoteby"&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/1868829920120943256-8469077297031303863?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/8469077297031303863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/11/quotes-by-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8469077297031303863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8469077297031303863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/11/quotes-by-ti.html' title='Quotes by T.I'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-6676967815747368036</id><published>2010-11-09T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T00:10:58.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KLCC</title><content type='html'>i don't normally go there and don't have so much fun like where i have in pavi and bon ton. but today was surprisingly fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today Rachel, Nadia, Aida, Izzat, Barsam, Kingsley and i went to klcc after school to chill cos &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O LEVELS THIS YEAR IS OVER!!!!!!!!!! glad that's over :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us  ladies changed in the school's toilet. we were shy to come out and idk  if it was me but everyone was looking at us. we and izzat went to  setiawangsa lrt station with rach's car. we were so noisy and retarded  .... as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bought tix. omg it took us like forever to decide on  what movie to watch. first we wanted to watch takers but we found this  thai horror movie called deathplace and so we were captivated. thus we  bought tix. then we had a late lunch. then waited for barsam and  kingsley and jin su.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the movie time, we went to the  park and took pics. now that was fun. then we watched the movie. only 3  rows were seated .. oh fuck it was disgusting and retarded. like i  screamed and laughed at the same time ... wtf?! and then when we wanted  to exit the cinema, there wasn't any open doors it was like we were  trapped inside. rach held onto me and we were all laughing through it  but eventually found our exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then aida had to leave from isetan and so  did i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thuuuuuuuus it was a fun day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-6676967815747368036?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/6676967815747368036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/11/klcc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6676967815747368036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6676967815747368036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/11/klcc.html' title='KLCC'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-8203705162075389085</id><published>2010-11-08T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T00:08:25.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wohoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O LEVELS THIS YEAR IS OVER!!!!!!!!!! glad that's over :) &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/1868829920120943256-8203705162075389085?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4242816618541104003</id><published>2010-11-08T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:53:29.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grrrrrr. not cool.</title><content type='html'>FUCKER. SALSA SAID "I WAS JUST DREAMING" I CAN'T BELIEVE I BOUGHT THAT BRAT!!!! i was too enthusiastic ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4242816618541104003?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4242816618541104003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/11/grrrrrr-not-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4242816618541104003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4242816618541104003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/11/grrrrrr-not-cool.html' title='grrrrrr. not cool.'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-5814125698021711427</id><published>2010-11-07T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T16:05:32.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im soked</title><content type='html'>salsa's gonna have 2 months break after her uan and i'll be having like idk how long but all ik is loooong enough for me to go on a vacation. thus we decided to go somewhere , to a beach, and so we decided &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;THE BAHAMAS&lt;/span&gt; baby! i've always wanted to go there :P buuuuuut there's one problem for me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;cash&lt;/span&gt;. that means i better save up ... a lot. like control the shopping and expenses. the best part is no parents allowed. i really hope this trip is still on though. how sick is this for me to get after grad?! i really hope her parents and mine agree. i mean, its just gonna be us at the bahamas chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, its 4 now. i should study. Business paper 2 tmrw :| last paper babyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOODALOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-5814125698021711427?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/5814125698021711427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-soked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5814125698021711427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5814125698021711427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-soked.html' title='im soked'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-5427688421611177340</id><published>2010-10-30T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T23:46:21.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAKERS</title><content type='html'>TAKERS WAS AWESOME, AMAZING, HOT AND YADDIYADDA !!!!!!!! IT WAS THE BEST 1HR 50 MINS OF MY LIFE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John was fucking butt naked!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;my most fav scene was when Ghost went to a boutique trying on tuxedos -oh myyyyyyyy!! while the other men starting from AJ with his fedora -looks hot btw, smoking cig -i never thought guys who smoke are cool but this one was, and then one by one the other men; Gordon, Jesse, Jake got out of their vehicles with swag and style ... aaaaaaahhh so fucking sexyyyyyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the action was cool. never thought men could be so sexy as badasses hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, i just gotta watch it again. after o levels :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-5427688421611177340?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-7706028236333073335</id><published>2010-10-27T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T17:25:15.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesia</title><content type='html'>didn't go to school today for that breast cancer lollipop day thang. heard it was really boring, just free periods and cp class. also some kids not wearing pink were sent to nava's office. they had to write a report and donate 20 bucks. but some were loose cos they had pink stuff. and i really don't think the 20 bucks is for breast cancer ...... its fairview for god's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pray for indonesia, the country where i'm from. tho i don't really like going back still. many natural disasters happen recently; flood, mt. merapi erupted and some lives were taken/injured and quake leading to tsunami in sumatra. omfg i just realized everything happened near parents' origin, well technically. my dad's from the island of sumatra, tanjung balai to be exact but its not on the sides of plate tectonics moves. my mom's from the island of java, yogyakarta to be exact and mt. merapi is on the outskirts of yogya named sleman. wow.&lt;br /&gt;HIDUP INDONESIA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-7706028236333073335?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/7706028236333073335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/indonesia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i get good marks, amin :) PAPER 2 ON NOV 8TH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, should i like, come to school tmrw? its breast cancer day and lollipop day. i gotta wear pink and the problem is, IDK WHICH PINK TOP. hmmmmmmm should i come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 mins later ......&lt;br /&gt;aight, i decided to come. but idk if i am gonna wear pink. i have 2 options; skirt and tee OR black skinny with tee/tank . i kinda feel like bringing ma g side back tmrw hahaha buuuuut it depends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-5134350097917252630?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/5134350097917252630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/school-tmrw.html#comment-form' title='0 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rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARGH TMRW'S BUSINESS ;( &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/1868829920120943256-7402878353825114974?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/7402878353825114974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/holy-balls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7402878353825114974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7402878353825114974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-415701542022120089</id><published>2010-10-18T02:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T02:36:15.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lesson #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;don't trust people easily. i've learned that guys have a special purpose to be kind but of course not all are like that, their the sweet guys who make you lmao. to those ho-bags, you can walk to horror bitches. as well as girls, no matter how they are they are two-faced skanks seeking for bs to talk about. some are trustworthy but, haha, yeah yk. its hard to know who your true friends are and to be honest idk who my best friend is. harsh ay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i'm 15 now, i'm learning to stop backstabbing people, keep quiet, smile, talk to anyone yk even if you detest em but keep things simple and keep it all to my thoughts. i don't wanna be that bitch when i reminisce my teenage life. i've made mistakes, huge and silly ones, but it makes me to think of my upcoming actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow this post is dramatic ......... i should really sleep now, its 2:30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;diggity diggity boom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-415701542022120089?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/415701542022120089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/lesson-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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and now i gained em back, argh! plus, i have been eating a lot nowadays. its like, i am never full! mad? yeah .. i can't control my desire to eat but i could during fasting month, esp when those ho-bags purposely ate in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;i have to lose weight like 8 or 10 kgs before i go to indo. yo i gotta look fine if i wanna see my friends and relatives bahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i shall reduce my sleeping hours (hardest shit cos, urgh hello, i love sleeping hahaha), control my desire of constant eating (yeah that's gonna be tough), jump ropes (okayyy) and run (urgh, failed attempt! but i should)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-532964026273829278?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/532964026273829278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-1058724033611684308</id><published>2010-10-18T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T02:14:51.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O'LEVELS</title><content type='html'>i had my english paper 1 last tuesday and ik i screwed my compo. i'm trying not to think of it but .... i just can't. i'm doomed. help :( on other hands, paper 2 is this tuesday. i shall practice, sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-1058724033611684308?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/1058724033611684308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/olevels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1058724033611684308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1058724033611684308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/olevels.html' title='O&apos;LEVELS'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-8093703046392725023</id><published>2010-10-18T01:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T02:01:10.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want you back - Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TLs4cU3bQKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/BMOGrDLbMqA/s1600/secret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TLs4cU3bQKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/BMOGrDLbMqA/s320/secret.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529075026816090274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is awesome. i mean the acoustic version is. secret has amazed me in their 3mins of shaking in magic and nailing the acoustic version. here is the translation. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no i am not heartbroken, actually i am, well just a lil, cos~ there's absolutely no hope with him and ..... argh fuck that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Secret Time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;How long have we been separated already?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;One minute or one second, it feels like a year already~ I want you back!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna wanna I  wanna wanna&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna wanna I I  wanna wanna&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;I want you back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;(y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ou back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;I want you back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;yeah&gt;&lt;/yeah&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyday men surrounding me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were really bothersome so I avoided you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why didn’t I know back then? I didn’t know love&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your letters all in a trash can&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your presents all in this room yeah&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why didn’t I know back then?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn’t know love&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want I want I want I want you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being sick wasn’t just an excuse to call&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need I need I need I need you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why was I like that back then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[Chorus]]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you back &lt;you&gt;&lt;/you&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are so precious, I do love you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;i’m so sorry I didn’t appreciate you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you back &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;you&gt;&lt;/you&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so cold, I was so selfish&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for taking care of me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;I want you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna wanna  I  wanna wanna&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna wanna I I  wanna wanna&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;I want you back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;I want you back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;yeah&gt;&lt;/yeah&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I told you I was sick you’d come running to me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;You would stay all night by my side&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn’t see how crazy I was, I was so stupid&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hid your picture in my phone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I frequently whined everyday&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn’t see how crazy I was,  I was so stupid&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you know you know you know me&lt;me&gt;&lt;/me&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spoke out words of breakup like a habit&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I know  I know I know you&lt;you.&gt;&lt;/you.&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn’t know how much I’d regret it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[Chorus]]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you back&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;you&gt;&lt;/you&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are so precious, I do love you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;i’m so sorry I didn’t appreciate you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you back &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;you&gt;&lt;/you&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so cold, I was so selfish&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for taking care of me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that you’re also pretending to be okay&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see that it’s hard for you too, your big lie&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;My burnt down heart I I I I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if I call dozens or numerous times you don’t pick up&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, why? This can’t be the end of us&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spin for you like South Pole, North Pole&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me where my flaws are&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I I I I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[Chorus]]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;you&gt;&lt;/you&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are so precious, I do love you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;i’m so sorry I didn’t appreciate you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you back &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;you&gt;&lt;/you&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so cold, I was so selfish&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for taking care of me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want you I want you I want you I want you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want you I want you&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;I  want you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna wanna I wanna wanna&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna wanna I I  wanna wanna&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;secret&gt;&lt;/secret&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;I want you back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;I want you bac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 204);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-8093703046392725023?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/8093703046392725023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-want-you-back-secret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8093703046392725023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8093703046392725023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-want-you-back-secret.html' title='I want you back - Secret'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TLs4cU3bQKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/BMOGrDLbMqA/s72-c/secret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-8563265607256264639</id><published>2010-10-18T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T01:41:45.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get back up - T.I ft Chris brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TLs1P7ivTYI/AAAAAAAAAUY/AP0Tl3XAK9E/s1600/ti-chrisbrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TLs1P7ivTYI/AAAAAAAAAUY/AP0Tl3XAK9E/s320/ti-chrisbrown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529071515325123970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm only human dawg&lt;br /&gt;I'm only human dawg&lt;br /&gt;I'm only human dawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chris Brown]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you forgive me&lt;br /&gt;It's an SOS to let me be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T.I]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, ay, ay listen to me&lt;br /&gt;And when they push you down,&lt;br /&gt;You got to get back up&lt;br /&gt;And when they push you down,&lt;br /&gt;You got to get back up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T.I]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push the dirt off your jersey than go for the cup&lt;br /&gt;Or the trophy or the ring, champion no matter what&lt;br /&gt;Cause when you got the belt and the ring&lt;br /&gt;People with ya poppin bottles, taking pictures look around&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you fall down all the haters pass a judgement&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, i'm here to show that I'ma rise above this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, what it is World&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's me again, back before you, at your mercy&lt;br /&gt;Don't bend your knee again, no running from the truth&lt;br /&gt;As much as we pretend, that it aint what it is, than it hits CNN&lt;br /&gt;Apologies to my fans and my closest friends, (I'm sorry)&lt;br /&gt;For letting you down, I wont take you down this road again&lt;br /&gt;Most of you now saying whatever, here we go again&lt;br /&gt;Blogs, radio, and television all going in&lt;br /&gt;I laugh to keep from crying through all of the embarrasment&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say you f-cking haters is hilarious&lt;br /&gt;How dare you sit right there and act as if you holier than thou&lt;br /&gt;Point your finger now with me looking down&lt;br /&gt;Same clown that was twitpic'ing at my wedding&lt;br /&gt;On the same twitter page disrespecting&lt;br /&gt;Wait a second (hold up)&lt;br /&gt;Never mind my imperfections this is fact, remember that&lt;br /&gt;No mistakes too great to recover and bounce back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chris Brown]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when they push you down, you got to get back up&lt;br /&gt;And when they push you down, you got to get back up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T.I]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push the dirt off your jersey than go for the cup&lt;br /&gt;Or the trophy or the ring, champion no matter what&lt;br /&gt;Cause when you got the belt and the ring&lt;br /&gt;People with ya poppin bottles, taking pictures look around&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you fall down all the haters pass a judgement&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, i'm here to show that I'ma rise above this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T.I]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, yeah, I done some dumb sh-t,&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed everybody I know&lt;br /&gt;Try not to hold that against me though&lt;br /&gt;My road to redemption has no GPS&lt;br /&gt;So guess the time must be invested for this to be manifested&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's hard living life in the spotlight&lt;br /&gt;Trying to dodge the haters same time as the cop light&lt;br /&gt;The bible say "let he without sin cast the stone first" (stone first)&lt;br /&gt;The sinner or the one who judged him, who was wrong first?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah he go to work, never done no drugs or to be fair&lt;br /&gt;He just drink his liquor, touch his kids, beat his wife instead&lt;br /&gt;Difference is, my shortcomings hit the media&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to TMZ, the AJC and Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;See the stairway to heaven while stepping down Jacob's ladder&lt;br /&gt;My good outweigh the bad, God, aint that what really matters, nope&lt;br /&gt;A matter of fact I'm wrong but after that the good i've done in your hood&lt;br /&gt;Should it overshadow that?&lt;br /&gt;Got the World laughing at me for the moment&lt;br /&gt;But it gonna be your turn 'fore it's over with&lt;br /&gt;Even if you so legit that you get a house with a dog and a picket fence&lt;br /&gt;The people with you then but when they turn on you remember this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push the dirt off your jersey than go for the cup&lt;br /&gt;Or the trophy or the ring, champion no matter what&lt;br /&gt;Cause when you got the belt and the ring&lt;br /&gt;People with ya poppin bottles, taking pictures look around&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you fall down all the haters pass a judgement&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, i'm here to show that I'ma rise above this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chris Brown]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, out there&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah, ah, ah&lt;br /&gt;Can you (hear you)&lt;br /&gt;Hello, out there,&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;You gotta get you&lt;br /&gt;You gotta gotta believe in me&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T.I]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accept full responsibilty for the all the wrong I've done&lt;br /&gt;If y'all thought I were perfect&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for being human man&lt;br /&gt;But never again partner&lt;br /&gt;You can put my life on that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push the dirt off your jersey than go for the cup&lt;br /&gt;Or the trophy or the ring, champion no matter what&lt;br /&gt;Cause when you got the belt and the ring&lt;br /&gt;People with ya poppin bottles, taking pictures look around&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you fall down all the haters pass a judgement&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, i'm here to show that I'ma rise above this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can love me, or you can leave me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you judge me, just let me be me&lt;br /&gt;And you can love me or either leave me&lt;br /&gt;Before you judge me, see life aint easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Atta boy (L) he nailed this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-8563265607256264639?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/8563265607256264639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/get-back-up-ti-ft-chris-brown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8563265607256264639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8563265607256264639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/get-back-up-ti-ft-chris-brown.html' title='Get back up - T.I ft Chris brown'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TLs1P7ivTYI/AAAAAAAAAUY/AP0Tl3XAK9E/s72-c/ti-chrisbrown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-9004464550487617019</id><published>2010-10-03T19:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T20:23:35.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonita de chica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKh1QoAQB9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/p_KfdcgvuP0/s1600/40609_1563359964515_1250832318_31523776_1848886_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKh1QoAQB9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/p_KfdcgvuP0/s320/40609_1563359964515_1250832318_31523776_1848886_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523793871446738898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;so it was finally honour's day. i had only a week to prepare, and everything was frustrating as hell. basically everyone loved my dance that night, they said we were so fly and G and loads more f compliments. i had a blast dancing to lil' mama's lip gloss and chris brown's wall to wall. i don't mind performing that again. i think if i have to do it now i'd do hell better than that night. but like all the teachers were saying we were amazing :P&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;omg like on that day, i didn't get to really rehearse. then went to irene's place before she leaves to canada, for make-up and hair with jancee. i looked so G man hahahahaha. wifey was daym classy i was shocked. when i went back stage, i was so nervous. esp when the music stopped during the belly dance ohhh man everyone in my group panicked. luckily the music didn't stop and my embarrassing solo at the end was successful :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKh01809lqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/SzaZRi0sFko/s1600/Picnik+collage+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 111px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKh01809lqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/SzaZRi0sFko/s320/Picnik+collage+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523793413180069538" 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/1868829920120943256-9004464550487617019?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/9004464550487617019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/bonita-de-chica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/9004464550487617019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/9004464550487617019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/bonita-de-chica.html' title='Bonita de chica'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKh1QoAQB9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/p_KfdcgvuP0/s72-c/40609_1563359964515_1250832318_31523776_1848886_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4661201239413174237</id><published>2010-10-03T17:05:00.036+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T22:44:54.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terengganu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Friday, 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY BALLS I HAVEN'T SHARE MY TERENGGANU TRIP! ['holy balls' is my new fav term]&lt;br /&gt;2 words to describe that trip; amazing &amp;amp; unforgettable.  why? cos i spent 3 days and 2 nights with my closest friends and fun teachers at a place where i never thought i would be with them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was at school around 7 and we only left at 8. the journey was &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhNuKWj7kI/AAAAAAAAAQg/KMq2010eyaw/s1600/Picnik+collage+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 107px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhNuKWj7kI/AAAAAAAAAQg/KMq2010eyaw/s320/Picnik+collage+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523750398418218562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;suppose to be 5 hrs max but it took 8 friggin hrs to get there cos of the driver's really slow driving, many r&amp;amp;r stops and traffic. but there was that one time all of us had to use the toilet so we stopped at a petronas petrol station and it only had 1 cubicle for each sex so there was a line like queuing for sembako haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after arriving at the 'hotel'&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhndva5XwI/AAAAAAAAATA/KQ2BCza3d6o/s1600/Picnik+collage+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhndva5XwI/AAAAAAAAATA/KQ2BCza3d6o/s320/Picnik+collage+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523778703613058818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to a local disabled kids' home. it was touching &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhnxNHFE-I/AAAAAAAAATI/f6hDAhGP6wc/s1600/Picnik+collage+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 121px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhnxNHFE-I/AAAAAAAAATI/f6hDAhGP6wc/s320/Picnik+collage+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523779038000518114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for everyone. those kids did the chicken dance and it got all of us doing it back in the hotel haha. we contributed for them cos they were just lovely :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we went to UMT's beach ...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhkln2X-XI/AAAAAAAAASY/ksMN0mLQqeA/s1600/Picnik+collage+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhkln2X-XI/AAAAAAAAASY/ksMN0mLQqeA/s320/Picnik+collage+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523775540484897138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pic on the left is basically the year 10s, i mean when i was a 10th grader. on top was Shoba, Me, JC, Riya, Irene, Shefali, Barsam, Ms. Shalini, Nabila and Izzat. Khairi and Mehul were somewhere ard the beach -,-&lt;br /&gt;then the picture below are the Korean guys. see, they had their own lil photoshoot so us non koreans felt left out. both pictures are awesome, i love em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhkypvQk6I/AAAAAAAAASg/w1D7oyXn_vo/s1600/Picnik+collage+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 106px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhkypvQk6I/AAAAAAAAASg/w1D7oyXn_vo/s320/Picnik+collage+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523775764330222498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooooohh HAHAHA this picture is really funny cos its showing how Barsam and Dong Jae carried Ms. Shalini and dipped em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhXXiuFfYI/AAAAAAAAARY/aCm1NQkNkTA/s1600/Picnik+collage+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhXXiuFfYI/AAAAAAAAARY/aCm1NQkNkTA/s200/Picnik+collage+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523761004938624386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were all exhausted as we got to the 'hotel' but, what do you really think of these pictures on right? do you think we look exhausted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i planned to sleep early cos the next day was the reason why i went to the trip; THE BEACH. buuuuuuut i had guests in my room until 1 or 2am(?) it was soooooooo much fun having them over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Saturday, 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I REMEMBER THIS DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhcbTNB8hI/AAAAAAAAARg/8lfoehieWC0/s1600/IMG_3580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhcbTNB8hI/AAAAAAAAARg/8lfoehieWC0/s200/IMG_3580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523766567051063826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 6 am on a friggin saturday! that's abnormal kay! why did i? cos nabila, shoba, barsam and amin planned to take a walk. it was a beautiful morning with drizzles. [excuse our faces, we just woke up]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the bus to&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhlCTHMpeI/AAAAAAAAASo/SRWhMwNu6ss/s1600/Picnik+collage+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhlCTHMpeI/AAAAAAAAASo/SRWhMwNu6ss/s320/Picnik+collage+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523776033134519778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the port and waited there for 30-50 mins (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the long ass ferry ride ... i mean look at how pissed&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhlZJayWjI/AAAAAAAAASw/Au73WqSqpfg/s1600/34634_426316076896_768591896_4416655_4524128_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 107px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhlZJayWjI/AAAAAAAAASw/Au73WqSqpfg/s320/34634_426316076896_768591896_4416655_4524128_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523776425669319218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we were at the pictures. [i was just posing but i was pissed as well , that explains my smile haha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT THE BEACH .................................&lt;br /&gt;at the first beach we snorkeled and had lunch. the sea water was crystal clear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhpWTLKzUI/AAAAAAAAATg/aCzvAE3GYbI/s1600/Picnik+collage+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhpWTLKzUI/AAAAAAAAATg/aCzvAE3GYbI/s320/Picnik+collage+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523780774795070786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and others were .......... yeah&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhqNaDVieI/AAAAAAAAATw/swto_yJmqC0/s1600/Picnik+collage+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhqNaDVieI/AAAAAAAAATw/swto_yJmqC0/s320/Picnik+collage+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523781721534073314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;at the second and last beach i played volleyball while the guys played football&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhrzz9OJ6I/AAAAAAAAAT4/hOHv-rHq8yk/s1600/Picnik+collage+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhrzz9OJ6I/AAAAAAAAAT4/hOHv-rHq8yk/s320/Picnik+collage+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523783480834402210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhausted, hungry, was what i felt at the 'hotel' luckily there was a bbq party! but i ate a lil that night :S i happened to bond with these people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;WHAT HAPPENED IN TERENGGANU STAYS IN TERENGGANU :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 18&lt;br /&gt;everybody woke up late. we were told to be heading to the museum and we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhvHGrU1LI/AAAAAAAAAUA/CrK2fFBGtS0/s1600/34652_139755889386057_100000549390465_307718_838974_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhvHGrU1LI/AAAAAAAAAUA/CrK2fFBGtS0/s320/34652_139755889386057_100000549390465_307718_838974_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523787110812013746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent only 20 mins then left to the market. all the koreans were like "omg its so hot here! ewww it stinks! omg whats that, whaaaaaaa!!!! aiiishhh sibal" at the market haha then we went to mcd for lunch and headed back to kl for another 8 hrs -,- we didn't watch a movie this time, we listened to our individual songs, slept on one's shoulder and talked. some stuff are ...... sigh neva mindddd :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4661201239413174237?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4661201239413174237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/july-terengganu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4661201239413174237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4661201239413174237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/10/july-terengganu.html' title='Terengganu'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TKhNuKWj7kI/AAAAAAAAAQg/KMq2010eyaw/s72-c/Picnik+collage+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-8997520291639722207</id><published>2010-07-16T21:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:55:14.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bagong, it's yo bday in this side of the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TEBjPuxXe4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LVfVqmU9ba4/s1600/scan+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TEBjPuxXe4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LVfVqmU9ba4/s320/scan+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494500667296283522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me: 2nd grade halloween&lt;br /&gt;him: junior (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TEBiwH4shPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xOjlxFCcCjg/s1600/IMG_2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TEBiwH4shPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xOjlxFCcCjg/s320/IMG_2018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494500124282094834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for Futurama :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TEBh0rmQsdI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ef35RGbhOSc/s1600/abang+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TEBh0rmQsdI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ef35RGbhOSc/s320/abang+and+i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494499103076299218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we weren't at taco bell when this picture was taken. we were at gurney ? yeah i think so. but i wrote taco bell cos we spent our meals there or at popeyes hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i used to be half his size *5 years later.... BOOM! i'm that tall now ha ha ha. he was shocked to see me, well so was i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say happy birthday abang, i love and miss you so much :( wish you all the best in everything! and i mean EVERYTHING :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-8997520291639722207?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/8997520291639722207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/07/bangong-its-yo-bday-in-this-side-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8997520291639722207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8997520291639722207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/07/bangong-its-yo-bday-in-this-side-of.html' title='bagong, it&apos;s yo bday in this side of the world'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TEBjPuxXe4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LVfVqmU9ba4/s72-c/scan+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-548784243887771327</id><published>2010-07-16T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:04:13.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a girl</title><content type='html'>okay that sounds wrong but damn that's a fucking hot song by Taeyang ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so exams just finished -HELLLLL YEAAAAAAAAAHHHH. i think i screwed my math and accounting paper. i couldn't feel my hands on tuesday and wednesday. sigh, i'm just glad its all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's my brother's birthdayyy :* abang, i looooove you! wish you all the best in everything. i miss you so fucking much. if you were here, we'd be playing ps2 or eating mexicano food hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UWW YES, BABY. I'M GOING TO TERENGGANU TMRW :D i love that state. plus i'll be going to redaaaang ;) it's funny, like everyone who went there in yr 8 aren't going this time cos majority are in sayfol and the other 2 are just too lazy. i'm done packing. argh fuck i can't sleep early/wake up early. ik i wouldn't be sleeping in the bus, i'll be lmao-ing with nabila shoba and jancee then ho will be yapping mr.bs will do shit to crave attention and dong jae will just be him. i can't imagine how three days with korean guys and my ladies will be like . i have 2 missions there: get tanner and spank THAT ass ;) ahahahahahaha!!! i'm totally psyched about the trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i went to Pangkor Laut Resort courtesy of Marriot hotel. i went there for my mom's birthday. the place is fucking gorg, aaaahh i wanna go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was ho jun's party. hahahahaha there were like 14 people in his car, it was crazy. i didn't skate i was terrified of my past kkk. so tan chun hsiang and i chilled. ganteng was there :* ho jun's dad forced nabila and i to eat durian omg i hate durian, i got a headache after eating that plus the bday cake's flavor was durian too! omg.. chun hsiang bailed on nabila and i. we freaked out on how to go back, ganteng came to the rescueeeeeee :D he dropped us at bila's place then my parents picked me up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't think of anything else happening so far. i'll blog and post pics of the trip :) ohhh i forgot to mention; the trip was meant for ib -_- urgh ib again and again, HOWEVER it became yr 10s and 9s then those ib kids go to taman negara in pahang, hah eat that! for once we cie peeps get something hella fineeee :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-548784243887771327?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/548784243887771327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-need-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/548784243887771327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/548784243887771327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-need-girl.html' title='i need a girl'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-8457326579922556630</id><published>2010-06-29T22:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T23:11:41.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's 51 and going through menopause hahaha</title><content type='html'>I have been talking to Min Seok lately kkkkk. its so weird how i managed to text with him during K-U game sat night though i was at this resort near Pangkor island and so little connection i received XD i stayed there for a day only :( suppose to be 2 but dad was busy on friday. Sunday, June 27th was mom's 51st b-day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TCoJiUUhAlI/AAAAAAAAAPo/QS8fxxCzygM/s1600/IMG_3396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TCoJiUUhAlI/AAAAAAAAAPo/QS8fxxCzygM/s320/IMG_3396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488209581079331410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TCoL06OOxMI/AAAAAAAAAP4/JsbQP2KPeOU/s1600/IMG_3487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TCoL06OOxMI/AAAAAAAAAP4/JsbQP2KPeOU/s320/IMG_3487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488212099514418370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;urgh exams start on friday and its MATH, crap ima die :/ aaaay.&lt;br /&gt;that's it for now, i gotta continue study cp kkkk&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/1868829920120943256-8457326579922556630?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/8457326579922556630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-been-talking-to-min-seok-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8457326579922556630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8457326579922556630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-been-talking-to-min-seok-lately.html' title='Mom&apos;s 51 and going through menopause hahaha'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TCoJiUUhAlI/AAAAAAAAAPo/QS8fxxCzygM/s72-c/IMG_3396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4859039335097967216</id><published>2010-06-19T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T23:59:29.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>play girlz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBzonCwjOsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/HPBn3U58KGo/s1600/2nd_single_photo13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBzonCwjOsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/HPBn3U58KGo/s320/2nd_single_photo13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484514203683470018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBzofB5bA0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/TDdRhdsXHv0/s1600/2nd_single_photo10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBzofB5bA0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/TDdRhdsXHv0/s320/2nd_single_photo10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484514066013291330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha i was thinking of dying my hair gahee's hair color or bekah's. but i think blond is too much for me :S and of course, their god damn body :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with ifuuuu today. we watched karate kid then went to BT and shisha-ed til the flavor was gone. we wanted to take photo stickers but my parents were at pavi already so went back and yeah that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4859039335097967216?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4859039335097967216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/06/play-girlz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4859039335097967216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4859039335097967216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/06/play-girlz.html' title='play girlz'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBzonCwjOsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/HPBn3U58KGo/s72-c/2nd_single_photo13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4970465498898193759</id><published>2010-06-18T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T22:41:10.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terpesona</title><content type='html'>blog ini pake bhsa indo aja ya krna agak pribadi hahaha. gw terpesona ma P &amp;amp; A atau manggilnya Star &amp;amp; Afro hahahaha. si Star lucuuuuuuu bgt gue ga tahan liatnya apalagi mata sipitnya itu, kalo senyum astaga malahan jadi 1 baris haha terus dia tampan dan seksi juga haha. sedangkan si Afro, dia ganteng sebagai orang sini. dua-duanya kocak, lucu, baik terus apa lagi yah? hmm skg sih gue taunya sampe itu doang. gimana gue ga terpesona ma mereka? orang-orangnya pada begituuu , gue kan paling suka cowo yg begitu hahaha pokoknya ga mati dan pergi (dead and gone) oh iya, kemaren atau rabu ya gue dapat laptop terus ol fb. gue pengen banget liat foto-foto grad night yg dari kamernya natalia , begitu gue liat terutama foto-foto ma MEREKA , AHAHAHAHAHAHA, gue ngakak terus senyuuuuum terus :P gue crop nabila dari foto gue &amp;amp; star trs di jadiin dp di twitter. kata anak-anak dia cocok jadi cowo gue NGAHAHAHAHAHA BAHAHAHAHA , amiiiiiin XD terus dia jadiin foto itu (versi original) sebagai dp nya di fb ngahaha, gue ngakak dan teriak begitu liatnya tetapi udah di ubah skg :| kayaknya gue ada rasa dikit deh ma star :S ya tuhan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aish, kayaknya gue masuk angin. bentar lagi gue mau tidur ah secara seharian ini gue ga tidur karena tadi sore les matematik. eh, aneh bgt deh. masa past yr papers nya lebih gampang dari tb? gue ga pernah nyangka gue bakal bilang begini tapi gue merasa, sebab gue bisa &amp;amp; gampang ngertinya. tai ah sekolah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4970465498898193759?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4970465498898193759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/06/terpesona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4970465498898193759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4970465498898193759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/06/terpesona.html' title='terpesona'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-3379464377088296284</id><published>2010-06-16T21:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:33:13.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yr11's grad night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjaOhwRGxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WrJw3rDN924/s1600/solo+baby+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjaOhwRGxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WrJw3rDN924/s320/solo+baby+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483372489437420306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my eyes popped when i saw him passing by me with a tux on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjaHtJOM8I/AAAAAAAAAPI/bF58LFYMdvg/s1600/solo+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjaHtJOM8I/AAAAAAAAAPI/bF58LFYMdvg/s320/solo+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483372372235793346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjZwqxDZXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/mjOW_lt2328/s1600/29705_404569478418_800248418_4155247_3375926_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjZwqxDZXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/mjOW_lt2328/s320/29705_404569478418_800248418_4155247_3375926_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483371976460559730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IFU!!! sigh :'( he's no longer in Fairview. gah i miss him already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjZCeJbRYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/HkeUJz0n2Ng/s1600/13454_426791664533_616099533_5609775_4476823_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjZCeJbRYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/HkeUJz0n2Ng/s320/13454_426791664533_616099533_5609775_4476823_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483371182799144322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;those 2 ladies are gorgeous and hella fine especially in this pic. I miss y'all (L) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjXo4Ih8VI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5qKrprXEIHE/s1600/13454_426786119533_616099533_5609415_1159429_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjXo4Ih8VI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5qKrprXEIHE/s320/13454_426786119533_616099533_5609415_1159429_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483369643586482514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sernimator! too bad he took his tux off :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahahahaha . i gotta say, they all looked gorgeous and handsome :) i surely did not regret coming that night. i hope i get to see them again!&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/1868829920120943256-3379464377088296284?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/3379464377088296284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/06/yr11s-grad-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3379464377088296284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3379464377088296284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/06/yr11s-grad-night.html' title='yr11&apos;s grad night'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjaOhwRGxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WrJw3rDN924/s72-c/solo+baby+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-5065262959366529269</id><published>2010-06-16T21:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:52:30.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad</title><content type='html'>i love that song and i agree with that part, i can buy all the things i want well except for love and happiness but buying some stuff makes me happy so...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjTUVCkhLI/AAAAAAAAAOo/iiYL19xk9wg/s1600/SAMSUNG-B3410-PINK-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjTUVCkhLI/AAAAAAAAAOo/iiYL19xk9wg/s320/SAMSUNG-B3410-PINK-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483364892522349746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my internet finally works :D omg it's been 2 weeks or sth, urgh I'm not so sure. I've been going online at daddy's office and with my new phone. its samsung corby chat , it's better than my nokia n97. thanks dad for buying me (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the day i bought that, it was yr 11's grad night! even though i wasn't so close with em all but ik em and chat/hung out with em. to be honest, i miss em. school's so diff without em yk, no body sings on mon mornings like Keymir, no body practice like Early Reyhan Toby, no crazy head prefect like Ho Min and no body hardly hangs out in the balcony like Jon AK and others did. FYI, the yr 11 classes are no for lil kiddies, yeah wtf. oh well gotta move on :D none other couple would look good now since Keymir and Lycel left, now's like Emily and Rafiq!!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got exams in 2 and a half weeks.. fuck ima die on math. history, hmm i think i'll be aight. I'm trying not to stress myself but how can't i? i really wanna go to yr 11 so i can finish school fast! plus it sounds cool when i say "I'm a senior now" AHAHAHA. i said this to mom "ma, don't you feel a lot more older that your son is going to work and your daughter is gonna graduate high school in a year?" HAHAHAHAHA :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT , BEFORE ALL THE STRESS AND STUDYING....&lt;/span&gt; I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; will go ol anytime i can, movie time with Ifu and for mom's bday next weekend I'll go to Pangkor baby!!!!! FINALLY, I GET TO GO TO A BEACH AND GET TANNED! yk what? few days ago peeps said i got fair again :S i was like, urgh bs but it's true! compared to the sports day and holidays with now, i look fairer. proof: grad night, omg all those pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. BS , yeah, yk, still following? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am officially disgusted by him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-5065262959366529269?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/5065262959366529269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wanna-be-billionaire-so-fucking-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5065262959366529269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5065262959366529269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wanna-be-billionaire-so-fucking-bad.html' title='I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/TBjTUVCkhLI/AAAAAAAAAOo/iiYL19xk9wg/s72-c/SAMSUNG-B3410-PINK-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-5455090072003843850</id><published>2010-05-27T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:01:04.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ayyyy</title><content type='html'>sigh... my net still can't work and now i'm online at my driver's place while seeing his baby girl, omg she's fucking cute!!!! this sucks. and wanna know what sucks even more? NEXT WEEK IS MY TERM3 BREAK BUT I GOTTA STUDY COS JUNE 7-11 IS TEST -,- aish.. i wanna go shisha :D hahaha i miss it.  after graduating from high school, i wanna dye my hair and get piercings :D + i demand a longer curfew!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-5455090072003843850?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/5455090072003843850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/ayyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5455090072003843850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5455090072003843850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/ayyyy.html' title='ayyyy'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-7064447925462441736</id><published>2010-05-22T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T14:10:24.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kkkkk :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S_jFl16UJTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vSJN4hZK9pc/s1600/30855_1342823163187_1009464668_30747972_6023346_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S_jFl16UJTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vSJN4hZK9pc/s320/30855_1342823163187_1009464668_30747972_6023346_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474342600986338610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;lmao, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BITCH (YOU JUNG) loooooove her, sarang hae!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was you jung's party at rc . whatever happened is kinda a secret kkkkk XD then went to pavi to see irwin and ibi. irwin had to make a bracelet for yk-who while waiting for ibi, omfg he took forever to get there. we went to bt and had a blast there. lastly we went to klcc by foot hahaha . i had fun today even thought they said i looked like i was in a bad mood and all but no i wasn't . this is a good day to have fun before tests :) can't talk much cos , yk~~~~~ kkkkkk. aight then i'll post up later WHEN MY FUCKING NET WORKS.......i am using kak monic's digi broadband kkkk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-7064447925462441736?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/7064447925462441736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/kkkkk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7064447925462441736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7064447925462441736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/kkkkk.html' title='kkkkk :)'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S_jFl16UJTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vSJN4hZK9pc/s72-c/30855_1342823163187_1009464668_30747972_6023346_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-2341863768142269259</id><published>2010-05-17T01:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:16:05.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ay, Ga-hee, amo usted..</title><content type='html'>before i sleep, i saw this amazing video of her dancing to Beyonce's sweet dream. FUCK , SHE CAN TOTALLY MOVE !!! i'm lazy to post the vid haha. i saw this comment , it has like 39 likes and i totally agree with he/she &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;"Ga-hee is﻿ like the total package. Powerful charismatic dancer, strong  vocals and rapping, pretty but humble expressions, and a killer body  that looks natural from exercise and being healthy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-2341863768142269259?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/2341863768142269259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/ay-ga-hee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2341863768142269259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2341863768142269259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/ay-ga-hee.html' title='ay, Ga-hee, amo usted..'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4298073228943345257</id><published>2010-05-16T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T22:25:30.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taco Bell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-__xEHkz6I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/CyAS3sb7SWQ/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-__xEHkz6I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/CyAS3sb7SWQ/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471873290662629282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Taco bell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;I MISS YOU SO MUCH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember last summer, when i visited Chicago, i went to you like everyday for a burrito/nachos/taco. the 1st thing on my list as i arrived in Chi was to eat your burrito cos it has been 5 years since i last tasted it during that moment. my bro bought one but i fell asleep cos i was jet lagged so at 3am i woke up and ate it; &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;push me...n then just touch me...til i can get  my....satisfactionnnnnnnnnn XD i even ate a burrito for my last day there. i insisted to have one. every time i ate something from TB, i would finish it and, my brother and mother would be all like "whoa, omg!!!" *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously miss youuuu&lt;/span&gt;, esp when i see my twitter background :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;i want to eat your food right now, like real bad!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;your food makes me happy like how chocolate fudge brownie cookie dough ice cream, italian food and muy caliente coreano muchacho does :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though you made me gained weight but, it was totally worth eating your food. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&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/1868829920120943256-4298073228943345257?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4298073228943345257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/taco-bell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4298073228943345257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4298073228943345257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/taco-bell.html' title='Taco Bell'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-__xEHkz6I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/CyAS3sb7SWQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-7349265403564594788</id><published>2010-05-16T15:55:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T16:36:07.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Phat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--shcZ_8wI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4G7pSNc1YXM/s1600/BP-S3KD06BKBP_Black_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--shcZ_8wI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4G7pSNc1YXM/s320/BP-S3KD06BKBP_Black_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471781762839343874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--sbmOx11I/AAAAAAAAAOA/6o5snaxEoMk/s1600/BP-L3KD54WHBP_White_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--sbmOx11I/AAAAAAAAAOA/6o5snaxEoMk/s320/BP-L3KD54WHBP_White_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471781662397421394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--sTkp6ATI/AAAAAAAAAN4/YxqzJhINsV4/s1600/BP-K3KD51WHBP_White_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--sTkp6ATI/AAAAAAAAAN4/YxqzJhINsV4/s320/BP-K3KD51WHBP_White_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471781524535378226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--r4qCJEZI/AAAAAAAAANw/zd-dRsvbpLM/s1600/BP-B3F00005_002_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--r4qCJEZI/AAAAAAAAANw/zd-dRsvbpLM/s320/BP-B3F00005_002_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471781062122738066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--rshRvXgI/AAAAAAAAANo/ffdi3ZFHd54/s1600/BP-B3F00003_003_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--rshRvXgI/AAAAAAAAANo/ffdi3ZFHd54/s320/BP-B3F00003_003_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471780853613813250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--rlc6IqUI/AAAAAAAAANg/CZtQCtniuoY/s1600/BP-B2F00027_346_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--rlc6IqUI/AAAAAAAAANg/CZtQCtniuoY/s320/BP-B2F00027_346_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471780732181981506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--reQQUK-I/AAAAAAAAANY/BuO6prYas9E/s1600/BP-B2F00011_144_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--reQQUK-I/AAAAAAAAANY/BuO6prYas9E/s320/BP-B2F00011_144_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471780608526265314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--rNiDAoBI/AAAAAAAAANQ/aoZIzafyQ38/s1600/BP-B2A00421_003_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--rNiDAoBI/AAAAAAAAANQ/aoZIzafyQ38/s320/BP-B2A00421_003_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471780321244520466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--q5gh0bII/AAAAAAAAANI/Ak-9YZpdYQU/s1600/BP-B2A00280_144_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--q5gh0bII/AAAAAAAAANI/Ak-9YZpdYQU/s320/BP-B2A00280_144_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471779977239489666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--qz4bSFxI/AAAAAAAAANA/pY0eiV08B84/s1600/BP-B1F005RS_004_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--qz4bSFxI/AAAAAAAAANA/pY0eiV08B84/s320/BP-B1F005RS_004_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471779880575309586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--qgfw39-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/bjHNUVilaeA/s1600/BP-B1C192RS_002_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--qgfw39-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/bjHNUVilaeA/s320/BP-B1C192RS_002_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471779547537471458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I love and want all of the clothes above :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in love with baby phat, thank you for designing it Kimora :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-7349265403564594788?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/7349265403564594788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-phat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7349265403564594788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7349265403564594788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-phat.html' title='Baby Phat'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--shcZ_8wI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4G7pSNc1YXM/s72-c/BP-S3KD06BKBP_Black_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-1299365497373515942</id><published>2010-05-16T15:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T15:48:21.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ghetto</title><content type='html'>omfg first of all its f-ing hot here in malaysia. it looks like it's gonna rain GOOD RAIN ALREADY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;second of all, i'm bored, im not in the mood to learn spanish so i went on google :) i simply searched ghetto styles here's what i found&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--hZ7fDYPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/V5fho-ylwA0/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--hZ7fDYPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/V5fho-ylwA0/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471769539115180274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want those jackets. makes me imagine myself back in chi-town wearing those downtown :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--iKGQ8g5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/JNwzDf0wk2A/s1600/ghetto_prom_dress.0.0.0x0.201x467.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--iKGQ8g5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/JNwzDf0wk2A/s320/ghetto_prom_dress.0.0.0x0.201x467.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471770366642520978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i saw this under the search of 'ghetto prom' the other dresses i saw were bleeeeh. this is nice XD hell nooooo i ain't gon wear that to prom! i wonder who does 0.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-1299365497373515942?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/1299365497373515942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/ghetto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1299365497373515942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1299365497373515942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/ghetto.html' title='ghetto'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S--hZ7fDYPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/V5fho-ylwA0/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-5210283134141137933</id><published>2010-05-15T21:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T23:12:57.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pitbull &amp;&amp; Girlicious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-6wV_cXxeI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4RrTWBGVfUo/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-6wV_cXxeI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4RrTWBGVfUo/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471504489155904994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It's Mr 305, Pitbull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo triste es sábado por la noche, estoy en casa, aburrido, escuchando canciones de Pitbull, imaginando a mí Bukit Kiara indoor arena mismo en verlo... i hope i don't forget what that sentence mean tmrw hahahaha. that 12 hrs pitbull benny bernassi thing is going on now, i am officially jealous of those dancing to the beat THERE -_______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhmyyy, my mom is watching malaysia's AFI :| there's nothing else i can say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;idky but i've been listening to Girlicious. it's weird, they're well known in Canada but not in USA and somehow ik em. i honestly forgot when ik em like i remember i found em on youtube under pussycat doll's song umm i forgot which. they're like 18 this year and they dress..like......pcd, DUHH! they're the younger sister of pcd but ALL of em sing unlike pcd (no offense) there were 4 members but one, Tiffany, got kicked out/resigned idk which so it's not Natalie, Nichole and Christina. they're songs are aight XD&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-6tRnhwflI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iUVmiTrBa6g/s1600/01_H.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-6tRnhwflI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iUVmiTrBa6g/s320/01_H.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471501115481685586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tiffany's the chick on the left. the blond's Nichole and, when my hair is longer i'd like to side braid like her's. I love Christina's top, I'd totally like to get one :) Lastly it's Natalie, i love her hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-6sM4qVZ3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q3_YVYp1kZc/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-6sM4qVZ3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q3_YVYp1kZc/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471499934670088050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;that's em with Robin Antin and Kim Kardashian. HOLY BALLS THEIR STOMACHS ARE FLAT!!!!&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/1868829920120943256-5210283134141137933?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/5210283134141137933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/pitbull-girlicious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5210283134141137933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5210283134141137933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/pitbull-girlicious.html' title='Pitbull &amp;&amp; Girlicious'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-6wV_cXxeI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4RrTWBGVfUo/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-5987578250609394998</id><published>2010-05-15T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T16:51:12.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no Pitbull tonight :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOO OMFGGGGG WTFFFFFFF, SIIBAAAAAAAAALLLL!!! TONIGHT PITBULL'S GON ROCK BUKIT KIARA INDOOR ARENA BUT I AM NOT GONNA BE THEREEEE :( :'( :'( :'( WTFFFF THIS IS SO UNFAIR! DARN YOU, MALAYSIA, FOR MAKING UP THAT STUPID RULEEE! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;= ONLY FUCKING 18-YEAR-OLDS AND ABOVE CAN WATCH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; ARRRRGGGGHHH SIBAAAAAALLL! FML FML :@ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-5987578250609394998?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/5987578250609394998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-pitbull-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5987578250609394998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5987578250609394998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-pitbull-tonight.html' title='no Pitbull tonight :('/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-2689337542951757727</id><published>2010-05-14T21:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T21:38:25.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Ga-hee (박가희)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-1SC018IHI/AAAAAAAAALA/s5Zmn2id-wQ/s1600/gahee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-1RzrFxJuI/AAAAAAAAAK4/saBA1wEiLrk/s1600/20090103222_239_226_31495eca2a3d8c56_42495839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-1RzrFxJuI/AAAAAAAAAK4/saBA1wEiLrk/s320/20090103222_239_226_31495eca2a3d8c56_42495839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471119070507116258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ALSO WANT HER BODY! THOSE TONED LEGS AND FLAT ASS ABS !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-1RsoNCtQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/F6kRziGDt1U/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-1RsoNCtQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/F6kRziGDt1U/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471118949473236226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup she's the leader of After School and she's my other role model :) she's turning 30 this christmas!!!!! omg she's that old but she looks young.. our height is not so different from mine :P and we have the same blood type, O kkkkk. she's gorgeous, she raps &amp;amp; sings, she's cool and i love her!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-2689337542951757727?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/2689337542951757727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/park-ga-hee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2689337542951757727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2689337542951757727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/park-ga-hee.html' title='Park Ga-hee (박가희)'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-1RzrFxJuI/AAAAAAAAAK4/saBA1wEiLrk/s72-c/20090103222_239_226_31495eca2a3d8c56_42495839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-7300176895260917253</id><published>2010-05-14T17:04:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T16:32:12.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sex, yeah, def sex</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-16OAiVEDI/AAAAAAAAALY/8S9En-DAIBc/s1600/20091212_yurihappytrail_572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-16OAiVEDI/AAAAAAAAALY/8S9En-DAIBc/s320/20091212_yurihappytrail_572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471163503405764658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sibal~ i want that body, like, real bad -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-14nG6Qt8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/U_7IFWCIwh0/s1600/gallery_10_1594_409739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 154px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-14nG6Qt8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/U_7IFWCIwh0/s320/gallery_10_1594_409739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471161735590229954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-1308fAqdI/AAAAAAAAALI/p9z9d_rlRWI/s1600/Yuri-girls-generation-snsd-7128940-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-1308fAqdI/AAAAAAAAALI/p9z9d_rlRWI/s320/Yuri-girls-generation-snsd-7128940-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471160873798117842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0dQdGxx6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/tthDqodIOvw/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0dQdGxx6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/tthDqodIOvw/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471061290853189538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0coiWtBXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VIlUeP-r_vw/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0coiWtBXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VIlUeP-r_vw/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471060605067396466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YURI :) such a stunna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0X_mxfKSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/X714TEMd0G8/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0X_mxfKSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/X714TEMd0G8/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471055503832328482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sarang hae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0X4o4whJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UuyHxj3fzZM/s1600/taeyang-lollipop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0X4o4whJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UuyHxj3fzZM/s320/taeyang-lollipop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471055384140612754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TAE YANG~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0XwrIe0wI/AAAAAAAAAJw/u7bumwQidwI/s1600/images+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0XwrIe0wI/AAAAAAAAAJw/u7bumwQidwI/s320/images+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471055247304479490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SEX, DEF SEX :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0XsPagjVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-j1Jl9Kqu00/s1600/daesung.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0Xi3T7rAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/5NNLgUm2RVs/s1600/BIG_BANG_LOLLIPOP2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0Xi3T7rAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/5NNLgUm2RVs/s320/BIG_BANG_LOLLIPOP2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471055010055564290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big Bang :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0XXqLSuLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/FsRyH456QJU/s1600/BIG_BANG_LOLLIPOP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0XXqLSuLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/FsRyH456QJU/s320/BIG_BANG_LOLLIPOP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471054817551104178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DAE SUNG, TOP AND SEUNG RI WITH LOLLIPOP (i want one kkkkkkk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0XO8YwiwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SSxr98zYb8s/s1600/b191tt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0XO8YwiwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SSxr98zYb8s/s320/b191tt2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471054667820600066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE IT WHEN GUYS SMILE AND THEY'RE EYES DISSAPEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0XIGdWsxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/6h5elxD7fPU/s1600/b6c3b7e50ff38d1bb93820ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0XIGdWsxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/6h5elxD7fPU/s320/b6c3b7e50ff38d1bb93820ee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471054550265148178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TOP AND TAE YANG WITH A CHICK THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0WsrEWHxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/tVRezwdJtmo/s1600/2qkihaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0WsrEWHxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/tVRezwdJtmo/s320/2qkihaf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471054079056027410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TOP (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0WZ4-WI7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/oh_ArtbGT-k/s1600/shim-changmin-dbsk-4772275-800-561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0WZ4-WI7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/oh_ArtbGT-k/s320/shim-changmin-dbsk-4772275-800-561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471053756371444658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SARANG HAE~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0WSEbqimI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VzM5tt7Y5lc/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0UJk0s0SI/AAAAAAAAAIg/lq5_um_n_qg/s1600/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0UJk0s0SI/AAAAAAAAAIg/lq5_um_n_qg/s320/0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471051277061116194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CHANG MIN :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i think of sex, i think of Taeyang from Big Bang :) he's def sex, i mean look at him!!!! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 i get all gaga and happy and jaw dropping when i see the other Big Bang members not to forget TVXQ- forever in my heart :* they're all so hot and cute and handsome and GAAAAAAAAAAH I WANNA SEX EM :P lmao.. + i I love Yuri from Girls' Generation. she's sexy and pretty and funny and outgoing, i just wanna be like herrrrrr she's like my role model (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-7300176895260917253?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/7300176895260917253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/sex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7300176895260917253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7300176895260917253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/sex.html' title='sex, yeah, def sex'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-16OAiVEDI/AAAAAAAAALY/8S9En-DAIBc/s72-c/20091212_yurihappytrail_572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4978069538102890300</id><published>2010-05-14T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T16:35:46.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictaaaaaas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0RNIAgQoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/U2zP1b1E5rc/s1600/28528_1406309008592_1558421702_31023753_2079231_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0RNIAgQoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/U2zP1b1E5rc/s320/28528_1406309008592_1558421702_31023753_2079231_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471048039510590082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;loveee my heels :* i can't believe i danced in em, well i could have done better though. nabila and i got the same pair kkkkkk! it was 50% off! :P &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0Q3KDMRwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ibZo7mejX7E/s1600/28528_1406210646133_1558421702_31023599_5552893_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0Q3KDMRwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ibZo7mejX7E/s320/28528_1406210646133_1558421702_31023599_5552893_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471047662101612290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this, by far, is my most asian picture. guys say i look like a retard here but im only embracing my asian blood lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0Qe7inKhI/AAAAAAAAAII/AeBzuCn3ig8/s1600/28528_1406224846488_1558421702_31023614_8118612_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0Qe7inKhI/AAAAAAAAAII/AeBzuCn3ig8/s320/28528_1406224846488_1558421702_31023614_8118612_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471047245890005522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this made us lmao too!!! cos of meeee , duhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0QKOJkvkI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Gq3N6_4esSk/s1600/28528_1406225246498_1558421702_31023617_271935_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0QKOJkvkI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Gq3N6_4esSk/s320/28528_1406225246498_1558421702_31023617_271935_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471046890108010050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHHAHAHAHAHA!!! i love this!!!! we were bored in coffee bean while waiting for hyo jin and you ji so we took pics. such retards in coffee bean...well that's us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0P28G3AYI/AAAAAAAAAH4/OGz9YaWy02k/s1600/editan+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0P28G3AYI/AAAAAAAAAH4/OGz9YaWy02k/s320/editan+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471046558847271298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;breakkkkk from practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0PjERaIkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LiUR71nW1VI/s1600/28528_1406308248573_1558421702_31023750_5943959_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0PjERaIkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LiUR71nW1VI/s320/28528_1406308248573_1558421702_31023750_5943959_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471046217441616450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see how fat i am now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0PK2tyIYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1LJ64GqVrNo/s1600/28528_1406307368551_1558421702_31023748_4163338_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0PK2tyIYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1LJ64GqVrNo/s320/28528_1406307368551_1558421702_31023748_4163338_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471045801485672834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nabila, Dong Jae and i during sports day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0LJK01X9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/stGlZgK15-Q/s1600/12032010424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0LJK01X9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/stGlZgK15-Q/s320/12032010424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471041374477705170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PANDA :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0Kl_B6c1I/AAAAAAAAAHY/8ionmYXg19o/s1600/IMG_3164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0Kl_B6c1I/AAAAAAAAAHY/8ionmYXg19o/s320/IMG_3164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471040770015916882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YEAR 10 HORROR HOUSE OF 2010, GROUP PICTURE :) *look at me and nabila!!!!!! :* oh ms gomathi is there. i actually didn't wanna participate but i was wrong, it was so much fun! i got exhausted but still i insisted to go out kkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0J9IaRO7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VHWCsarEOfk/s1600/23655_1390231037572_1285980897_31078534_6646087_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0J9IaRO7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VHWCsarEOfk/s320/23655_1390231037572_1285980897_31078534_6646087_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471040068159355826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at meeee haaha i love this. i loved this year's carnival day. and i miss halloween, its been years since i dress up so this was a great time to express myself XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0JiN55VtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hc1B2ZDSkeE/s1600/12311_1387402925699_1250832318_31080271_5567140_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0JiN55VtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hc1B2ZDSkeE/s320/12311_1387402925699_1250832318_31080271_5567140_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471039605777716946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;scary? GOOD :) i played as jennifer from yk that movie. ti sein suggested i should be her. i still cannot believe kids cried seeing me -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0If4eqM3I/AAAAAAAAAHA/-J_SqZSkciI/s1600/Picture+017-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0If4eqM3I/AAAAAAAAAHA/-J_SqZSkciI/s320/Picture+017-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471038466154967922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THEY'RE EYES TURNED INTO A STRAIGHT LINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0HFuwhM5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/bl9v-uKDEDY/s1600/Picture+011-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0HFuwhM5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/bl9v-uKDEDY/s200/Picture+011-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471036917357294482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we celebrated Yeong Jun's bday earlier. SARANG HAE :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0Ge0mFsbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oM-PlfbJymc/s1600/Picture+003-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0Ge0mFsbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oM-PlfbJymc/s200/Picture+003-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471036248909263282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I. FUCKING. LOVE. THIS. PICTURE!!!!!!!! i purposely focused jan cee cos look at her hahahahahaha! SHE'S BLOWINGGGGGG!!!! LMAOOO! omg i laughed so hard seeing this. i love Jan Cee :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4978069538102890300?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4978069538102890300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/pictaaaaaas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4978069538102890300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4978069538102890300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/pictaaaaaas.html' title='pictaaaaaas'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S-0RNIAgQoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/U2zP1b1E5rc/s72-c/28528_1406309008592_1558421702_31023753_2079231_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-7906551722851370388</id><published>2010-05-14T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T15:49:09.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bosen giler</title><content type='html'>saya bosen giler, saya tak tahu nak buat ape. hahahaha my malay. i am choosing a new dp for fb cos i feel like my old avoca mates don't remember me unless they see ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ima study something tonight HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA yo it's term 3 already! i wanna go to yr11 okaaaay. im loving yr10 so far. oh my god! mr caper sent me an inbox saying he wants things to be like before cos he was really sad when i didn't talk to him cos he felt like he lost a friend esp me, his best friend. wokaaaaaay :| i just don't want things to be like before. like, i wanna reconcile, holla at him but NOTHING LIKE BEFORE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-7906551722851370388?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/7906551722851370388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/bosen-giler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7906551722851370388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7906551722851370388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/bosen-giler.html' title='bosen giler'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-6587066931837362409</id><published>2010-05-14T15:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T15:51:57.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yooo</title><content type='html'>hello bloggers :) it's been a while i haven't blog. hmm lemme recall what have happened all this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH term 3 started. so fast!!!&lt;/span&gt; bs &amp;amp; eng mocks this july :'( i bought the bs past year papers and i was like, huuuuuur, lol. so like school started on april 19 and school was already busy for sports day on the 3oth. i did the march past, crap venus messed up. oh well =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then like the day before sports day, thursday, april 29th 2010,  i fucking lost my phone and cash at school.&lt;/span&gt; it was such a surreal moment for me. i bought that phone with my own money and it was us$ okay + , my dad and i had a deal if i got good scores he'll add up extra cash for that phone. it's fucking gone now. i can't believe i lost it at school. i still have my earphones, charger and usb cable in my room, it totally hurts when i see em. i miss my phone :( that was like the phone i've ever wanted and i got it but its gone now. sigh, it's just my luck, i'm aight now :) at school i cried so much everyone in yr10 tried to cheer me up and helped to search...thanks guys, love y'all :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sports day i was suppose to run but i got stomach cramp and my thighs were so hard to move cos of dance prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oooooh yeah i danced magic by secret with hyo jin, you ji, nabila and jan cee.&lt;/span&gt; we only prac for like 2 weeks or somethin and finished the dance the day before. everybody loved it which's good because my body was in pain. i had to shake it all off, wear heels (mine were too high thats why but they're hot) and practiced everyday til the 7th. haha all the koreans esp guys were amazed, they're looks on their faces during practice in the dance room was pretty funny. i'm glad i did it with em. i could have done better though. we practiced at upper east, zau ming helped us a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-6587066931837362409?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/6587066931837362409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/yooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6587066931837362409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6587066931837362409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/05/yooo.html' title='yooo'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-3189506879744257227</id><published>2010-04-04T12:19:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T13:20:15.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>messed up at placing the pics lol; 3-4-10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S7ggxBj_rjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/v6qfPsuDA40/s1600/Photo508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S7ggxBj_rjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/v6qfPsuDA40/s320/Photo508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456146975164444210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S7gdf973PMI/AAAAAAAAAFw/s4LxUWRu1Jo/s1600/Photo518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S7gdf973PMI/AAAAAAAAAFw/s4LxUWRu1Jo/s320/Photo518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456143383598152898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S7gbjYELgJI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pf7ofRkKZMU/s1600/Photo489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; 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margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S7gdF-s3ILI/AAAAAAAAAFo/cnKYIEBkhsU/s320/Photo510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456142937127067826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S7gVSx5Ux7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/euFulNq2EYI/s1600/Photo465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S7gVSx5Ux7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/euFulNq2EYI/s320/Photo465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456134360934959026" 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/1868829920120943256-3189506879744257227?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/3189506879744257227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/04/messed-up-at-placingthe-pics-lol-3-4-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3189506879744257227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3189506879744257227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/04/messed-up-at-placingthe-pics-lol-3-4-10.html' title='messed up at placing the pics lol; 3-4-10'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S7ggxBj_rjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/v6qfPsuDA40/s72-c/Photo508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4977037453698880231</id><published>2010-04-02T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T20:58:28.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeong Hoon's prank -_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ystdy was april fool's day. i was straightening my hair then i received a text from panda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;PANDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"bye bye, i'm leaving to korea because my grandma passed away and my dad has thought clearly of moving back to korea forever automatically i have to follow him because he's afraid i will get screwed if i stay alone here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I DID NOT BELIEVE HIM AT FIRST BUT NABILA TEXTED ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ME: "WTFFFFF :'( NOOOOOOO THIS CAN'T BE PANDAAA DON'T LEAVE ME AAARGH SHIT SHIT SHIT"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*CRYINGGGG*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;at that moment, i recalled the good times we had and hoping to have a  proper good bye like a tight hug!!!!! and thought it was too late :'( suddenly........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PANDA: "what date is it today?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with anger i replied:&lt;/span&gt; "DON'T TELL ME THIS IS YOUR APRIL FOOL'S JOKE!!!!! AAAARGH SSIBAL!"&lt;br /&gt;PANDA: "i didn't know it would be this bad. I'M SO SORRY MIRELLA! DON'T CRY! HIP SHAKE! KILLER SMILE! BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;earlier this evening he commented on nabila's status on fb asking why she's leaving (she's leaving to indo for the break, i feel sorry for her lol) so.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ME: "SHE'S  LEAVING FOREVERRR. WILL YOU CRY?! YOU SHOULD BECAUSE SHE CRIED OF YOU"&lt;br /&gt;PANDA: "wattt??? y?? how ?? where???? april fools over"&lt;br /&gt;ME: "cos you made her super sad + angry. "&lt;br /&gt;PANDA: "............... wat u wan me to do??? i beg u  for mercy~~ hip shake!"&lt;br /&gt;ME: " I'm hurt panda, so is nabila"&lt;br /&gt;PANDA: " ..................... now on im not going to do april fools......im  hurt,,,,,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG JEONG HOON! NO MATTER WHAT, I CAN'T BE MAD HIM BECAUSE OF HIS CUTENESS AND MY LOVE FOR HIM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4977037453698880231?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4977037453698880231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4977037453698880231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4977037453698880231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools.html' title='Jeong Hoon&apos;s prank -_-'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4954992693996418073</id><published>2010-04-02T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:20:21.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bitter sweet day</title><content type='html'>today's the last day of exams and school. fuck man i was so happy! Accounting was aight ;) i gotta thank those Koreans for making me relaxed during the exam. they were talking crap especially Dong Jae , Jin Hyeok and Young Ho HAHAHAHA THEY WERE SO FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;but then, today's also Johann's last day :'( i haven't hung out with him since year 10, sigh. i miss those days when we did. Jan cee brought up the day me Johann and Jan Cee walked from Ampang campus to ampang point just for MCD lmao , good times :) gosh i feel like crying now, I'll miss that guy. i gave him a tight hug and a pretty hard punch =p enough said, i'm seriously crying now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4954992693996418073?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4954992693996418073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/04/bitter-sweet-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4954992693996418073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4954992693996418073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/04/bitter-sweet-day.html' title='a bitter sweet day'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-7309351520295668209</id><published>2010-03-11T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:48:49.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>issshhh</title><content type='html'>gosh he's so annoying! he's full of BS BS BS BS AND BS! so immature, selfish and pushy. aish DIEEE YOU! i cannot believe im practically in every classes with him;lesson and free. no more guiltiness towards him anymore cos he'll take advantage of it. he's now with K*******?!?!?!???! EWW, GROSS MUCH! they make me so sick. gosh i wanna punch him :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-7309351520295668209?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/7309351520295668209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/issshhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7309351520295668209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7309351520295668209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/issshhh.html' title='issshhh'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-2189383537825005838</id><published>2010-03-08T21:22:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:35:37.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 8th ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5UIJPjuz7I/AAAAAAAAADo/p1RQS29gjJA/s1600-h/22677_289330962696_806037696_3283841_8308934_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5UIJPjuz7I/AAAAAAAAADo/p1RQS29gjJA/s320/22677_289330962696_806037696_3283841_8308934_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446268279262728114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHANN!!!! WISH HIM ALL THE BEST IN EVERYTHING AND HOPEFULLY NO MORE SHIT AT SCHOOL/HOME/LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss those days when we wer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e still at Ampang, Fairview. every morning we would hang around the stairs in front of the guys and girls toilet in block A1 waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5UAot1XWJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/jq9G-TZBPNA/s1600-h/Picnik+collage+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5UAot1XWJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/jq9G-TZBPNA/s320/Picnik+collage+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446260023872673938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for the bell. then at break we would stand around our 'hang out spot, THE TREE'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with our food/drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;along Shahin, Ibrahim, Jan Cee, Yuna, S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ze Kay, Qan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-back in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; the days&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes with Eleena and Edwin. we would be laughing our asses off especially me xD &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-i know they all LOVE my laugh, im truely honoured ha ha.&lt;/span&gt; or we'll be discussing bout shit goin on our live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeah, i had to go through shit last year but Johann had always made me smile/laugh no matter what &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ank you my friend. &lt;/span&gt;i have been there for him and so has he but things changed from las&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t term cos we were in seperated buildi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngs. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this is basically his last month in fairview ;( i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;should totally make the most of it without interferring him and his gurl ;) OMG I HAVE SO MANY MEMORIES WITH HIM! THOSE DAYS WERE HELLA FUN TIMES THAT ALW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AYS MAKE ME SMILE TODAY. HOWEVER I CAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'T WRITE EM ALL, SOME AREN'T FOR EVERYONE TO KNOW :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmbr when it was 08's fasting month, we both became fasting buddies so if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; one of us breaks the other too. everybody would be eating except for us, standing the hunger and thirst, hanging around in GE to waste time haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaah those year 8 days ;D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5UARsjrzqI/AAAAAAAAADI/2aweYPADviM/s1600-h/Hehee027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5UARsjrzqI/AAAAAAAAADI/2aweYPADviM/s320/Hehee027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446259628393090722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1868829920120943256-2189383537825005838?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/2189383537825005838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-8th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2189383537825005838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2189383537825005838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-8th.html' title='March 8th ;)'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5UIJPjuz7I/AAAAAAAAADo/p1RQS29gjJA/s72-c/22677_289330962696_806037696_3283841_8308934_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-6162250665003599124</id><published>2010-03-08T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:21:59.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!</title><content type='html'>OMFG! SERIOUSLY, WHAT'S UP WITH ME?! &lt;br /&gt;I'VE NEVER FELT THIS SHITTY IN SO LONG! LIKE, I GOT NO ISSUES. ABOUT HIM; SCREW THAT! OTHER THAN THAT, NOTHINGG! EVERYONE ASKED ME WHAT'S UP AND I SAID NOTHING I JUST FELT CRAP =| AND I WANNA SHISHA/SMOKE SO BAD ? WTF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-6162250665003599124?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/6162250665003599124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-wrong-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6162250665003599124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6162250665003599124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-wrong-with-me.html' title='WHAT&apos;S WRONG WITH ME?!'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-9009576467007511556</id><published>2010-03-07T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:02:08.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AVOCA MATES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;omfg i fucking found my avoca mates!!!!!!! THEY ALL REMEMBER MEEEE XD fuck, i miss them so much!! ;(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;makes me wanna go back to the past while in CHI and going back to live a life there like how i always wanted. if i never left CHI, i would have never met the greatest people i've met in jakarta and kuala lumpur so i am very thankful to God for taking me out and about meeting those people. however, i would love to grow up in CHI :)&lt;/span&gt; OH DEAR GOD, TAKE ME BACK TO CHICAGO BUT DON'T LET ME LEAVE THAT CITY ONCE MORE, I BEG YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-9009576467007511556?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/9009576467007511556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/avoca-mates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/9009576467007511556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/9009576467007511556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/avoca-mates.html' title='AVOCA MATES!'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-3666347501782031128</id><published>2010-03-07T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:27:51.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dinda's party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5O3wKv5vYI/AAAAAAAAADA/MWG_KL-w61k/s1600-h/27201_1299981591909_1601514956_30741363_60343_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5O3wKv5vYI/AAAAAAAAADA/MWG_KL-w61k/s320/27201_1299981591909_1601514956_30741363_60343_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445898412567936386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was dinda's party. only reasons i came : dinda's bash, parents' farewell, my parents were coming +&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; nurul&amp;amp;mega were coming. &lt;/span&gt;ON THE CONTRARYY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mega didn't come &lt;/span&gt;so it was only nurul and i. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ladies were looking at me like crapp, while men looked at me like.... urgh ya knoooow those looks (of sik) one asshole was flirting and saying crap omfg he's creepy!! EWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-3666347501782031128?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/3666347501782031128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/dindas-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3666347501782031128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3666347501782031128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/dindas-party.html' title='dinda&apos;s party'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5O3wKv5vYI/AAAAAAAAADA/MWG_KL-w61k/s72-c/27201_1299981591909_1601514956_30741363_60343_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-1369468140845850928</id><published>2010-03-07T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:19:44.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>layered hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5O1vf5xzJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_ehNl9t39Vs/s1600-h/editan+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5O1vf5xzJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_ehNl9t39Vs/s320/editan+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445896202043378834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5O1mcqy_PI/AAAAAAAAACw/q6xAcdkcMQE/s1600-h/editan+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5O1mcqy_PI/AAAAAAAAACw/q6xAcdkcMQE/s320/editan+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445896046556413170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i layered my hair teehee =D&lt;br /&gt;--- im digging yellow now HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-1369468140845850928?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/1369468140845850928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/layered-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1369468140845850928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1369468140845850928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/layered-hair.html' title='layered hair'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5O1vf5xzJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_ehNl9t39Vs/s72-c/editan+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-7259680452202059231</id><published>2010-03-07T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:16:10.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moody sat'</title><content type='html'>fucking lazy to wake up for remedials. arrived at school but only emily was there and i didn't see ms shailini! i was like oh man i should have stayed at home! either way mr harold told us to go to class. my thighs still hurt from heats on friday. then nabila asked to go to garden but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mother was very mad at me idk why but she's alwasy bitchy on weekends!! &lt;/span&gt;theeen mega and ibi asked to meet up at pavi so i told bila to just go to pavi. i wanted to 'chill' but i didn't get to cos it was raining ;( met mega for awhile cos he had to take off. bila&amp;amp;i sat ard coffee bean then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;karaoked ;) &lt;/span&gt;that was so much fun. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eeeeehh we met ibi :) with tons of indo kids from sri utama. met irwin too :) &lt;/span&gt;boy, those fellas made me laugh like crap in kfc and infront of mynews.com store. aaah i love em! yeah we enjoyed our selves . got home i felt crappy again + very sleepy so i slept at 11 and woke up at 12:30pm :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-7259680452202059231?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/7259680452202059231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/moody-sat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7259680452202059231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7259680452202059231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/moody-sat.html' title='moody sat&apos;'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-5103832007584902876</id><published>2010-03-07T21:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:51:44.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny; before and after</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DURING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of cny was also vday hooooly i went out with buff and hoe. well, we didn't do anythin spectacular but ay i spent time with em hahaha it was soooo unexpected okay! hoe just texted like 40mins earlier to chill at pavi with buff hell yeah i wanted. we chilled at coffee bean talk and talked so many craps also laughing. they needed alift to ampg point so i gave em. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they're faces were priceless! they looked so scared eps buff. they greeted my dad "hello, sir." omg so funny! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5Os1fT-YtI/AAAAAAAAABw/gxrsq2rrQMM/s1600-h/editan+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5Os1fT-YtI/AAAAAAAAABw/gxrsq2rrQMM/s320/editan+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445886409359385298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with the korean girls; you ji, hyo jin and you jung also of course nabila. we went to pavi to watch. we watched wolfman and omg that movie was creepy! we had our lunch while watching haha. then we left to bonton and had some quality times &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-i love that, it was so mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ch fun&lt;/span&gt;. everything turned out perfectly. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;be a perfect time for that kinda day ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also went out with chun hsiang, it was unexpectedly actually. i went to curve for mom's f&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5OtxTeYdFI/AAAAAAAAACA/5Ik_JNlObik/s1600-h/pic+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5OtxTeYdFI/AAAAAAAAACA/5Ik_JNlObik/s320/pic+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445887436973962322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;riends' bday lunch at ayam penyet. chun hsiang said hes in pavi with rena and nabila said shes there. so bro n bila and i decided to meet up and chilled. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that picture of bro is hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5OthoOJtqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Epv7oBaEbfg/s1600-h/pic+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5OthoOJtqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Epv7oBaEbfg/s320/pic+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445887167665125026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i don't hang out with the fag anymore. im sick of him; he's so pushy, selfish, immature, annoying, such an attention seeker and........SHIT! yo odio el. he finally realizes that everyone hates him. now he's tryin to take my 'soulmate'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; but oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;dear god she hates him too. he's lonely. i do feel sad for him but i've given him a chance like a test something like that before the hols however he failed it and seriously got on my nerves so SCREW HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;everyone is ignoring him at once which is such a coincidence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;idk if this is right but this is what my heart and mind is saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/1868829920120943256-5103832007584902876?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/5103832007584902876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/higlightttt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5103832007584902876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5103832007584902876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/higlightttt.html' title='cny; before and after'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5Os1fT-YtI/AAAAAAAAABw/gxrsq2rrQMM/s72-c/editan+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-1262582660094658313</id><published>2010-03-07T21:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:03:47.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4-3-10</title><content type='html'>IT WAS KO YUNA'S SWEET 16!&lt;br /&gt;i met up with her and got to meet her bf, kira, jojo, choi&amp;amp;bf and qanky :]&lt;br /&gt;im glad that i saw her even though my heart was beating fast cos of the venue but it was worth to see yuna again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wish her all the best in everything and may all her wishes come true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss and love her :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i edited this picture &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-excuse my horrible editing haha.&lt;/span&gt; it was a great day, after 6 months of not seeing her :') this was taken April 09. sarang hae!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5Ox1wL1d0I/AAAAAAAAACI/A7DGx0WthOA/s1600-h/yuna+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5Ox1wL1d0I/AAAAAAAAACI/A7DGx0WthOA/s320/yuna+and+i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445891911446787906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i forgot to ask for a picture ;( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-picture brings up memories of good times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-1262582660094658313?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/1262582660094658313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-3-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1262582660094658313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1262582660094658313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-3-10.html' title='4-3-10'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/S5Ox1wL1d0I/AAAAAAAAACI/A7DGx0WthOA/s72-c/yuna+and+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-2606100231948967290</id><published>2010-03-07T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:27:39.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fml</title><content type='html'>FML.&lt;br /&gt;idk what's wrong with me right now, things just seem so wrong. im bored, home's atmosphere is shit, wanna get out and i wan't shisha ;( AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;FML!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-2606100231948967290?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/2606100231948967290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/fml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2606100231948967290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2606100231948967290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/03/fml.html' title='fml'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-1022922152123198181</id><published>2010-02-06T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T20:54:39.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who the fuck are you?!</title><content type='html'>yeah, WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who the fuck are you taking my pictures and setting em as your profile picture?!&lt;br /&gt;who the fuck are you admitting yourself in those fuckin pictures?!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU BITCHHH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;are you jealous that im cute? are you jealous that im pretty?! are you jealous that my hair's awesome?! are you jealous that i have cute tanktops?! are you jealous that i got hot shades?! are you jealous that in those pictures my boobs look big?! ARE YAAAA?! THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TAKIN MY PICTURES!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i never knew there was a lifeless bitch like you scamming other people.&lt;br /&gt;just accept the fuckin fact of how you are. i ain't perfect, i want stuff that my friends have but i gotta embrace what i got. why don't you try that?!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why the fuck you stole my pictures and setting em as your profile picture?! why me?! there are other hot pretty cute girls. &amp;amp; what do you mean by this shit?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;im pissed. gue kesal banget lah nyiiiiing. gue bingung. MATI AJA LO!&lt;br /&gt;fb tai lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;LESSON: NEVER EVER ACCEPT SOMEONE AS YOUR FRIEND EASILY ON FACEBOOK :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1868829920120943256-1022922152123198181?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/1022922152123198181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-fuck-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1022922152123198181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1022922152123198181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-fuck-are-you.html' title='who the fuck are you?!'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-3886150110797930613</id><published>2010-02-05T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T21:31:55.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before CNY</title><content type='html'>its only February 5th man. soooo last monday was holiday :) Tuesday-Friday's school, urgh. on the other hand i get to see my homies. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA that day with the ho ;) it was free, i sat beside him and talked alot of stuff and became his non Korean lil sister, yaaaay :D without us noticing, infront of us was a baby couple which were Jancee and Jeong Hoon, ohmyyyyy. and beside us was Nabila and Seok Ki which claims to be brothers and sisters - they are right ? then panda said "wooooo 2 Indonesian girls flirting with 2 Korean boys, kkkkkk" nawh we're all bros and sis :) yadiyadiyadaaa. i don't feel like saying anythin else besides next week is the freakin tests and we all got informed on tuesday. none of us even Jancee have started studyin! oh great tmrws remedials =| well i guess thats also it for now, write again when cny starts - where all the fun begins biatchhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-3886150110797930613?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/3886150110797930613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/02/before-cny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3886150110797930613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3886150110797930613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/02/before-cny.html' title='Before CNY'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-2523690968059976255</id><published>2010-02-05T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T21:25:41.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>January</title><content type='html'>oh my god its 2010 and i haven't written a single crap haha&lt;br /&gt;well i spent my end of the year holidays in Jogja for christmas and Jakarta for new years. it was an overwhelming experience.&lt;br /&gt;school started. i saw everyoneee :)&lt;br /&gt;like during the 2nd or 3rd week of school i fell sick. i got headache, fever, wanted to hurl and was suspected of dengue. now im alright but i do get some minor headaches&lt;br /&gt;urgh term 2's been busy ;(  SO MANY WORK GIVEN ex: ENGLISH! astagaaaa. i have english 3 days in a row and hw everyday even when there's no english!!&lt;br /&gt;however, free periods are even better now hahahahaha ;D Izzat Rachel Nadia Nabila Jancee Barsam and Aida are soooooo crazy (L) brings so much fun in free time. if im not with em, im with my beloved Koreans like Yeong Jun, Young Ho, Hyo Jin, Young Cheol, etc (L)&lt;br /&gt;buff's talking with meeeee xD well not like with me and ho, still, lalalalalalalalala :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm, yeah, i think thats it for January. NEXT POST :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-2523690968059976255?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/2523690968059976255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/02/january.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2523690968059976255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2523690968059976255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2010/02/january.html' title='January'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4993646477335182630</id><published>2009-12-19T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:34:51.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colmar Tropicale</title><content type='html'>i went there on friday morning around 8 and arrived at 9. i ate nothin. my phone was suddenly off i had no shit why. i felt like crying. i had mcd breakfast, yaaaay ! turned out my phone was off coz the battery finished LOL but i swear the battery was full before i left my house. then i went around the place. it was aight for the first 2-3 hrs. later on the day, the place was effing boring. the place was French town. i didnt have a room well nobody did til 1pm. we went to the golf clubhouse for lunch since it was near to the meeting building. waited for an hour there, bored sleepy hungry and thirsty. food sucked. i had 2 cups of coffee :D finally went back to the hotel and got a room. i laughed like crap when i saw the bed coz it seemed so romantic loool. the view was the woods, fantastic ! i fell asleep til 7. woke up, had dinner. spaghetti was kinda cold =S and and i had another cup of coffee teehee. totally bored then i chilled with Rama and Rezi. they are life savers ! haha. we chilled with emak2 at the resto til 1am waiting for our dads and their husbands. well, we talked alot while drinking coffee and went around while feeding the swan and fishes. totally i had 4 cups of coffee that day. no wonder i couldnt sleep. but i had like 2-3 hrs of sleep :3&lt;br /&gt;next day we played some games. got bored again haha. and went to the rabbit zoo. fuuuuun, right ! zet-zet. at least i didnt have to stay home cleaning up right ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4993646477335182630?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4993646477335182630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/12/colmar-tropicale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4993646477335182630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4993646477335182630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/12/colmar-tropicale.html' title='Colmar Tropicale'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-8976161484799667936</id><published>2009-12-17T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:03:36.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cintaaa =P</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD TODAY =P&lt;br /&gt;i went out with Irwin ngahahaha we are bored to death staying at home during our holidays. Arsal and Audi were suppose to come but they couldn't, somehow -.- yet i still had fun with Irwin. duh im talking about Irwin haha. soo we went to Pavi, as usual, and were effin confused what to eat. he said kfc then carls jr then Nandos =) we seemed like we were dating but wakakaka nawh we aint, we just 2 indo survivors in KL =) then then we checked the movies but the queue was daaang long so we were like screw it. my new Sachs high sandals or whatever they're called was uncomfortable =S so i bought an ipanema one from tangs. theeen we went for shisha ard bukit bintang. we were there like what 2 hrs or less but he didnt smoke HAHA. IT WAS RAINING, shiba ! but we went back to Pavi anyways and the rain stopped X) we searched for those benches sat there and talked til our moms picked us up. it was fun xD Bila would be effing jealous if she knew haha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chatted with Izzat OMG HE MADE ME LAUGH LIKE CRAP ! then we did skype HUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA LMFAOOOO OH MYYYYY I LOVE U BROOO :] one of the funnest chats we've had ! i laughed my ass off like crap til i cried and stomach hurt. it was soooooo fun and funny teehee. i also chatted with Koko =) hes in Montreal now. his msn dp with his bro on snow is effing adorable especially his bro =P also chatted with ifu james salsa and danny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess thats it xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-8976161484799667936?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-1941432370215484712</id><published>2009-12-15T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:47:32.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>booooooorrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnggggggggggggggg&lt;br /&gt;can u change ur blog's background ? coz i wanna change it to a burrito or taco bell logo ngahaha&lt;br /&gt;nothin happened. bored. stomach hurts. aish, i wanna talk with someone on skype&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-1941432370215484712?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/1941432370215484712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/12/boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1941432370215484712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1941432370215484712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/12/boring.html' title='boring'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-6582167761051344580</id><published>2009-12-14T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:17:11.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good-bye Zin Koko Aung =( &lt;3</title><content type='html'>today Zin Koko Aung left to Canada and not comin back to Kl =(&lt;br /&gt;i havent seen him since July. i couldnt even see him for the very last time like in person before he left coz hes been so busy and so have i with school. its true, i still can chat and skype with him but it will feel different, in a way. well, SOMEDAY i'll meet him again. i miss him so much and i have a pretty deep pain inside. omg, my tears r comin out typing this. i cnt believe he has really left Malaysia. i hate him but he knows i cnt coz i love him so much. hes one of the best est guy ive ever known here in Malaysia. he was so kind to me in my 1st month of school; talking with me, vibrating my chair &amp;amp; ALWAYS borrowing my stuff. then we went out with Johann and others. we started talking alot and got close. he was there like from all the pain ive been thru; the 'incident' and break ups. well so have i :) he's an amazing rapper, i know that he will make it. his raps r real and breathtaking. i really felt everythin he wrote to me abt the 'incident'. i really trust him. and i believe that one day ill hear his music on youtube or on the radio haha. argh, gonna miss the lil guy even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well i hope he has a safe flight, have a fresh new start there, enjoy his life, finish his education and then become whats he best at, get a gf that he seriously deserves and most importantly REMEMBER ME &amp;amp; still keep in touch :D ima miss him even more and i love him so much, Good bye Koko my buddy, bye love :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-6582167761051344580?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/6582167761051344580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-5404650351387409041</id><published>2009-12-14T01:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T01:57:04.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funniest shit from the morning</title><content type='html'>"when i grow up i wanna be.....a breast milk donor !"&lt;br /&gt;"this could be a great opportunity for lazy women also for the men coz they get to milk it"&lt;br /&gt;"let's have some fun this beat is sick, i wanna take a ride on UR LIL PONY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL MY BRO SAID THIS XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-5404650351387409041?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-5173793456152188725</id><published>2009-12-13T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:15:13.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awkwarrddd</title><content type='html'>today i had one of the nicest sleep =D&lt;br /&gt;then SOMEBODY sent me a text to call him. i was like urgh i wanna sleep, lol. then i replied. he called i was like wtf. so we talked. ngajak jalan =S gue kagak mau lah. aneh bngt sumpah. gue ga tau ah. malas. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had dinner with some people from Embassy like the Imigration people and most importantly Dinda's fam. it was aight. been a long time i havent seen Dinda. we talked alot. the food was urgh boring !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg tmrw Koko's leaving :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-6976641492231660801</id><published>2009-12-12T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:36:52.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good-bye Lee Young Jae oppa =( &lt;3</title><content type='html'>today Lee Young Jae oppa left to Korea and not comin back to Kl =(&lt;br /&gt;he left like an hour ago&lt;br /&gt;even though i wasn't so close with him, im soooo gonna miss him anyways =( the cute red cheeked Korean boy (Y)&lt;br /&gt;too bad he had to leave coz if he didnt my baby gurl would finally have her first bf who she likes and the guy likes her back&lt;br /&gt;he said hes goin back to kor coz of his dad needs to go to USA but he doesnt know when hes goin to the us&lt;br /&gt;argh, i really hope he has a safe flight to Korea, not forgetting me and others, still keep in touch and enjoy himself in Korea &amp;amp; USA&lt;br /&gt;SARANG HAE YO LEE YOUNG JAE OPPA :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and today was FUCKING HOT!!!! my skin and i guess everybody's skin that went to the soccer tournament in French School of Kuala Lumpur was BURNING -,-&lt;br /&gt;i heard Fairview was in the 4th place ? lool i couldnt concentrate any longer coz the heat was killing me and Sze Kay&lt;br /&gt;jadi gini. Sze Kay and i agreed to meet up in pavi at 11. i just got outta my house and called her and guess what?! SHE JUST WOKE UP WHEN I CALLED HER -.- i was like OMG, HURRY UP!&lt;br /&gt;so in pavi, went to stores like Zara Topshop Cotton on and Forever 21. oh myyy im digging all of those store clothes =P i need loads of cash for shopping spree ngahaha. An hour passed, she wasnt in pavi yet. I got so pissed and tired at Forever 21. I got out to the escalators and saw her running, i screamed her name and both of us ran to Forever 21. We quickly chose a button top like those tops u just had sex (no offense lol) and she changed. Thank good ness we weren't lost on the way there&lt;br /&gt;got there, we were like omg wheres Barsam and everyone. We sat at the bench hopeless to find em coz we had no credit haha. Good thing zk's eyes r sharp, we walked towards em. Hugged Izzat and Barsam. Talked. Went back and forth from the field to bench so many darn times. IT WAS SO FUCKING HOT!!!!!!! EVEN WHEN WE SAT AT THE BENCHES!!! Jon, Rahul, Hidayat, ZK and i watched, talked(seperately) and tried to stand the effing hot heat of the sun. Barsam came to us girlies many times :) when ZK and i went down to the field, i was otp with my mom, urgh, SHE SAID SHE LOST HER PHONE :O we were searching it ard the field but thought it was ard the bench. We told Barsam and he kindly lend his phone so we could miscall. i was otp, a familiar guy's voice talked and turned out to be Jon. Lol. we got the phone back&lt;br /&gt;Rachel and Aida said they were comin but THEY DIDNT! aish jinjja~&lt;br /&gt;Izzat scored the first goal, yaaaaaaaayy brotha &lt;3 i yelled his name so loud many times haha, thats my love, peeps&lt;br /&gt;It ended at 4ish. the guys went shirtless(not a nice sight okay wheee) i was looking at Izzat like 'urgh' then he tried to show off what he got whichs nothin lool and he said "see, i'm alot better than Taylor Lauter" i had no expression and speechless, i felt like i was gon burst. Then ZK and i went to pavi to drop her off and i went home in a very tired condition&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-6976641492231660801?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/6976641492231660801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-bye-lee-young-jae-oppa-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6976641492231660801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6976641492231660801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-bye-lee-young-jae-oppa-3.html' title='Good-bye Lee Young Jae oppa =( &lt;3'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-8171680514673545696</id><published>2009-12-11T17:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T17:22:06.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HORRIFYING NEWS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;u live in a fairytale while i live in a nightmare says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Segoe UI;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Segoe UI;" &gt; im gona be PACKING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_32"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block;" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_33"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;16:54:37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Bold" class="gl_bold" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message"  style="color: rgb(255, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;SHIBAL 2 MORE DAYS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img ondrag="return false;" src="http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/multi/vo7.7.5/themes/default/images/emoticons/msn/icon_11.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block;" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_34"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:54:45&lt;/span&gt;u live in a fairytale while i live in a nightmare says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_35"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:54:53&lt;/span&gt;u live in a fairytale while i live in a nightmare says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;7:30pm&lt;br /&gt;GONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block;" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_36"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:56:35&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" face="Arial" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;img ondrag="return false;" src="http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/multi/vo7.7.5/themes/default/images/emoticons/msn/icon_04.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_37"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:57:01&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;7:30 PM FROM HERE?! MONDAY NIGHT?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_38"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:57:14&lt;/span&gt;u live in a fairytale while i live in a nightmare says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;transit germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_39"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:58:25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I say:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;img ondrag="return false;" src="http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/multi/vo7.7.5/themes/default/images/emoticons/msn/icon_04.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_40"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:58:27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I say:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;GERMANY?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_41"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:58:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I say:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;what flight?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_42"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:58:38&lt;/span&gt;u live in a fairytale while i live in a nightmare says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;dono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_43"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:58:40&lt;/span&gt;u live in a fairytale while i live in a nightmare says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block;" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_44"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:59:07&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(255, 51, 51);"&gt;just askin =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block;" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_45"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:59:13&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(255, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;damn. germany&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_46"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:59:20&lt;/span&gt;u live in a fairytale while i live in a nightmare says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;lool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_47"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;16:59:33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u live in a fairytale while i live in a nightmare says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;its -6&lt;br /&gt;in da place im gona b at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:00:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_50"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;omgggggg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_51"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:00:21&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;THIS MONDAY &lt;img ondrag="return false;" src="http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/multi/vo7.7.5/themes/default/images/emoticons/msn/icon_10.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_52"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:00:24&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;SHIBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_53"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:00:38&lt;/span&gt;u live in a fairytale while i live in a nightmare says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;n we didnt even get to meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_54"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:00:40&lt;/span&gt;u live in a fairytale while i live in a nightmare says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;l;ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_55"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:00:57&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I KNOW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_56"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:00:58&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;WTF&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_57"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:01:00&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I HATE UUUU&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_58"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:01:01&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;AWWW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_59"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:01:03&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;KOKOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_60"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:01:16&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I FEEL LIKE SCREAMING RIGHT NOW BUT MY MOM IS IN MY ROOM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block;" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_61"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:01:39&lt;/span&gt;u live in a fairytale while i live in a nightmare says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Segoe UI;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;awww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; but u cant hate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img ondrag="return false;" src="http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/multi/vo7.7.5/themes/default/images/emoticons/msn/icon_05.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_62"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:02:09&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;EXACTLY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_63"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:02:15&lt;/span&gt;I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;u know me too well man&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_64"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:02:34&lt;/span&gt;u live in a fairytale while i live in a nightmare says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Bold" class="gl_bold" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_65"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_time"&gt;17:02:37&lt;/span&gt;u live in a fairytale while i live in a nightmare says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="chat_msg" id="chat_0_msg_66"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo"&gt;&lt;span class="chat_msginfo_speaker"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Segoe UI;"&gt;i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="chat_message" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;dang it! he's leaving on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY, DECEMBER 14TH 2009, 7:30 PM :'( NOOOO DONT LEAVE ME AND TAN AND JC AND SHOBA AND OTHERS ;( WE HAVEN'T MEET UP SHAWTY! AWW ;( :'( *cryin* fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-8171680514673545696?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/8171680514673545696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/12/horrifying-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8171680514673545696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8171680514673545696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/12/horrifying-news.html' title='HORRIFYING NEWS'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-5911510599132959871</id><published>2009-12-11T13:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:33:39.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December in KL 09</title><content type='html'>as usual its been a while i havent write my blog haha&lt;br /&gt;Its Dec 11 2009, WOW 09 IS ENDING SO FAST!&lt;br /&gt;SHIBAL, I CNT MAKE THE WORDS NON CAPITALIZED, IM LIKE USIN MY PHONE COZ IM BORED IN PAVI'S COFFEE BEAN. IM WITH MY MOM, SHES DOING SOME DARMA WANITA STUFF WHILE SMOKIN N DRINKIN COFFEE LOL&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS IM HAVIMG MY END OF THE YR HOLIDAY NOW. I WANNA GO SHOPPIN BUT MOM SAID JUST DO IT IN INDO. OH YEAH IM GOIN TO INDO ON THE 23RD TIL THE 2ND. ILL BE GOIN TO JOGJA THEN TO JAKARTA. IT FEELS WEIRF TO BE GOING BACK TO JAKARTA&lt;br /&gt;SOOO TODAY WAS SUPPOSE TO BE TWINNY'S ADVANCED BDAY PARTY BUT MOST OF US CNT COME SO ITS POSTPONED TO NEXT WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*3 hrs later*&lt;br /&gt;im home :)&lt;br /&gt;lemme try to recall whats been goin on in December&lt;br /&gt;BESTEST PART: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buff talked to me xD &lt;/span&gt;fuck y'all dk how effin happy i was but i tried lay low. i dnt wanna say it in details just that he really notice me and talked to me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIGHT ASS ;D there aint no pain seeing him ngahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on dec 4th the big happy crazy family of yr 10 went to pavi to watch new moon and red box BUT red box was too expensive it was RM60++/person :O &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TAYLOR LAUTNER WAS SMOKIN xD &lt;/span&gt;i squeezed daddy's hand so hard hihi. too bad wifey wasnt there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theeeen on Dec 7th, it was Lee Young Jae's farewell =( my wish of hanging out with the kors came true haha. it was fun. we watched Couples Retreat. its pretty sick, JC covered her eyes so many time well i had to yet IT WAS HILARIOUS! when we got outta the cinema the guys were like "i lost my innocence" lol. Ho Min, me and panda were like BOOM all the time(whoever watched it gets what we meant) we lmao-ed everywhere. oh god, the kor guys turned out to be jinjja pion tae ;) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOOM, BANG BANG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for like 3 days i stayed at home sleeping, going online, eat and exercise ngaha. uww i got to skype with wifey for 3 hrs =) i had fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrws the tournament in French School of KL.  Aida and Rachel might come. Sze kay might come if i come. Daddy wnts me to come. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;should i??! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-5911510599132959871?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/5911510599132959871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-in-kl-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5911510599132959871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5911510599132959871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-in-kl-09.html' title='December in KL 09'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-207618383720993798</id><published>2009-11-20T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:15:50.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addicted for now</title><content type='html'>its friday night and im sooo bored. i planned to study acc earlier but im so lazy XD&lt;br /&gt;im listening to get low by lil jon. i know i know its an old song but this song brings me memory especially in the part &lt;em&gt;"to the window, to the wall" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;3 reminds me of my bro and i driving to umm evanston cinemas. we heard that song, he put the volume really loud and we were having fun with that song. aww i miss him ;(&lt;br /&gt;im also listening to chingy lucacris nd snoop dogg's holiday inn ;) hahahaha i knoooow its another old song but i love it! i lovee both songs i mentioned haha&lt;br /&gt;lady gaga's telephone and bad romance r addivtive dawg so as pitbull songs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-207618383720993798?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/207618383720993798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/11/addicted-for-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/207618383720993798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/207618383720993798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/11/addicted-for-now.html' title='addicted for now'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-306606058462392942</id><published>2009-11-09T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:51:33.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7-11-09</title><content type='html'>my wife, yes my wife, has a new man. aww congratulations wifey! hope u 2 will be together for a long long time nd things will go aight for y'all. but dnt forget hubby nd ur wifey haha. gawd, im so happy for u. no more sipit in ur way huh? theres comel now ;) HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like on sat was novita's party at her place. nabila went to my house coz her grandma aunt nd uncle nd their friends came to malay =/ we chilled at my room, watched tv nd took pics with my webcam. it was 3ish, we headed to novita's place. it took like whaaaat 1 half hr to get ther wakakak. got there, i saw zilpha at the stairs, i screamed her name we hugged nd screamed, its been too long. then i hugged agos finally novita. saw the iskl kids, TIK TOK THEY AINT WHAT WE EXPECTED =/ oh well. we danced nd had a great time but those kids looked at us like shit nd left the dance floor everytime we're there, like why?! urgh screw that we still had fun. we camwhored. buuuuut bila nd i didnt really enjoy coz she was tired nd i was about to get sick. still i had fun nd partyed. blablablabla. said bye nd thanks to novita nd her mom then left novita's place, took bila home nd i finally went back home. omg! my internet didnt work nd i had a massive headache with a runny nose. got sick until now =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-306606058462392942?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/306606058462392942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/11/7-11-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/306606058462392942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/306606058462392942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/11/7-11-09.html' title='7-11-09'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-850784472004808690</id><published>2009-11-01T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:28:04.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1-11-09</title><content type='html'>omg its november already, SO FAST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today started as a typical sunday. had to clean up nd went online sigh. around 1 i got a phone call from nabila. she said she was with irwin ibi nd early. i was like "urgh thats not fair i was suppose to meet up with em ystdy but mama didnt allow =(" ibi said some funny crap. irwin said he nd ibi wore the same colored clothes; white top nd black pants. wtf, they're truely &lt;strong&gt;soulmates. &lt;/strong&gt;i hung up. went to my mom to ask for permission but i was too scared, my heart was beating dang fast so i was like errr lemme ask dad X) went to dad nd asked him he said OKAY i was like omg i cnt believe it! &lt;strong&gt;thank u so much Allah :] &lt;/strong&gt;i called em nd bila was sooo happy nd i heard ibi nd irwin screaming "yaaaaaay". i got ready. i said bye to mom but she was like in a pissed nd bad mood so i quickly ran away to the car =P i arrived at pavi, i went to starbucks. i went to the table where those freaks were. i tapped on ibi nd irwin's backs while screaming "heeeey" they were sooo shocked lmao they swore, even nabila was shocked haha. then i sat n talked with em all. bila nd i searched for presents ;) then we all went to stores nd chilled. irwin nd ibi had to leave, we took pics =P said bye nd bila early nd i headed to the foodcourt to eat. we were talkin till my parents arrived. surprisingly my mom was aight =S urgh whatever thats great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maaan gue sayang ma irwin nd ibi. mrka gokil abis! muka mrka selalu bikin gue bahagia. kyk tadi malam, gue bt ga ngapa2in halloween, tiba2 irwin ngajak skype. eeehh ada ibiiii =) gue ngakak gila2an tadi malam gara2 mrka. mrka bawa suasana enak &amp;amp; bahagia WAKAKAKA. gue ma bila tanya2, kapaaaan kita bisa jalan ma soulmate yg gokil itu? eeeh hari ini bisa, yupiii =) gue kangen ma mrka, pengen jalan lagiiiiiiii. gawd they're so fun &lt;3&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/1868829920120943256-850784472004808690?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/850784472004808690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/11/1-11-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/850784472004808690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/850784472004808690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/11/1-11-09.html' title='1-11-09'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4250386959963305655</id><published>2009-10-30T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T21:30:39.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nasib</title><content type='html'>ceritanya di rmh ada emak2 girang kbri karaoke-an &amp;amp; bakar2 sate di rmh gue -_______- gue pengennya jalan ma barsam you jung nabila amin &amp;amp; ti sein TAPI GA DIBOELHIN MA NYOKAP, SIALAAAAN NYET! ;@ td malam gue sampe nangis, kok bisa ya nyokap ketawa2 ma tmnnya di kasur gue yg di sebelah meja bljr sedangkan gue lagi ol. sumpah gue kesel bngt seharian ini. sekarang gue bosen buangeeeeeeeeeeett kampret ga tau mau ngapain &amp;amp; bilang apa huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besok rencananya mau jalan ma irwin &amp;amp; ibi. TAPI NABILA HARUS KE PD bujuuuud, dia aja kagak tau harus ngapain di sana. besok gue bisa asalkan bokap ga harus ngurusin apa2 klo iya,  &lt;strong&gt;gue mati krna kebosenan -_____- &lt;/strong&gt;or maybe i should start studying?! WAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAK as if ill do =P hmm ill TRY, USAHA aja dah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4250386959963305655?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4250386959963305655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/10/nasib.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4250386959963305655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4250386959963305655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/10/nasib.html' title='nasib'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-6381084657748258162</id><published>2009-10-27T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T00:59:37.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shocktober</title><content type='html'>got the title from nickelodeon (wait is that how u spell it?) nd it is soooooo true! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OCTOBER IS VERY SHOCKING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm where should i start?? hahaha its been too long i havent update my blog, so lazy XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, rachel bila panda tan nd the other tan haha took pics :] i look awful so i aint gon post em haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uww! on &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15-10-09 &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was a great day! i havent had so much fun like that for a loooong time. i hung out with dong jae bila barsam you jung masih shayan izzat chan su nd his friends nd gf. we went to sunway pramid to ice skate. okay i cant ice skate meanwhile others can. 1st, i went to bilas house which is in seri kenny. her room is PINK, EVERYTHING IS PINK = blablabla. we went to seri maya to see dong jae nd you jung. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DANG IT dong jae was effing cute! so was you jung, sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we waited for the iranians for 2 hrs =S idk it was just long. we were about to go by train but IT WAS RAINING. so bila nd i bought umbrellas haha. we got there, excited nd all. &lt;/span&gt;i fell down so many times but i still enjoyed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Barsam is such a sweetheart :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; he helped me to ice skate the whole time haha but ugh bila helped me too okay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i fell down sooo hard coz of Barsam, he couldnt stop, i was holding hands with bila then BLAG we fell. my left side of my ass hurt =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;theeen we went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Carls Jr ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all of us were starving. we ate like pigs hahaha the table was freaking messy! we talked nd laughed there till everybody in there looked at us but ugh whatever =) some of the guys left 1st meanwhile it was only bila me barsam you jung masih nd shayan. shayan did something HILARIOUS =) masih nd shayan r very very very funny nd i love that soo much haha. we left Carls Jr, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;OMG izzat nd i forgot to bring the umbrellas loool we just wasted 24 bucks =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all of us were crazy during pics time haha. then we went to the pool place, i played for a while nd got bored sigh. sooo bila barsam you jund nd i went out, there was a bracelet shop so bila barsam nd i made 1. after tht we chilled nd waited for others. it was 7ish, we went back to seri maya. mom was worried as shit nd got mad idk why when i got back home. at seri maya, we all hugged nd said bye then i went to bilas place nd got picked up by pak darmo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really had fun that day, i wanna do something like that again with those people, theyre all crazy funny nd fun which is perfect! aaaahh i love u guys so much &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;hmm what else happened in october?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;aaah yes! i had tests last week! nd mom was away at jogja. she arrived today, i picked her up nd went to GM nd pasar chow kit =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;usual crazy stuff that happens in school. i cnt remember all hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;people having problems coz of misunderstanding nd some1 who has a really big mouth. its very shocking to know man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;today, the prefects got their vests &lt;strong&gt;KWANG HEE LOOKS JINJJA JAIL SAENG GUHT SOH &amp;amp; JEONG HOON LOOKS JINJJA KIYOWO &lt;3&gt;gawd i love em haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;OOOOHH THE OTHER BEST DAY OF OCTOBER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY AFTER WHAT 7 MONTHS I SAW HIEW SZEKAY; THE MOST VIOLENT GURL, MY DEAREST TWIN &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;it was on &lt;strong&gt;23-10-09 :] &lt;/strong&gt;i was freaking hyper that day coz of that nd jc told me lee min ho was coming to malaysia to rpomote etude house =P i asked every korean if hes coming for sure nd they said yes i was daaaang happy dawg! =D &lt;em&gt;fast forward to afterschool, &lt;/em&gt;rach nadia nd i went to pavi. my tanktop was too small so i had to buy a new 1. went to zara but all had low cuts then went to forever21. i got a top nd i wanna buy another 1 haha. we had our lunch at subway nd took pics. we went to diva nd met szekay there =D we screamed nd hugged. it was sooo unreal like FINALLY I GET TO SEE HER! last time was during rachel's bday, she came to ampang fairview nd hid behind a kancil haha. then we went to red box baby. we got CRAZAAAY. 1st song was partay in the usa y'all!! hahaha. we took pics nd sang our hearts out. it was 7ish i think, rachel had to go back. zk nd her hugged. nadia, my baby sis &lt;3 food ="D"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;WE HAVE TO MEET UP AGAIN, I MISS HER SO FUCKING MUCH ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh perfect, when i was about gon finish, haru haru played -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways, jc told me theres a new kpop group called B2ST but now is BEAST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOLY SHIBAAA, this dude named Lee Ki Kwang aka AJ is effing HOT!!! VERY HOT (L) (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;oh yeah! i almost forgot. LEE MIN HO CAME TO MALAYSIA ON SUNDAY, 25-10-09. bila tan me nd KOR gurls came to see him at sungei wang. i waited for 4 fucking hrs just to see him. (see how much love ive got for him! ive never done anythin like that to a guy before haha) he came out at 6ish when hes suppose to be out at 5. it was aight, coz i got to see Min Ho like in person. HE WAS LIKE AN ANGEL THAT CAME OUTTA HEAVEN. A VERY HOT ANGEL :P HE WAS SHINING ND FUCKING HANDSOME! some sexual harrasment happened during the waiting of him in the crowd haha. its disgusting yet funny =) when Min Ho came out, everybody pushed nd recorded him. he only came out for 5 mins -__- but it was aight, okay XD we got out. bila early nd i went to pavi to chill eat nd get picked up. we laughed at the foodcourt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yee i guess thats it for what happened in october. this month is very interesting. its gon end soon sigh. hope november will be better! (except exams will happen at the end nd beginning of december, ouch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-6381084657748258162?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/6381084657748258162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/10/shocktober.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6381084657748258162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6381084657748258162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/10/shocktober.html' title='shocktober'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4465875650379095887</id><published>2009-09-17T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T20:47:46.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love shieet</title><content type='html'>2 of my besties r stressed out coz of love shit. sighhh idk what to say nd do coz its all up to them, right? hope theyre alright like seriously. the guys who like em r GOOD GUYS :O total opposite from me those days X) &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the question is this; somebody likes u but u only like that person as friends. u guys aint that close but that person likes u. u dnt wanna hurt that person but from rejecting him will. u'll feel dang guilty but ure fucked up coz ure confused what to say. wth will u do?! =S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those days r over for me now :) just pity my besties getting fucked up like this n those guys for not sure what they'll say. it might be an UGLY TRUTH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4465875650379095887?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4465875650379095887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-shieet.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4465875650379095887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4465875650379095887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-shieet.html' title='love shieet'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-7876075375143158380</id><published>2009-09-16T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:50:19.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wew</title><content type='html'>holy shieeeeet when was the last time i updated my blog? ahaha im so lazy =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm lets see whats been goin on so far:&lt;br /&gt;- its fasting month but its FINALLY the last week =)&lt;br /&gt;- schools been aight except the fact all the teachers r fucked up indians urgh!&lt;br /&gt;- its great seeing nabila, jancee, tan, shoba, rachel, nadia, aida nd others&lt;br /&gt;- last friday was shobas 14th bday. it was aight. dk what ill be witout her jancee nablia n tan&lt;br /&gt;- HOLIDAYS ONLY 3 DAYS WTF ;O&lt;br /&gt;- i wnt a sidekick soooo bad! IF there is in malaysia&lt;br /&gt;- some people just become weirder n more annoying&lt;br /&gt;- ive got like 16 free periods sometimes dk what to do =S&lt;br /&gt;- im single XD&lt;br /&gt;- i need a webcam n headset to skype wit people&lt;br /&gt;- awww i miss koko sze kay n yuna ;( also johann n shahin&lt;br /&gt;- STRANGE STUFF happened ever since school started&lt;br /&gt;- i actually read my books now ;D impressive huh?! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;- yr 10s n 11s r being treated like shit nd its as if we're kg kiddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats it well idk what else to say XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-7876075375143158380?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/7876075375143158380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/09/wew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7876075375143158380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/7876075375143158380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/09/wew.html' title='wew'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-443788097917815313</id><published>2009-08-31T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:03:39.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day ;(</title><content type='html'>CRAP ITS MY LAST DAY HERE IN CHICAGO ;(&lt;br /&gt;i dnt wnt this day to come but it has ;( i dnt wanna leave chicago again! but ive got no choice. well, id just like to say good bye to people in chicago n hope we can see each other again. ill surely miss my bro so much, dang it i dnt wanna cry 2night or 2mrw ;(  sighh. this is the last day n night to spend time wit him, mess around wit him n go to some places wit him ;( ARGHH *CRYINGGGG*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-443788097917815313?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/443788097917815313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/443788097917815313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/443788097917815313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-day.html' title='last day ;('/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-495967950745960636</id><published>2009-08-27T04:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T04:56:10.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EIYAAA</title><content type='html'>woooooot im still here in CHICAGO. dnt feel like going home at all ya know but i will on the 31st ;(&lt;br /&gt;wokaaaaaaaaayy theres so many things that happened here but i cnt write it all down coz idk where to start n im lazy to write it ALL DOWN HERE. but i can say 1 thang, IM FASTING HEREE XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-495967950745960636?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/495967950745960636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/08/eiyaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/495967950745960636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/495967950745960636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/08/eiyaaa.html' title='EIYAAA'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-6819502897908504302</id><published>2009-08-01T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:30:26.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after 5 yearrrssssss</title><content type='html'>omg omg omg ! after 5 years of praying n wishing when i can i ever meet my bro in chicago it has finally come truee ;D im so freakin happy. but i had to make a decision between this n honours day. obviously i chose my bro but i absolutely feel bad to my friends well they said just go on so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 4:11 am n im having jet lag. i fell asleep before coz of my bro watching travel channel haha. so like i went here with korean ailrines &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;omgg KOREAN :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i departed around midnight i think in KL theeeeen 7 hrs later i was at incheon int airport seoul, korea XD mamas old pal, yayuk met us BAM they were busy. i drank changed my clothes then went for a nap at the rest area. mom woke me up n we 3 had lunch KOREAN FOOD baybehh ;) ahahahaha. theeeen mama n i went inside the boarding room to the plane. we got a seat beside the emergency exit. it was nice coz i had so many space to it =p next to me was an american &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;to bad he was old. it would be so much better if its 1 of the hot korean i saw =p &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the flight was abou 12 hours or more my ass hurt. all i did was listening to music &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;holy cow there was t.i's king album n few korean songs i know there like old ones -_-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; i also watched movie but i mostly listened to music n SLEEP X) FINALLY i arrived at o'hare int airport chicago. the immigration part took kinda long n urghh bloody heavy luggage. we got out n searched for abg. mama was like "ituuu abang !" i was like "manaa??!" BAM this big mustached beared guy showed up i was like O-M-G??!?!??!!!! :O dad told us he has shaved but HELL NO i knew abg hasnt =p we all hugged each other blablabla went back home. OHH THE CAR, RED CAR. the outside is still aight but INSIDE?! 8-) so messy !!!! it reminds me of the old old dayyyyss =) we got home. i went to the guest's room aka abie's room i saw abie my old bestie HE LOOK SOOOO DIFFERENT ! before he was this small cute chubby guy but now hes tall gota a mustache n doesnt look cute but looks like a man =S ahahaha im schocked lookin at him n sooo was he ;) he was like :O wow my bro asked him if he still remembers me he said yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg said "omg sis ure so big now ! ure a woman now." LOL kasian abg =) hes just really shocked looking at me now n so was i 8-) he thought i was a korean ahaha but nope its me :) i guessed i change alot but i didnt realize it man. oh yeah then i went to JEWEL n TARGET looool to buy some stuff. i was so kampungan ahaha but when i was at target i checked out some outfits 1st ahaha thank goodness my bro is used to it already =) got home, talked wit bro again then i fell asleep. now im awakee n wanting to pee haha. thats it for now TOODLES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1868829920120943256-6819502897908504302?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/6819502897908504302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-5-yearrrssssss.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6819502897908504302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6819502897908504302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-5-yearrrssssss.html' title='after 5 yearrrssssss'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4090873858647045408</id><published>2009-07-18T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:08:42.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wohoooooo</title><content type='html'>wohooooo exams r OVER baybeh XD i feel so good now no more stress n more books =p gue pasrah2 aja ma nilai2 gue yg penting gue udah belajar trs usaha :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aduuuuhh gue jatuh cinta ma lagu2nya 2NE1 &amp;amp; YUNHO :") lmao. yesh theyre koreans n u might think im a freak for em well hmmm yeah i think i am ? =S gue cinta aja ma korea, semuanyaaa ahahaha. gue ga tau apa gue harus blg tntg yunho; hot? yooeeeee :') ok lets just put him d defn of hotness in asia &amp;amp; changmin d defn of cuteness in asia. in usa AHEM no other thoughts; T.I :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speakin about t.i OMGOMG mvnya yg "remember me" udah keluuaaaaaarrrr! tapiiiiiiii kata mtv.com vidnya ga bisa di tayang di bagian negara gue ;"( shiba!!!! gue mau liiaaaaaaaaattt kupreeettt sigh =( oh well i'll wait until i can see it :') uwww lemme tell koko tan n szekay haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4090873858647045408?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4090873858647045408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/07/wohoooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4090873858647045408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4090873858647045408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/07/wohoooooo.html' title='wohoooooo'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-6938257849526481794</id><published>2009-07-06T23:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:24:14.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember him</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DONT FORGET TO REMEMBER ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DONT FORGET TO REMEMBER ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;ILL BE &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;BACK, SO REMEMBER ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;PLEASE KEEP ME IN UR MIND, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;IF WE EVER HAVE TO PART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;DONT FORGET TO REMEMBER ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;above is the chorus of t.i's new song; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember me ft mary j blige.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this song is effin nice ! i love it n i love him =) i would never ever forget CLIFFORD JOSEPH HARRIS JR. (T.I) i listen to his music everyday n sometimes look at his pics for refreshments haha. i miss him so much &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;like ive ever met him =p but i somehow do ya know, TRUE FAN ;D haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i'll be waiting for March 2010, the month hes comin out. i aint sure what date yet hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love t.i so much, i wnt him outta jail asap n i cant wait for the day hes finally free n his new album &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;peace to other TIP fans &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-6938257849526481794?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/6938257849526481794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/07/remember-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6938257849526481794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6938257849526481794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/07/remember-him.html' title='remember him'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-6632322783568271586</id><published>2009-07-03T15:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:42:27.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEO</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha i got this from fb. i find it true. idk, u guys tell me if it is;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;L • E • O: Wild in Bed (RAWR)&lt;br /&gt;Great talker, Sexy and passionate, Laid back, Knows how to have fun, Is really good at a lot, Great kisser, Unpredictable, Outgoing, Down to dearth, Loyal, Addictive, Attractive, Loud, Loves being in long relationships, Talkative, Great fighter and will knock your ass out if you mess around, Rare to find, Great when found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-6632322783568271586?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/6632322783568271586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/07/leo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6632322783568271586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6632322783568271586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/07/leo.html' title='LEO'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-2712726421818800485</id><published>2009-07-03T14:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:09:27.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 fun days wit salsa &lt;3</title><content type='html'>aight so last week salsa n fam came to msia coz the were at spore coz her bro was sick. she stayed at my place for 3 days. coz of her i didnt go to school on last friday WOHOO HAHA. she arrived like at 10, i forgot =p i was doin my english hw she came inside my room then we screamed n blablabla met salva too. we talked then went down i had to met tante lubna, oma, om reza n om reza's friend. tante lubna n oma said i look like manohara &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;what the fak i dont !&lt;/span&gt; n im skinnier now =S &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;riiiighhhhhtttttt 8-)&lt;/span&gt; tante lubna said i should be a model when i get back to indo for good &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;wookaaaaayyy lmao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aight salsa n i went to my room n we chit chat till 2:30 =p we were also on fb &amp;amp; camwhore loool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day we went to genting. as usual pak dedek was late -__- we didnt get to go to d theme park we just went on d cable cart n ate at hotel genting. theeeeenn we went to sungei wang tryin to find salsa's gladiator. then to pavi &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;daaaangg oma n tante lubna were shoppin like crazy ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we ate at sakae sushi. i sat wit salsa n salva we were talkin like old times. suddenly salva said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"remember u guys usued to come outta d closet n say WE'RE IN D FUTUREE" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lmao salsa n i were like wtf he remembers :O i remembered as soon as he said that to me. salsa found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;a pink gladiator &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sadly there was only 1 left n that size was too big. we went to klcc coz salva wnted to go to toys'r'us. salsa n i went to zara X) oma n tante err idk haha. we tried this top sayin "i &lt;3 cute guys loool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;got back home, it was 12 &amp;amp; that meant my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;mama's bdayyyy :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she's 50 now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;she doesnt look THAT old ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i gave her a necklace n hoop earring n tante gave her a mango bag. after tht salsa n i slept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next dayyy, we went to curve. salsa n i seriously couldnt wake up. our eyes were sooo weak. but we still managed to camwhore ;p we went to borders n chilled at starbucks n salsa was finding a book called "why men marry bitches??" &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;lool what a book !&lt;/span&gt; turns out it was outta stock :O theeeenn we ate lunch at marche for my mama's bdayyy. then we planned to go to pavi &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;some of my friends were there ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but noooo salva wnted to go to twin tower. we got to klcc, d tickets was finished aight then we went to mc d n went to d bust station. it was still long so we went to indo embassy n drank tea/coffee. i sent em to d station again. &lt;strong&gt;tata ! salsa n fam went to spore for 1more day n went to indo d day after &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it was so much fun ! i had a blast wit her. i hope i can do this next time &amp;amp; i guess THAT NEXT TIME is when i go to indo for hols. thanks sista, i love ya so muchh muahh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-2712726421818800485?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/2712726421818800485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-days-wit-salsa-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2712726421818800485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/2712726421818800485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-days-wit-salsa-3.html' title='3 fun days wit salsa &lt;3'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-6976503748478871878</id><published>2009-07-01T19:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T19:51:59.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bingung</title><content type='html'>idk whats goin on ok im just goin wit d flow. gawd this is annoying&lt;br /&gt;ive got exams on d 13th, wish me luck =) amien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm what else to say huh?? IDK i just wnt things to be ok like, NOW X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-6976503748478871878?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/6976503748478871878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/07/bingung.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6976503748478871878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6976503748478871878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/07/bingung.html' title='bingung'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-1964607475703113996</id><published>2009-06-20T20:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:35:52.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>당신을 사랑하는 CHANGMIN OPPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;shim changmin a.k.a max from tvxq/people say dbsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;is my &lt;em&gt;sex god =p&lt;/em&gt; hes just UBERLY CUTEE ! his face is just OHMYGOD :O hes also sexy ;) hahaha. his voice is smooothhh, body?? lmao its awesome dang it ! theeenn OHMYGOD he has a killer smile ! it makes me go gaga =p its like when he smiles, he has small eyes they get even smaller which is fuckin cute &amp;amp;&amp;amp; his smiiiilllleeeeeee ohmg its wide cute n aaaahhh it just make his face even cuterr. he sounds awesome in his solo song "i love u" daaaannggg d lyrics of it is fuckin deep wit that sad beat n his smooth nice voice just makes it perfect. goshh i cnt stop listening to it. even my mom loves this song ! just now she said its a bataknese song i was like wth its a japanese song thats translated to korean which sounds a hell lot better in korean coz of &lt;em&gt;my sex god &lt;/em&gt;lol. my taers actually came out last night when i heard this song while focusing on d translations n just looking at him =) jancee's also deeply in love wit changmin oppa. she has pics of him in her wallet which r really refreshing at remedial time hahaha. well i do too but i dnt bring em to school yaaaadddiiyaaaaddaaaa =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;point is, changmin is uberly cute n sexy(in some way lol) n hes my&lt;em&gt; sex god ;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;SARANGHAE YO =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-1964607475703113996?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/1964607475703113996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/06/changmin-oppa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1964607475703113996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/1964607475703113996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/06/changmin-oppa.html' title='당신을 사랑하는 CHANGMIN OPPA'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-6662949697264675446</id><published>2009-06-14T13:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T13:50:01.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summary of what happened so far</title><content type='html'>belakangan ini gue malas ngeblog. kecapekan kali ya?&lt;br /&gt;lets seeee, gue ngapain aja sih? haha&lt;br /&gt;oh yaa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hari, yuna n so hyang dtg ke sklh. gue di kasih tau ma johann n eleena. gue lari sambil teriak namanya yuna trs pelukan keceeeeengg bngt. babi2 itu pada liatin, bodo amat lahh. wtf r they gon do huh?! trs mrka ngajak gue ke red cottage. luamayn bo, gue lg ga ada remed haha so aight gue kasih tau nyokap gue mampir ke ampg point (sebrangan kali) i had a hell fun of a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trs umm. gue ma si edwin udah ga ngobrol YAYYYY =D jahat amat gue haha BODOOO =P sumpah gue bt bngt ma tuh ank. udah 6 bulan gue bersabar n kasih dia kesempatan (sebagai tmn) tp dianya gt urghh. hidup gue jadi lebih bahagia skrg. ive got everythin i ever wished for, its time to give back what my parents wnt from me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaahhhh YESTERDAY =O gue jalan ma ahem hahaha asik asik. ampuuuuun dia cute abis ! mau dia gimana dia masih cute haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahh, hari rabu gue ada excursion ke science centerrr. bosenin bngt tuh excursion, untungnyaaa kita boleh bawa camera. sooo we camwhored buahahaha. yg gue suka itu ank2 seangkatan udah kyk keluarga jadi asik bngtttt walaupun tmptnya ngbosenin haha. aaaah i love year 9 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa lagi yaaah? oh yaa, kampret dancenya udah selesai tp skrg bikin steps yg baru gara2 yg dulu SANGAT LAME(no offence) sighhhh.. jujur yee, gue udah mulai enek bngt ma lagu itu, FUNKY TOWN =S gila ni sklh bnyk amat maunya. klo kita boleh lagu2nya lady gaga, semuanya udah beres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh gue jatuh cinta ma CHANG MIN a.k.a MAX dari tvxq XD gue juga suka ma cowo2 boys over flowers. gue, nabila n cw2 korea di kelas gue kelepek2 liat mrka ahahaha cnt blame us, theyre oh so hot n cute =p tapiiii mau gimama pun juga, gue masih sayang ma T.I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-6662949697264675446?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/6662949697264675446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/06/belakangan-ini-gue-malas-ngeblog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6662949697264675446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/6662949697264675446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/06/belakangan-ini-gue-malas-ngeblog.html' title='summary of what happened so far'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-5815057072717686977</id><published>2009-05-29T14:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:11:20.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotional day huh ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;yesterday was such an emotional day for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a)&lt;/span&gt; in d mornin i was so happy i got to see wifey tan again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;b) &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happy coz d dance is finally finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;c)&lt;/span&gt; at break, nabila n i were orderin milo then that annoyin canteen dude was doin his thang ishh. some1 tapped me on my back i looked i saw sern but koko did it =S sern said somethin but i wasnt sure. i went to koko n talked to him about somethin horrible ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;d) &lt;/span&gt;at 2nd period of history there was a fire drill! bwahahahahaha matt n zau ming were sayin shit that time i just laughed my ass off. we went back to class n alarm went on again lol d iranians were so effin hilarious i laughed my way down to d carpark till we went up to class again. tears came outta my eyes man, crazy right? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;e)&lt;/span&gt; i was fuckin exhausted yesterday. every1 was so we didnt prac after school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;f)&lt;/span&gt; urghh edwin wnted to talk to me so did i. i set everythin straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;g)&lt;/span&gt; i talked for a while wit james muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;h)&lt;/span&gt; some shit happened wit the guys hmphh ;( i feel like cryin rememberin it, gosshhh. i dnt wanna explain it its too.............idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i)&lt;/span&gt; mom picked me up n insisted to go to dad's office. i was dangg sleepy i slept there =p i got home n SLEEEEEEEEPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;j)&lt;/span&gt; smsan ma sern, gue nanya ke dia td blg apa trs dia jelasin lebih detail ke gue. anjing gue kesel bngt td malam sampe skrg gue masih kesel kali urghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;k)&lt;/span&gt; gua ol pngn bngt ngmg ma wifey tan n shoba, shoba doang yg balas gue. si jon sapa guee HAHA kita ngobrol after all these months =S gue ngerasa aneh bngt chat ma dia lagi apalagi cara dia nyapa gue begitu lol. gue juga chat ma yuna &amp;amp;others. trs sern ol dehhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;l)&lt;/span&gt; gue minta ijin bolos hari ini ma ortu eeeehhh di bolehin :D MUAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todaaaaaayy, idk how i feel honestly. BUT HEYY HOLIDAYS R ON BAYBEHH XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-5815057072717686977?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/5815057072717686977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/emosional-day-huh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5815057072717686977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/5815057072717686977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/emosional-day-huh.html' title='emotional day huh ?'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4874668449232490449</id><published>2009-05-23T23:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:55:17.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to salsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SALSABILA ALUZA !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;my grumpy biatch, my love, my bestfriend, the grumpy effin cute naughty playful lil brat ive known 7/8 years now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;heyy ! i smsed n CALLED ya but u didnt pick up theen u called me haha same thing right? i just wnted to hear ur voice again, i miss it hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this was salsa back then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339056872046673650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/Shgj8AXzPvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nMFvH0of078/s320/salsa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;this was durin new year's eve 2007/2008 in nikko hotel, jakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339059480621597826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/ShgmT2EhxII/AAAAAAAAAA4/C8wq_Uhqgzo/s320/salsa+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;this is her recently &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339060894067830962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctVbTcA7DLI/ShgnmHkXsLI/AAAAAAAAABI/ydfj0NePq6w/s320/salsa+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;girl, i just wanna wish u all the best in ur life. ure what now, 13 right?? hahaha anyways, im lookin forward for JULY 2nd ;) ure actually comin here! man i was so damn happy when u told me like 2/3 months ago haha. i miss d times we had before like alot. everytime we spent from all the way back in chicago until my last night in indo u came over my house is unforgettable for me dude. uve been there for me at my shitty times n great times even we're apart same goes to ya. dude, no matter where we r, dnt forget me coz i would never ever n always remember that im here for ya. girl i feel like cryin now haha. well happy birthday salsa muaahh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;XOXO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Ratri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4874668449232490449?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4874668449232490449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-salsabila-aluza-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4874668449232490449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4874668449232490449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-salsabila-aluza-my.html' title='to salsa'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</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/_ctVbTcA7DLI/Shgj8AXzPvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nMFvH0of078/s72-c/salsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-280146803740128479</id><published>2009-05-20T17:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:32:29.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>senengnyaaaaaaaaaa =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OOH OOH BABY, OOH OOH BABY, DNT KNOW WHAT TO DO WIT U BABY, U JUST GOT ME ACTING SO CRAZY N I THINK THIS COULD BE LOVE.... OOH OOH BABY, OOH OOH BABY, I JUST CNT SAY NO TO U BABY =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this aint for uh hmm (to y'all who know who i mean) its for some1 else =) but idk if i do love him, im just a fan of him lmao..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;haha 2day afterschool every1 was in BM n their extra class meanwhile i waited in d corridor where agama class, 9W, MR2&amp;amp;3 r. i walked towards MR2 and lollipop was there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lollipop said "r u goin home?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i said "naww not yet i got dance practice" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;he said "ohh what time??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i said "2:30-3:30"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;he said "awww too bad *his face was kinda disappointed =p*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then we said bye n OH MY GODDDD :O HE HUGGED MEEEEEE !!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i was ssoooooooooo damnn happy! n shocked coz he suddenly hugged me LOL! i mean before every1 headed to class we were sittin next to each other n i just wnted to hug him lool but finally we did loooooool =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;too bad we didnt hug tightly n long enough, he had his book n i was SOO SHOCKED n seriously BLURR that time i didnt know what to do! but i had a bad feelin so i quickly ended it. turns out my bad feelin was true thana was close there i was like oh thank god she didnt see n it was RIGHT ON TIME MAN. iyiyiiiiiiyyy wish that could happen more =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i dnt care what y'all say or think about this im just so darn happy now HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-280146803740128479?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/280146803740128479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/senengnyaaaaaaaaaa-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/280146803740128479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/280146803740128479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/senengnyaaaaaaaaaa-d.html' title='senengnyaaaaaaaaaa =D'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-8722084014248373863</id><published>2009-05-18T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:01:41.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;(</title><content type='html'>arghh i gotta do this computer project which is also the assessment 1 urghh im so fuckin lazy to do this man. i slept before but i wanna sleep again im so sleepy =p OMG CAROLINE WAS ABSENT 2DAY WOOOHHOOOOOOOOO!!!! =D =D everybody in class was so damn happy hahaha nabila n i and and min jun n hyo jin high fived of course as usual ho jun n ti sein followed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;arghhhh i miss ARLAN HARDIYAN so freakin much ;( my "brotha" lol daaaaaamnnn its been so long gw ga ga ngobrol ma dia, kangen berat gw ma dia!! gw lupa terakhir kali gw ngobrol ma dia. biasanya ya gue tlfn dia berjam2 sampe pulsa gw abis/pake tlfn rmh yg ada di kamar gw dulu sampe billnya mahal bngt ahahaha trs gue curhat lah ma dia ato dia yg curhat. hes 1 of my greatest friend man, i love him =) tapi skrg gue di malay sini udah ga pernah ngobrol lg ma dia. pernah sih tp bentar bngt. gue baru contact2an ma dia barusan ini. dia tulis di wall fb gue aaaaahh =D tae seneng bngt gue !! td gue tuh pengen nangis ahaha rememberin d old days =) iyiyiiiiiyyy gw mau tlfn dia asap dah! kangeeeeeeen !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE N MISS YA SO FREAKIN MUCH!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok i need suggestions. should i dye my hair like this week while mommy's off to jogja/later weeks close to honours day????????!! i do wanna do it now but later that BITCH is gonna sigh ya know =/ shes soooo on me now ishh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-8722084014248373863?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/8722084014248373863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/arghh-i-gotta-do-this-computer-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8722084014248373863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8722084014248373863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/arghh-i-gotta-do-this-computer-project.html' title=';('/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-3641613199518116288</id><published>2009-05-17T12:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:04:44.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe :D</title><content type='html'>maan, im suppose to write this last night but i was so tired n busy chattin wit my baby wifey tan =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight anywayssss, yesterday was a hell a FUN baybeh! i was suppose to meet up wit ti sein n gang at 12 in pavi BUT my mama had to join drop me off to go to a funeral. i told her we'll go at 11:45 but we went at 12:15 =/ i was suppose to meet wit nabila in starbucks but ive waited for 20 mins/somethin she didnt show up so i asked jancee fou sing's number i called him n it turned out they were in front of d cinema. i quickly rushed there n apologized while laughin =) we went to d food court to dragon i (yeah makanannya non halal but ive ate hehe smart ay?) i just drank ice lemon tea there while waitin for nabila. she came i met her parents n lil bro we went back in. then nurul was in pavi already so aight we said bye to every1 wit full regrets coz we had to ditch em earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i screamed when i saw nurul (d last time i saw her was june n it was my 1st ok haha) mega was there too wit this guy name bintang. yeah we chilled n other guys came along i was like wokaaaayy who r they but im cool wit em. we decided to go AHEM ;) but it was sorta rainin, we just went anyways ;D when we were there not it was empty buuuutt it only took a few minutes till ANAK GAHOOLS came along hahahaha! i swear that place was filled up wit ANAK2 GAHOOLS! we ordered apple n watermelon. watermelons nice man haha. we did it from 4:15 ish until 5:15 ish i guess =S oohhh man i was doin it like i crazy! i miss it so muchhh =D its for my refreshin ok after all d drama at school haha. it was heavily rainin dude but thankfully it stopped. we went back to pavi. i was in a high condition, i felt like d world was lost lmao! while nabila nurul n i was close to d main entrance, we were like atlkin about people's walk n nurul said "begini" then these malay ass said "yaa begini yaa begini" i was like wtf n shouted "shut up u asshole" HAHA! we directly wet back into d food court n ate korean food =) then SOMEBODY CAME ZET-ZET-ZET after that we went out to camwhore then went to d toilet instead LOL =D my parents picked me up n they ate there. my mom pissed me off like shit man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-3641613199518116288?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/3641613199518116288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/hehe-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3641613199518116288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3641613199518116288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/hehe-d.html' title='hehe :D'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-8562473353736943339</id><published>2009-05-15T15:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:08:23.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faggot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that fagg CALLAN is such a fuckin annoying stalking faggot man&lt;/strong&gt;! 2/3 days ago he asked like all d girls in class for my number i told em to NOT GIVE HIM XD then at science time we went to d bio lab, nabila n i sat under d fan meanwhile that fagg n his pondan buddy sat behind us. his pondan buddy likes nabila. isnt this so fucked up? i was like asleep then d fagg tapped me on my back n asked my number. i obviously said no n went back to sleep =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;omg omg omg i love aida =) she gave him "my number" but its barsam's number loooooool mampus tuh org! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;he told pooja that SOMEBODY likes me buuuuutt tht aint true at all. coz that person likes my friend. when i heard that i was so sleepy so i got fuckin shock n screamed my asss off n laugh until i fell onto my chair. &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;at break that fagg told pooja it was a lie. i was seriously mad man it aint funny at all its fuckin stupid. i said fuck off to him n gave him that look everytime he passes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;2day at literature time, d indian memek said this to me "ohh mirella i just found ur lit book! it turns out to be wit me(while smilin really wide zet-zet-zet)" i said "see what i told ya" if BARNEYs gon say shit to me ohh i am so gonna blame that memek!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;yeah then she forced callan n farris to sit behind nabila n i. i was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;wtf urghh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i ignored em like 100% nabila was also pissed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;THEY DIDNT WANNA MOVE FROM THAT PLACE EVEN LITERATURE FINISHED ;@ it seriously pissed me off man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;its like everywhere nabila n i sit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; THOSE 2 PONDAN MTF FAGGS SITS CLOSE TO US. ISHHH SHIBASEKI! n omgg my friend said he was twirlin wit my hair =S ewww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;:O ok young cheol smsed me n said that when he was playin wit ms reena's laptop he saw in d fagg's usb have 7 PICS OF ME! he said d fagg got my pics from fb but i dnt think hes my friend there -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;holy shieeet this is so fuckin creepy dude, hes gonna die :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;young cheol i love u soo damn muchhh! THANK U =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-8562473353736943339?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/8562473353736943339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/faggot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8562473353736943339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/8562473353736943339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/faggot.html' title='faggot'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-747704062905028846</id><published>2009-05-12T17:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:47:52.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>high ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im redoin my eng directed writin pemplets homework thang. my 1st 1 SUCKED n this looks better =) 2day my right side eye was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;idk why but it was man. this mornin i tried wearin my contacts but i couldnt open my eyes. every1 at school was askin me "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;omg mirella what happened to ur eye?!? why is it soo red? =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;" i said "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;idk maaaan =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;" now its better, yaaaayyy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its like everytime i drink milo im so darn &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hyper &amp;amp; HIGH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(my friends said that O.o) umm before at break i drank it. i laughed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;nonstop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;man idk why LOL! then then after school i drank it again. hahahahha i was singin like shieeeeet akash rachel nadia jancee n all tht were wit me were like "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;mirella, u ok? r u high? did u smoke weed or somethin 2day? did u drink? R U OK DARLING?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;" i was like "&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;im ALRIGHT!"&lt;/span&gt; nothin happened to me.. i was singin 'klik, okay, hancur hatiku, dengarkan curhatku n err rehab' XDD n what my friends said was by d way i was sittin down n laughin nonstop i &lt;strong&gt;was &lt;/strong&gt;to be so high lmao. buuuut im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SERIOUSLY ALRIGHT NOW =) &amp;amp; beforeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-747704062905028846?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/747704062905028846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-redoin-my-eng-directed-writin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/747704062905028846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/747704062905028846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-redoin-my-eng-directed-writin.html' title='high ?'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-3918265424349160947</id><published>2009-05-11T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:34:48.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malaaaaasss</title><content type='html'>2day i was so freakin lazy to go to school. usually i aint this lazy but idk why man. so like i woke up late then my dad got kinda pissed coz in jln ampang always have a big jam at 7am. then i arrived at school, put my bag n books in front of my class(no lockers huhuhu what a poor school!) bell rang ayayaayayyyy n rachel came along. ASSEMBLY -____- i saw jancee n i swear she was so pretty! i thought she was a korean from d back lol. durin d assembly i was like lookin at my right then THANA was scoldin me EVERY1 was lookin at me! issshhh ge sek i X)&lt;br /&gt;then geography :@ every1 in class was sleepy n fuckin lazy to do tht puki's works. omg ibrahim's body is so cushyyy me like haha X)&lt;br /&gt;nabila n i were writtin down d math thing. jeong hoon n seok ki were lazy to go to music class. suddenly nabila said eh mir tau khan lagunya si olga? gw yg anjiiiing wahahaha hancur 5x hatikkuuuu trs kita bedua ngakak gila2an sampe jatuh di lantai. jeong hoon ma seok ki bingung liatin kita awww so CUTE! kita ber4 ngobrol n pergi ke music class. di situ kita ber4 ma young cheol james n fou sing ngobrol2 i like these kinda moments. SCHOOLS OVER gw masih nanyi lagunya si olga sampe skrg hahahaha tae emg nabila ;) after school ibrahim jancee edwin n i ate n i was singin it lmao. 1:50 i was wit d guys as usual sighhh kinda fell asleep then remedials =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-3918265424349160947?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/3918265424349160947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/malaaaaasss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3918265424349160947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3918265424349160947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/malaaaaasss.html' title='malaaaaasss'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-4608915119258130363</id><published>2009-05-10T15:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:29:23.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mothers day :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in msia, 2days mothers day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for my mama: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;mom, i love love lovee uuuu! thanks for everythin ma. though ive done shit, pissed n upset u but mom i love u so damn much ure everythin to me even though yeah we fight but we laugh again. im tryin to be better than i have n i promise ima make u smile from now on i dnt wanna hurt u again. ily, happy mother's day :) muaaahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;check out this rap that my friend johann made, i like it its so touchy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;For everyone who loves their mom put ur hands up high, mama knows if i fight, smoke or lie. It took all my heart to tell my mom i love her. Mama makes me smile, for her id walk a 100 mile. Without my mom i wont be here today, she was there for me all the way. She is one hell of a lady, the shit that im doin aint got nothin to do wif how she raised me. I know i fucked up in school and made u mad, im tellin you i regret for making u sad. Sometimes i wonder how you are still proud im ur son, after all the shit i put u through and all the shit ive done.No matter how hard things get, i will always be glad that u and dad met. You did everythin u could for me and i love u for that, wanted me to suceed in school but that aint where my heart is at. You helped me enough mama, now its time for you to rest. I love you mama and i wish you Happy mothers day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wonder hows edwin 2day wit his mama hahaha X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-4608915119258130363?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/4608915119258130363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4608915119258130363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/4608915119258130363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='mothers day :)'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868829920120943256.post-3203270452568615513</id><published>2009-05-10T13:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T15:13:51.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ayayayyyy</title><content type='html'>2day is so freakin hot here in msia!&lt;br /&gt;i am doin my homework (rajin bngt ya gw hahaha) aight ive done tht computer paper but im so dangg lazy makin d flowchart ima see uduak's =) ive done english comprehension n now im doin d directed writtin project. daaaaaannggg so many things to do!! ok what else is my homework for this week? hmm... oh snap math! waiiiit i think ive done it. errmm SHIBA LIT ;( mati aj deh gw anjing malas bngt ngerjain prnya si memek india yg satu itu. iyee gw dendam bngt ma dia malas bngt ma dia tp mau gimana cuy? pertama dia INDIA kedua dia bikin pelajaran yg gw benci tambah benci lg n kasih crap aja stiap pelajarannye FUCK HER seharusnya gw ga ngmg gini tp sumpah ye gw ga tahan ma dia. urghhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahh im so in love wit korea =D i love their music n PEOPLE ;) ahahahahahaha im listenin to afterschool-ah loool theyre like d asian pcd. this song is so addictive yet bitchy i mean read d lyrics but wtv =) omg omg omgg when hyo jin n others performed this all d guys went GAGA n they were like :O so hottt! me likeyy n some other shit haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1868829920120943256-3203270452568615513?l=mirellaella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/feeds/3203270452568615513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/ayayayyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3203270452568615513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1868829920120943256/posts/default/3203270452568615513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirellaella.blogspot.com/2009/05/ayayayyyy.html' title='ayayayyyy'/><author><name>Mirella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18320593189880813653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
