<?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-369678888933929910</id><updated>2011-07-29T11:22:59.306+08:00</updated><category term='tags'/><category term='daily post'/><title type='text'>Out of High Heels And Perfection.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>202</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-7534561781817820078</id><published>2010-06-03T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T23:09:45.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dear readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     After having a fairly "GREAT" day, i've decided to blog. And yes, this is Toadly out of boredom since no one wants to reply me on msn. I mean seriously guys, why is everyone ignoring me on msn nowdays? Pscch. Oh yea, about my day! Read on..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday night, committeememberA wanted to quit cause apparently she can never stay back and does nothing and doesnt want me to favourite her. But after a lot of persuasion, she decided to stay. I was awesomized! Then had a great night sleep till committeememberB texted me at 5.45am saying that she cant stay back for meeting and is quitting. I was at the verge of breaking down and texted my co chairperson but end up failling asleep and waking up late for school. Well, i believe in karma and if she leaves, im not losing anything, she is. The fact that she lost my trust and the other members AND also she lost her 20% off for prom ticks is plain bad karma. But its okay, i can still manage and live. So school was school, it was the last day of exams, well for me. And i was excited. Excited for prom meeting, for holidays, for everything! Despite the fact that i was lacking a few of my committee members during meeting, it was great. We came up with lots of stuffs! Then had lunch with ze awesome NatSin at Strawberry fields. Then went back to carmenlky's house to do more prom stuff! Wow, prom fever! HAHA well, nothing much i guess. The fact that soooo many ideas for prom are coming into my brainz is making me super excited! Like super duper sexy ;) And and mummy wants to go to singapore next weekend. Sexxxxy la! HEHE. So anyways, i dont want to talk more cause i want to communicate with real people not some stupid page. =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS ; no offence to committeememberA&amp;amp;B but i still care for you guys. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;loveeee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;you're shining star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;LOL jk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;im human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-7534561781817820078?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/7534561781817820078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=7534561781817820078' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7534561781817820078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7534561781817820078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2010/06/fire.html' title='Fire.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-4723885431053344345</id><published>2010-05-09T11:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:53:00.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kickstart!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 18px; font-family:tahoma, 'Trebuchet MS', lucida, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-UeNuHs8zI/AAAAAAAAByM/DVCtkrQL3VM/s1600/poster-copy.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(238, 136, 187); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468810543578805042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-UeNuHs8zI/AAAAAAAAByM/DVCtkrQL3VM/s320/poster-copy.jpg" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: block; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 226px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TYKPLaHiI/AAAAAAAABx8/OoTIDW2nYhk/s1600/logo.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 34, 136); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468733517919297058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TYKPLaHiI/AAAAAAAABx8/OoTIDW2nYhk/s320/logo.jpg" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: block; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 320px; height: 107px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;proudly presents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TYDx9didI/AAAAAAAABx0/cjEHjdkOlbc/s1600/specimen.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 34, 136); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468733406996957650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TYDx9didI/AAAAAAAABx0/cjEHjdkOlbc/s320/specimen.jpg" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: block; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 320px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;KICKSTART! In conjunction with the FIFA WORLD CUP 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TX_EEUHVI/AAAAAAAABxs/rb1IQPqTp5w/s1600/07052010136.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 34, 136); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468733325958192466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TX_EEUHVI/AAAAAAAABxs/rb1IQPqTp5w/s320/07052010136.jpg" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: block; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 320px; height: 194px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me teach you how you play it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TX3bVeJJI/AAAAAAAABxk/lKY-POXf4Tw/s1600/07052010132.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 34, 136); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468733194765214866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TX3bVeJJI/AAAAAAAABxk/lKY-POXf4Tw/s320/07052010132.jpg" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: block; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 97px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This are the list of countries to choose from. You choose one country from group A&lt;br /&gt;and another from group B, and well you guess who will win following your instincts. :D&lt;br /&gt;Boys usually have no sense of any instincts then I guess they`l just have to to research:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TXy9jIBeI/AAAAAAAABxc/f2Mx1ZAdcTA/s1600/07052010130.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 34, 136); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468733118049945058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TXy9jIBeI/AAAAAAAABxc/f2Mx1ZAdcTA/s320/07052010130.jpg" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: block; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the little boxes, yeah you fill them in according to your ranks. The&lt;br /&gt;most number of correct ranks &lt;em&gt;WINS. &lt;/em&gt;Oh the prizes are lovely. They`re worth thousands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TXrzxQvlI/AAAAAAAABxU/H8dFzQKzeyg/s1600/07052010133.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 34, 136); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468732995165797970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TXrzxQvlI/AAAAAAAABxU/H8dFzQKzeyg/s320/07052010133.jpg" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: block; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 320px; height: 114px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now now, Dont get carried away playing with your ranks, REMEMBER to fill in your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DETAILS. And make sure you have your Assuntarian Liaison Officer. Without it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your paper will be disqualified and you won`t get to participate. Your liaison Officer is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;also responsible to pass you your prize incase you win. So CHOOSE SOMEONE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRUSTWORTHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TXmiYnvtI/AAAAAAAABxM/xC-9WbAHNO0/s1600/07052010134.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 34, 136); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468732904599699154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TXmiYnvtI/AAAAAAAABxM/xC-9WbAHNO0/s320/07052010134.jpg" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: block; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 320px; height: 70px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wait there`s more, make sure she signs it and fills in her contact number as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;REMEMBER make sure there is a signature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TXeymQAmI/AAAAAAAABxE/dj7hH700lco/s1600/07052010131.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 34, 136); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468732771512877666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-TXeymQAmI/AAAAAAAABxE/dj7hH700lco/s320/07052010131.jpg" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: block; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 320px; height: 78px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once you`ve done with all that, sit down grab a cup of coffee and think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;real hard on why you contributed to this I.U day, because this slogan might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just win you the grandprize ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also remember to pass the sheet back to your liaison officer BEFORE THE 9TH OF JUNE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the 9th of june, your sheet will be automatically disqualified.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ICSMKA WILL NOT BE RESPONSIBLE if any of the forms are misplaced, lost in the mail and other unforseen circumstances. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can`t pass it back to your liaison officer or you don`t know who your liaison officer is, you can mail it back to: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;Assunta Secondary School, Jalan Changgai, 46000 Petaling Jaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kickstart tickets are already OUT! Contact me, Interactor Navina for your kickstart ticket and stand a chance to win THE BEAUTIFUL IPHONE 3GS and holiday packages. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-PkMdZbVbI/AAAAAAAABw8/ltaBbCedTLo/s1600/specimen.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 34, 136); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drop me and email at &lt;a href="mailto:navina28@hotmail.com" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 34, 136); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;amani_dairy@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; if you want it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not only that, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE KICKSTART SHEET= 1 FREE TICKET TO ICSMKA`S IU DAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;AND PLUS YOU GET TWO GUESSES. ONE`S AT THE FRONT AND THE OTHER AT THE BACK:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THATS A GOOD DEAL OKAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For more info, please visit..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://aseansgreatstart2010.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://aseansgreatstart2010.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*copied from billiondollarwink.blogspot. Thanks nana! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amani xx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-4723885431053344345?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/4723885431053344345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=4723885431053344345' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4723885431053344345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4723885431053344345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2010/05/kickstart.html' title='Kickstart!!'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s_81a9MDK58/S-UeNuHs8zI/AAAAAAAAByM/DVCtkrQL3VM/s72-c/poster-copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-1462923635434275586</id><published>2010-03-15T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T11:39:04.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's going to be something.</title><content type='html'>This morning, i woke up at 8am and saw Qistina stonning in front of the tv. Eversince, i couldnt sleep. No, i did not texted boy cause i didnt want to wake him up. Oh, and i'm having gastric now, great i tell you. And you might be wondering why am i so free to blog. It's cause i had enough of youtube and msn is being a prick. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got maggi, mushroom, meetballs and potato but no cheese. :( Dont know what to cook for now. Geez. I'll figure it out soon. Hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, to all ex form 5's, congrats with the SPM results. You guys did great. :) And now, they all start to talk about college. I remember when the prefects put up the names of the students that got straight A's, i was like Shiz, our names will either be there or not at all. So i can feel the pressure building up as SPM is coming closer. Arent you scared already? And so, after SPM, college starts. I've already start thinking about where to go and what to do. And more pressure for me. So i've decided, fashion design. You may think that i might not be fashion material, but i've always wanted to do it. I wanted to be a lawyer, a businesswoman, all I knew i could never see myself doing. I seriously can see myself doing fashion, even if you cant. So then, i talked to my 'rents about a month ago about it. They were suprisingly pleased by my decision. Mummy asked me to go to LKW. Daddy wants to send me to some ulu place, take note, he wasnt serious. And i've decided, either Lim Kok Wing, PJCAD or or Raffles Int. KL. Raffles is my main choice, great education, great facilities. But sadly, it's in freaking KUALA LUMPUR!! I'm never a KL person, always have been a PJ person, always will be also =.= But you know, i can also find another college with fashion design. Hard though, i've always thought it would be easy cause i thought there are a lot of colleges that offer that course. I was definately wrong. Stupid. But it's okay. I still have about 10 months more to think about it. Got so many edufairs to check out. So no rush, SPM FOR THE WIN, first. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these talk about college and after school, i will most definately miss all these darlings. But we promised to have the occasional shopping trip to bangsar. ;) which i told ellie, i dont mind driving with her. Somehow, we all will get together, not to worry. But SHIZ! If im the only asshole in KL, i'll die. Everyone is back in PJ. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, hope i dont forget my wednesday date with carmen and ellie to bangsar. Need to find a purple dress for ICC, registration, thats why. But hey! Purple is an awesome colour :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want to go cook something for myself now. Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;amanirockstar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ps ; chiu, no matter where you go, i'll stand by you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-1462923635434275586?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/1462923635434275586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=1462923635434275586' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1462923635434275586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1462923635434275586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-going-to-be-something.html' title='It&apos;s going to be something.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-5201914770600505198</id><published>2010-01-04T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T00:28:40.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omgwtfnonono</title><content type='html'>dear humans, &lt;div&gt;tomorrow, or maybe considered today, is my last first day of school. how cool is that? :D and the reason why im blogging at 12.25am is because i am kinda excited to go back to school to meet my dear friends, not to see some fcked up bitches. well, anyways, if i dont blog again in 3 weeks time, meaning i am too busy with homeworks or im just dead okay. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im lazy to blog. i shall continue IMing. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodnight fellow caramel puffs. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;AmaniM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;muah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ps ; be a good boy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-5201914770600505198?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/5201914770600505198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=5201914770600505198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5201914770600505198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5201914770600505198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2010/01/omgwtfnonono.html' title='omgwtfnonono'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-7697050986201594217</id><published>2010-01-02T02:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T03:02:56.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you dont want to miss out.</title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;div&gt;it is currently 2.57am on the 2nd of january 2010 and damn i have got nothing better to do. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant study add math cause god, i just cant! and i have no one to text cause i think someone slept while reading his story book. tsk tsk bii. and facebook is suddenly boring tonight, god knows why. and natsin is not online tonight, like wtg? oh well, i think i'll just watch old series or roll on my bed. which btw, talking about series, OMG THEY'RE SHOWING GLEE ON STARWOLRD ON THE 20TH JANUARY! amir, you have officially wasted your life downloading them. oh wells. :) i'll blog a little later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodnight sweetie puffs. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;AmaniM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;muah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ps ; you are so damn cuute! ^.^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-7697050986201594217?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/7697050986201594217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=7697050986201594217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7697050986201594217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7697050986201594217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-dont-want-to-miss-out.html' title='you dont want to miss out.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-1559822363792651767</id><published>2010-01-01T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:34:22.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because im happy :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR MY READERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first thing i did when i hit 12 is woke up, texted baby, went online and prayed. Yes, god hasnt heard me for so long. and i hope its going to be a great year. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;AmaniM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;muah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ps ; i smiled when you said lets have a great year together. ily (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-1559822363792651767?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/1559822363792651767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=1559822363792651767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1559822363792651767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1559822363792651767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2010/01/because-im-happy.html' title='because im happy :)'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-6796440809324467558</id><published>2009-12-30T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T03:18:00.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE list.</title><content type='html'>listening Dont Stop Believing.&lt;div&gt;Chatting with no one since babychiu went off. RAWR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the mood for my Caramel Waffles. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the time of the year has arrived, where i will list down my 2010 resolutions. Crap, i would honestly tell you that my 2009 resolutions were not achieved. I suck thats why :) So here goes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Amani's Annual Resolutions List (2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Above all, studies are the most important. Trust me, it is. :) i mean i know i'll be busy with Interact and friends and baby but i need to have at least 4 hours of study per day. I have already started with an hour. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. After studying a lot, i would like to get good grades and not be a loser in class. I mean people get sad and emo when they fail but i was like immuned to it, i shouldnt be. I will work hard to get at least B's for all the science subjects and add math and sejarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Stop skipping school just cause "i dont feel like it" and lessen the sleeping in Physics class. Its totally impossible if i say i'll stop sleeping in Physics class but i'll try to lessen it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Always finish up add math, chem, bio homework. Oh and math and sejarah. Screw physics, im not worried for english and bm cause i do them. Lol oh and agama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Finish up PEKAs, FAST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Go in early for tuition and not hang around at the mamak or mcds. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Focus when MrGhana is teaching, i know he can be boring sometimes and a little fast, BUT FOCUS! He is actually a great add math teacher compared to Aziah. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Do more charity stuff ; INTERACT CLUB! :D I think interact is the highlight of my highschool. :) Dont you guys think so too? All the fun times are during interact events. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Learn something new! Was thinking of guitar but Tan Tan like dont want to teach only. :( Oh and i want to learn how to cook more food! I can only cook spaghetti and fried rice and maggi and cheeeesey sandwiches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Get closer to family and actually trust them all the time, they know whats best for me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11. Love my baby more, trust him more. Stop arguing or fighting with him, he always supports me and forgives me for everything that i do, so STOP FIGHTING! Sayang him more and support him no matter what. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11. Try to achieve all of the above! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So thats about it for my resolutions. Hope i will do all those. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and lets talk about 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Lesson Learned (2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Always think before I act. As i recall, baby mentioned it a few times that i like to follow my heart. I think thats why i make stupid decisions. I need to start thinking, i shouldnt always put people's feelings first, i should think about the consequences of my actions. And think about myself before others as i always put people before me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Dont trust people so easily. I can trust people but know my limits and know whats right and whats wrong. Dont trust people too much and let them hurt me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. I was so stupid for always being the middle person. I wont mention any names or any issues but it sucks to be in that position when you cant choose a side. Its either the side that you should be at no matter what or the side that you think is right. Confused much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Dont be careless. Always be caution of my surrounding no matter what. Cause anything and everything can happen when i let my guard down. Dont be too vulnerable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Be responsible for all my acts. Dont blame people or dont avoid the issue. Makes everything worse and more complicated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Always trust my family. If im in trouble or anything, first few people to call are my family members. I know baby should be thinking that i should call him first, but if i am in a big trouble i have to call them first. I know you'll understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Always have fun! Screw all those emo feelings. When im down, i should get back up and feel happy. Live by the moment, dont waste it just cause you lost something or you cant have something. Its ridiculously stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. There's a lot of love to share. I dont mean i should cheat. But i mean i can share my love to Carmen and Bernie and Adibah and Nicholas and NatSin and Prashant and everyone, i just need to know the person i love the most is Chiubaby. haha i know you will be like wth but let me love other people too la! You know how much i wont cheat on you kan bii? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Dont always finish up all the moooolah! Its important to save the money. Dont always spend spend spend. Save them cause i might need it one day, just in case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Dont be lazy all the time. See, when im lazy, i dont get good grades, i get fatter and i get eyebags! (Y) LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wow, thats a lot. And im suuuper tired. Its like currently 3 am and i suddenly feel sleepy. I shall call someone for awhile then sleep. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Goodnight my dear stalkers. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;AmaniM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;muah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ps ; bii, i know you miss me but hold on for me kay big boy? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-6796440809324467558?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/6796440809324467558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=6796440809324467558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6796440809324467558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6796440809324467558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/12/list.html' title='THE list.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-6331764786812652164</id><published>2009-12-25T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T01:38:46.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoe hoe hoe ;)</title><content type='html'>i would like to wish everyone a MERRY CHRISTMAS! i loveeee you guys so damn much. have a great day cause i'll have fun in singapore! which btw, baby, i know you miss me but be a good boy kay. i love youuu all. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps ; sorry for leaving again. iloveyouboy. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;AmaniM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;muah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-6331764786812652164?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/6331764786812652164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=6331764786812652164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6331764786812652164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6331764786812652164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/12/hoe-hoe-hoe.html' title='hoe hoe hoe ;)'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-1764238373465578043</id><published>2009-12-24T03:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T04:06:23.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bulls eye.</title><content type='html'>OMG i said BRB yesterday and never came back. im like such a ditcher! anywho's my back is aching like crap. rawr.&lt;div&gt;tonight no more supper! im like freaking full from earlier. and omg, im going to buy i think a pair or two uniforms tmrw since last year's tore. and i put on weight! I BET I HAVE TO LIKE BUY A BIGGER SIZE! shucks! :( which reminds me... im like supposed to tell about my trip. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IM GOING TO SPEND CHRISTMAS IN SINGAPOREEE! yes, i know you'll miss me, especially chiubaby! anyways, going on the 25th morning, like freaking early in the morning. and  will be going with Mummy, Amir, Qis, my 3 famous aunts and my 3 little naughty cousies! this is going to suck! =.= i want to freaking shop okay! and the kids will be like tailling me. rawr. but nevermind, i still will sayang them even if i get super annoyed. oh and i'll be going to the parade and the night safari. the one thing mummy is looking foward to besides shopping and food is THE BLOODY SAUNA AT THE HOTEL! what the crap =.= so yeah. im so sorry im going to be gone baby. but you be a good boy kay? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH OH! and btw, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to PRASHANT aka PLAAAAASAN,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good luck later kay? i mean its just PMR =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i screwed it anyways. lol but that doesnt mean i think you screwed it, i really think you did very good! remember when i forced you to learn your sejarah at 3am? (: so if you do get an A for sejarah, remember me kay? oh oh, which btw, i think you'll get straight A's anyways, cause youre a smart boy! so even if you dont get straight A's there's still SPM and trust me, when you get to form 4, you wouldnt even care about your PMR cause it doesnt matter at all anymore. so yeah, best wishes for later kay. anything, just ring me up! and no matter what, im still so proud of you kiddo. i love my bestie! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and next, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to CHIUCHIUCHWAIN,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby, when im gone, can you pleeeease be a good boy. dont go out too late kay. and dont smoke too much cause you know how much i hate it when you smoke right? and dont just stonned at home. go out! with aliff or cw or nicholas or weeliam. okay? and dont do anything that will hurt yourself or get yourself into trouble cause i dont want anything to happen to you. and omg, dont eat so so soooo much la. but i still need you to eat okay! i will eat too, dont worry about me. (: and just cause im not around, dont start playing online games with weeliam nicholas they all just cause they do, cause when i come back i want you to have a life! lol and remember to read the pendragon and add math cause you need to teach me when im back. haha. and what else.. remember not to watch sherlock holmes okay! OH and btw, dont always raid my account, you can but dont do stupid stuff kay? and im just going for 3 days, i shouldnt be so damn paranoid. HAHA i love you baby pig! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since my back is aching like crap, i want to go watch tv or rolllll on the bed, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so byebye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;AmaniM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;muah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ps ; bii, iloveyou. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-1764238373465578043?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/1764238373465578043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=1764238373465578043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1764238373465578043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1764238373465578043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/12/bulls-eye.html' title='bulls eye.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-7678902963227530689</id><published>2009-12-23T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T02:19:42.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIKE OMG!</title><content type='html'>LIKE OMG! hi people.&lt;div&gt;im like soooo sorry cause i have like abandoned my baby blog! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways. Holidays are coming to an end and school is starting in less than 2 weeks like ZOMG much? errgh! and i get to see babyboy less and less. :( cause i'll be busy with school and tuitions and homework. which reminds me, he asked me to like study from now on cause he dont want me to regret, like shits! HE EVEN GAVE ME HIS REVISION BOOKS! add math, math and and chem =.= thank you so much boy! and like i even got people to send me to school since my DRIVER QUIT! :( yes people, my driver quit! which means if you guys want to go to mid after school, dont ask me for a driver. which btw, my lovely people that agreed to picking me up after school is nicholas tan tan and nimmyrod and aliffbabi! HAHA they are such awesome people but i like have to do something in return. maybe lunch? which im actually waiting for babyboy to get his license so that he can pick me up and i dont have to ask these people to do sooo! anywho's. its currently 2.18am AND BRB! i want to go eat my delicious MAGGI HOTCUP CURRY FLAVOUR because i can (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-7678902963227530689?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/7678902963227530689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=7678902963227530689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7678902963227530689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7678902963227530689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/12/like-omg.html' title='LIKE OMG!'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-4148123416765712632</id><published>2009-11-30T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T03:10:16.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have got a secret.</title><content type='html'>hey loves,&lt;div&gt;nothing much to blog just to tell that i have a new sexy phone. i've got a secret. got that right, an LG Secret. (: hate me though i know its not wayyy better than the N95, just as nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, other than that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to/neeeed to/must apologise to a great friend of mine, plasan. i know this is like more than a week late but HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've been awesome and i hope you will cherish this year. and this almostayear knowing you, we've been through a lot together and i really appriciate the fact that you have always been there for me. from now on, just know that i will always be there for you no matter what shit ass you got yourself into. thanks for everything. and love love! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will, blog a little later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to sleep so i can go out tmrw! rararaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps; bii, i miss you la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;amani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-4148123416765712632?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/4148123416765712632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=4148123416765712632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4148123416765712632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4148123416765712632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-got-secret.html' title='i have got a secret.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-5682951396974518495</id><published>2009-11-19T05:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:28:43.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i want you to know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;".... stupid of me, i'm inlove with my bestfriend."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1^ well, currently standing at 5.08am,&lt;div&gt;2^ im still 75% awake and just got off the phone with a long lost friend, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3^ i think im not grounded anymore since i went to mid and mummy didnt scold me, KUDOS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4^ my phone dropped like twice earlier and now, whenever anyone calls me, they cant hear shits. i think im either going to take mummy's iphone or the storm. rawrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5^ PLEASE REMIND ME TO DELETE THE MESSAGES FROM THE PHONE IF I DONT CHANGE MY PHONE, OR ELSE....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6^ omg, i was stonning at midval for like almost 3 hours alone while everyone's watching Inglorious Basterds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7^ nicole bought her prom dress, which i btw am not sure if i am going cause CHIUbitch dont want to confirm with me properly. BOO YOU BII. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8^ bii, if youre reading this, i know i'll have elmo during prom and will be a little bloated but i reeeeally reeeeally want to see you in a suit. very tres SEXXY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9^ so what if im a day late? if already wished you SPMers good luck anyways (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10^ i have got new pictures, im just lazy to upload it to the comp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11^ im going to bed now and try to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12^ goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13^ sweet dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14^ iloveyou, imissyoubii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15^ *smacksbii'shead* muah (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;amanihaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS ; i hope the time youre reading this is after your spm, if its during your spm, call me ayte. i've got something to tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PSS ; i just love leaving you extra messages to read boy. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"You have never failed to make me happy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-5682951396974518495?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/5682951396974518495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=5682951396974518495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5682951396974518495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5682951396974518495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-i-want-you-to-know.html' title='and i want you to know.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-7690977437899521053</id><published>2009-11-14T00:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T02:01:19.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of glee and gossip girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hello dear blog stalkers,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i have ditched my blog for almost 2 months, im reeeally sorry. well, first off, DONT DIE ON ME! KEEP COMING! I'LL BLOG MORE, I PROMISE! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and second, did you know that im grounded? lol yes, amani, grounded. fun yeah. will post up when im not grounded anymore, cause im like so excited to go out and im sick of this house. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i have got a lot to update! and i'll try to not say a lot and put more pictures. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last week,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7th november,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up and waited for natsin to pick me up and go to SFX for bernie's sister's wedding. as a first timer to christian weddings, IM DAMN JAKUNED! haha. overall it was great. love the altar, it was so pretty! and later after the ceremony, took lots of pictures, even with the bride and groom! and took pictures at the garden. then, when to midval to watch a movie, Time Traveller's Wife. sad shits, cried obviously. and nicole, as always, kept asking whats going on. LOL potong my steam to cry, i swear! then went to OU for trisher's birthday party. met a number of sri amanians i never knew. lol and went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sv2dB2WXOsI/AAAAAAAABcI/pIPjs1mzgzg/s1600-h/14339_209771884672_702504672_3879801_3108803_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sv2dB2WXOsI/AAAAAAAABcI/pIPjs1mzgzg/s320/14339_209771884672_702504672_3879801_3108803_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403647783009204930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sv2dBjGryII/AAAAAAAABcA/Vy90Aoo8c2Q/s1600-h/14339_209771274672_702504672_3879712_4252655_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sv2dBjGryII/AAAAAAAABcA/Vy90Aoo8c2Q/s320/14339_209771274672_702504672_3879712_4252655_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403647777843169410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sv2dBdZ8TfI/AAAAAAAABb4/KBD0J6Tm6Lc/s1600-h/14339_209771619672_702504672_3879761_2367242_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sv2dBdZ8TfI/AAAAAAAABb4/KBD0J6Tm6Lc/s320/14339_209771619672_702504672_3879761_2367242_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403647776313331186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sv2dBN67L5I/AAAAAAAABbw/j8RJ-PdJkaM/s1600-h/14339_209771104672_702504672_3879685_5355941_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sv2dBN67L5I/AAAAAAAABbw/j8RJ-PdJkaM/s320/14339_209771104672_702504672_3879685_5355941_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403647772156702610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wake up and went to carmen's house. stonned awhile, went to school to eat. kena halau-ed by *bitchhongbitch* cause we were wearing interact tshirt and tracksuit and outside shoes =.= then went back to school to help out, then party started! the games are so fun! :D i still remember, happy family and catandmouse! HAHA laughed throughout the whole event. and went to carmen's to play with my set of bubbles, sexy. quoted by nicole "you really are having fun huh?" =.= i love bubbles! the most kiddy thing i love! and aliff picked me up, suprised me by bringing me to 14 to meet boy. i mean i was suprised cause i thought dinner was cancelled and i havent seen him in almost a week, yes, i missed him. saw him and made my day. though he was talking about spm nonstop, i was glad that he was actually studying and scared. lol :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*no pictures for today's event yet, waiting for carmen. though you can go to her blog for more pictures. :) *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, will try to update soon, promise. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;amani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS ; yay! you still stalk my blog, i thought you gave up. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PSS ; biitch, stop coming online, go study. iloveyoukay. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/369678888933929910-7690977437899521053?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/7690977437899521053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=7690977437899521053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7690977437899521053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7690977437899521053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-small-town-girl.html' title='out of glee and gossip girl'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sv2dB2WXOsI/AAAAAAAABcI/pIPjs1mzgzg/s72-c/14339_209771884672_702504672_3879801_3108803_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-3408640235282872818</id><published>2009-09-26T00:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T01:53:14.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i would totally say yes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i'll just make it short.&lt;div&gt;this raya holiday was terrrrrible. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up pretty late i guess, 10+, got ready and went to visit my grandma's grave. the cemetery was full with people, i mean not the dead ones. so, i couldnt go in and pray a lil for my grandma cause i was having my elmo. then as mum arrived with dad and amir, one van came. just as i realised that someone passed away the night before raya. RIP. and as stupid and disrespectful as it sound, qis and i were giggling at the cemetery. we were even doing the YMCA! LOL then heads up to Suria to meet up with all the aunties. not long after, we went to my uncle's house in shah alam. as i was the first to arrive with my sis, we had to wait for another 30 mins for the whole Suria clan to move their asses. little did i know, the were posing infront of the house. so, ate a lil lemang with rendang, played tai ti with my uncle again and the catch this time is, if you lose, you have to eat lemang. i was gladly to lose but i lost once only. =.= so then, after shah alam's house, the whole zahri family went to my other uncle's house which was in sunway, including my grandaunts. but i didnt, i went back home with aliff and qis cause they so called have to prior engangements to do. as we reached home, open the gate, we realised WE HAD NO KEYS! classic la. stupid. we were stonning for awhile and decided to go to SS2 to get bubble tea! then to kfc for fooods. around 6+, they came home and we were rushing to get ready the food as the same people i've been seeing the whole day will come to our house. so yeah, im too lazy to elaborate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back to teluk intan. haha i was telling boy that im going back to our hometown. its such a coincidence that our rents are from teluk intan. then i was telling my mum that a friend of mine's mother is from teluk intan. and she was like "oh what school is she from? methodist or convent?" showing off her convent-ness. haha then went to visit my ancestor's graves. didnt know infront of the muslim cemetery is the chinesse one. lol i was wondering where are the indians. o.o then went to some rojak and mee shop which my mum brings us there every year, just that this time we dont have our grandma. then was walking around town, and went to OTWC cause we wanted to eat somemore. then took off back to KL. reached KL, mum suddenly felt like cupcakes and cuppa. so we went to curve, ridiculously ate cupcake from cupcake chic at gloria jeans. the dude gave us discounts! haha. left around 8 plus and slept at home. which btw, amir's friend *coughmummy'sfuturedaugtherinlawcough* came and gave us 1 1/2 roasted chicken and pudding. funny ass shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and third day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i died! was soo tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and forth day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i died of boredom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and fifth day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i died of sadness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sixth day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was supposed to go out with boy and tan tan but found out amir is having his open house on that day, so had to help out. geeeez. which btw, the foods turned out great! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, pictures time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sr0CdebkSvI/AAAAAAAABbo/WTs5Z7iGw0k/s1600-h/IMG_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sr0CdebkSvI/AAAAAAAABbo/WTs5Z7iGw0k/s320/IMG_0661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385463434813131506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sr0CcyBmVlI/AAAAAAAABbg/tNcUsvxinQI/s1600-h/IMG_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sr0CcyBmVlI/AAAAAAAABbg/tNcUsvxinQI/s320/IMG_0675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385463422893053522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sr0CcUk2sWI/AAAAAAAABbY/d_QI20Ms_Z8/s1600-h/IMG_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sr0CcUk2sWI/AAAAAAAABbY/d_QI20Ms_Z8/s320/IMG_0672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385463414987862370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dont you just love those sexy wayfarers? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im so going to ask dad to buy raybans wayfarers wei. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh btw, those are just from the iphone, wait for the sonys. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;amani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ps ; WHY YOU NEVER STALK MY BLOG ANYMORE?! ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;pps ; bii, imy. ;((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-3408640235282872818?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/3408640235282872818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=3408640235282872818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3408640235282872818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3408640235282872818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-would-totally-say-yes.html' title='i would totally say yes.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sr0CdebkSvI/AAAAAAAABbo/WTs5Z7iGw0k/s72-c/IMG_0661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-1898984645180452021</id><published>2009-09-16T03:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T04:26:37.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby ava, baby ida. :)</title><content type='html'>hello there. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this time, im not going to update much. well, havent been doing much. just to say a little short notes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;satuday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to the salon to do my monthly hair treatment and here comes this new chick thinking that i wanted to trim my hair. was fine by the fact that thomas did it, or i'd be furious. i was devasted by the fact that he touched the fringe, THE fringe. and on monday, almost everyone thought i had bangs. does this looks like freaking bangs to you? dont freaking think so. and oh btw, be gone by the "amani got banged" moment, so overrated. and after i got my hair done, rushed for the annual IBM dinner at hilton. same group, grown up little kids. and one of the boy, i cant recall his name, im inlove with him! sexy curls, cute dimples and tdf cuteness! am so going to marry him! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was late for add math tuition, teacher was late too so no big diff. then saw lilboy. (: and wasted my life in physics class. i swear my physics teacher is currently my fav teacher. such an awesome block. but he cant stop calling me marzuki. and im like 'cher, my dad is marzuki, im Amani. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohhh monday. school school was normal. after school, went to kopi o with bern and carmen. around 4, went to pick up someone in sungai buloh and was late to tuition. urgh, physics again. the teacher mistaken 'cher with jerr. =.= then went to drink with lilboy and waited for aliff to pick me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh i didnt go to school due to some girly stuff, elmo killed me! and waited for the furniture dudes to come, yes, furniture. mum bought an ugly set of sofa. it was amir's decision btw. come to my house and see how ugly it is! :P pretty much nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;told you i have nothing else to say. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); "&gt;imsuddenlysodissapointedinyouboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;idontwanttoloseyouthatway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;youremypresentandmyfuture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;nomatterhowhopelessyouareyoustillaremyboy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;dontleavemedontletgoofme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;iwanttoloveyoufortherestofmylife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;amani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh btw, yes, i am waiting for my gg season 3 episode 1 to finish downloading. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-1898984645180452021?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/1898984645180452021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=1898984645180452021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1898984645180452021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1898984645180452021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/09/countless-times.html' title='baby ava, baby ida. :)'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-2773612330799813474</id><published>2009-09-09T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:26:23.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that youre fckn with the best.</title><content type='html'>im sorry for abandoning le blog. i have been pretty busy. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, monday i went out with my lilboy and weewee and nicholas. ( i should find a name for nicholas, papa maybe? :P ) so anyways, went to ou. stonned for awhile and was looking for places that sell cards, as in tai ti cards. cause we wanted to play tai ti. then nicholas came with cards. god bless him. haha then watched final destination 4. which was pretty much sick. and yes, i wouldnt mind competing it with SAW. both very bloody. i like. :D then after the movie, they wanted to eat so being an awesome friend, i teman them and stonned. oh and played tai ti. :D nicholas got jealous of mine and lilboy's "power of love" cause we always win. :D then the rest is thus, history. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday, nothing much. lets skip it ayte?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;090909, wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as it turned 12, i realised i have finally turned 16 and heck i got spammed! i love everyone for spamming my phone, my msn, my facebook. lol you guys are the best! then tried calling SOMEONE but that SOMEONE was sleeping. i hope you feel guilty now. lol then i slept around 2 i think. woke up, went to school and yeah. during free period aka sivik period, suddenly isabelle was like "listen up everybody, today is amani's birthday. so lets sing her the happy birthday song." i was damn stunned cause when she said that, i was playing tai ti and everyone is now looking at me. i faced to the wall and kept laughing nonstop. so yeah, through out the whole day everyone was wishing me. thank you so much. then when i was waiting for my driver, beverly asked me to wait for her mum. so i waited. then when she came, darren was like "come take your birthday present" i thought it was oliver! HAHAH so i went to her car and she gave me a box of cupcakes. it was so sudden cause last night i updated my facebook saying "amani wants cupcakes for her birthday but she knows she wont get it" and suddenly aunty elaine got me 4. i was shocked! i mean it was cuppacakes and they only have a shop in damansara. she had to go to damansara and come back to PJ to give it to me and pick them up. she is so awesome! i really appriciate it! then i sent bernie and all to state and i went back home to sleep. :) and suddenly far and husaini called me. i was in the state of shock but thanks. :D then a few ppl called. haha these ppl are too free then. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, i would like to thank everyone for your birthday wishes. you guys made my day. you guys made me smile wide. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS ; biiimissyou. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;amani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH AND BTW, THANKS FOR ALL THE BLOG SPOT! THANKS TO CARMEN, NOELLE, NANA, NAT AND PRASHANT! THANK YOU GUYS SO SO MUCH! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-2773612330799813474?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/2773612330799813474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=2773612330799813474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2773612330799813474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2773612330799813474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/09/that-youre-fckn-with-best.html' title='that youre fckn with the best.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-6380224759564731416</id><published>2009-08-28T03:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T04:24:55.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're like a broken record.</title><content type='html'>so once again, its almost the end of the hols and here i am, updating. (:&lt;div&gt;i know you've been coming around and waiting till i update, and i am deeply sorry that you had to wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, 23rd August 2009,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i mentioned at the earlier post that i was woken up by Carmen? well yeah, she asked me out to buka puasa at midval. so dragged my fat ass up, was watching tivo till mother asked me to follow her to the tailor. note; baju raya time. (: this year, currently 3 sets of baju raya and still counting. then told Carmen that i would take a little too long, so yeah. rushed back home, changed and waited for her. picked me up around 5 something. reached midval, was walking around from MPH to Boarders just cause we had to wait for her friend. so around 6.50pm, Carmen found out Beverly was in midval with the mum and Darren. so went to look for them in Toys 'r us. then her friend arrived, we headed up to find a place to eat, choosed sushi king. and i honestly cant remember what happened after that. i just remembered she sending me back. =.= wow amani. went online, wished her happy birthday and ate supper. after that went to bed. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, 24th August 2009,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear it was supposed to be a hectic day. was supposed to go to tuition, then bangsar alone to get Carmen's present, then to midval to meet up with her, then back to tuition. but do know, now, that NONE OF IT HAPPENED. woke up late, did not get to go to morning tuition and the best part is, no transport to go to bangsar and midval. fml moment much? but thank god i got to go to the evening tuition. best is yet to come, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mother ( supposed to pick me up since she told me she was picking me up ) did not picked up the phone. called her a million times and still, no answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuition finished at 6.50pm, called her nonstop till 7.10pm. got fed up and called me dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know what he said to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh, mommy told me you were eating out with your friends and she's sleeping now. sorry we forgotten about you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as my normal reaction to my dad's naiveness, i screamed like mad. and yes, i was at tuition and everyone was looking at me. waited till daddy came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;best thing was we reached home exactly at 7.25pm, buka puasa was at 7.25pm. (: lucky him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and little did i know, i was going to buka puasa with only mother and daddy. =.= if i knew earlier, i would eat outside with bigboy. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing much after that, same routine. came online, took a nap, supper and sleep. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday, 25th August 2009,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up around 11.30am i think by bigboy. got ready and picked Carmen up. went to pyramid and straight to Bubbagump just to find out that wymann was the only one there with caridee's friend. waited for caridee, siewwei and siewling. oh and btw, though we were at Bubbagump, Amani was an angel to not eat and resist temptation. yes, i have mastered the art of resisting temptation. (: so then, there was a suprise cake and singing. so cute. after that watched I Love You, Beth Cooper. parental warning, advisable if you understand dirty jokes. i mean seriously, through out the whole movie, no one laughed much except me and wymann. LOL it was funny kay and yes, Hayden's body was to die for. effing hot, forever. (: and after that, walked around and shh, everything's history. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday, 26th August 2009,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i got a text from Natasha saying that she's outside. so open the door and asked her to wait while i shower and get ready. it took quite some time. (: she failed to braid my hair! :( lol so then, rushed to Jalan Telawi to meet up with Choo, Carmen and Natloo. they have already started shopping without us. =.= so then walked walked, shop. they decided to eat koreans, i then decided to do my brows, alone. wrong decision Amani, should have went with someone else. i mean you guys know i've been wanting to do threading for a long time right, just no time. =/ so then, when she did my right brow, i already started crying. she laughed and said "first timer is it?" =.= durh? continued crying and when she was done, it looked just nice and my eyes were.. red. then went to meet them at koreans and continued shopping. Christine got a pair of studded heels that are to die for! and this classic white dress, everyone was persuading her to get it. :P so then Natloo and Carmen left, Choo, Nat and I went shopping for my stuffs. bought 2 pairs of earings, a belt and a dress. i swear i wanted to smack both of them. i mean do you guys see me wearing dresses? no, right? well, i do have a few but i just dont wear them. it was either the dress or the heels. and in the end, bought the dress. do know that its a little too short and revealing, so, stop mocking or bitching about me kay? thank you. (: but it was beautiful. promised Choo that i would wear in on my birthday dinner with *coughyouguyscough* (: so then went back home just to find out that the net aint working, how perfect. and the rest is history. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday, 27th August 2009,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's the deal, i was supposed to wake up at 7.30am to go to Puan Sri's class and chem tuition at 12. and like usual, didnt get to go to tuition. i  woke up at 11.50am and rushed to chem tuition, which i was late for 10 mins. went back home at 2.30pm and slept. woke up around 4.45pm and rushed again back to tuition for add math. Gana came in late, so tuition started quite late and ended at 7.15pm. called bigboy right away then went to the mamak to buka puasa. he is so awesome to ditch his friends for me, i mean its mean la but yeah. dont do tha too much kay? lol after eating, rushed back to chem class. i know, hectic day. came back homeat 10pm and came striaght to the computer. (: yay. and its now 4.16am, someone did not reply me and since i have ate my supper, i am going to sleep now cause tomorrow is going to be another hectic day. (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS; no pictures for now, im so sorry but i'll come back again soon to update pictures. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PPS; stop stalking me la whore. you damn bitch to me nowdays, cause you just are a bitch to me, kay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;bye lover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;amani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;muah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"It's not stalking if you love the person." - iloveyou, Beth Cooper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-6380224759564731416?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/6380224759564731416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=6380224759564731416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6380224759564731416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6380224759564731416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/08/youre-like-broken-record.html' title='you&apos;re like a broken record.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-6886824184366876150</id><published>2009-08-23T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:13:31.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imperfection to the fullest, love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so i've noticed HOW FCKN DEAD MY BLOG IS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i still do check my cbox, so please do come and visit just to paster me to keep blogging, thank you. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday, not much happened as i woke up at 5pm. teehee. so then was helping mother cook for break fast (btw, for some smartie pants, it is BREAK-FAST, not bloody BREAKFAST. -.- break fast as in BUKA PUASA. i hope lilboy doesnt see this, he'll kill me -.-) then we had a sudden decision to buka puasa at shah alam, grandma's house. so everyone went first except qis and i. she was so lazy to go, we ended up going 30 mins later. -.- arrived there, lala cant stop smilling at me. idk why but she is tres the kiutest baby! so while i was eating, mother, father and the brothers left back to PJ. so i was stuck again with qis. then we waited for my aunt cause she wanted to make homemade mushroom soup. and little did i know, she did not have much ingredients. -.- so went grocceries shopping. and 3 of the kiddies tagged along. note to self, NEVER GO OUT WITH THE KIDDIES, EFFIN STUPID. cause i hate my lil cousies, aiman and fatihah. they are the most vulgar 3 year old and 4 year old. i felt like slapping them. -.- but aiman was the worst then. lala was just so quiet till everyone found out she was actually sleeping. teehee. then bought our stuffs, bought bubble tea as well, went back to shah alam's house to cook. i thus know how to cook an awesome home made mushroom soup. after all my 3 attempts on making a home made one failed, finally worked! thank god. -.- went back around 12, reached home and mother just woke up and started nagging. i mean chill mother, it was your sister taking a lot of our time. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today, slept at 5 plus cause i had to eat supper and mother cooked spaghetti soup. bad choice ma. -_- and then i slept till 12. was woken up lilboy's and cramello's messages. how sweet of them. (: to. disturb. my. beauty sleep. (: later on i slept back. and my phone rang again. woken up by carmen's and lilboy's messages, again. thank you. -__- and got fed up of keep waking up, so here i am blog hopping and blogging. so dont complain losers. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh btw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;birthday wishes time. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SpDrU_cvn5I/AAAAAAAABbQ/gbc0C35KCn0/s320/n662457875_1701621_5051914.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373053101314908050" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;23rd August,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MY LOHAWKIEEEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;happy sweetie 16 babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've grew closer to her through random hyperness and non&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stop laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;though i havent seen her since december hols, i still love love love her!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i miss you so much lohawk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hope you are having an awesome day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;may god bless you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and and lohawk loves youuuu! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SpDrUcwet2I/AAAAAAAABbI/0XfI-f4HcoM/s320/P8010297.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373053092002445154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;24th August,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CARMEN LEEEEE-HEHE! ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;happy 16th birthday baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you have been the best girlfriend i ever had, no seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the only girlfriend that would let me get a boyfriend and talk about it. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you have been one of my besties that has always been there for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;remember during form 1, we went ice skating? FUNNY SHITS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and all the shopping moments in bangsar and me tying your shoe laces and cutting your food, im such an awesome motherly girlfriend. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so anyways, happy advanced birthday baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hope you will have an awesome one tmrw. and may god bless you sexinessss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and may you get hotter than you already are. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;loser. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;amani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;muah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/369678888933929910-6886824184366876150?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/6886824184366876150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=6886824184366876150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6886824184366876150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6886824184366876150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/08/imperfection-to-fullest-love.html' title='imperfection to the fullest, love.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SpDrU_cvn5I/AAAAAAAABbQ/gbc0C35KCn0/s72-c/n662457875_1701621_5051914.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-1842061058116580104</id><published>2009-08-12T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:51:07.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart is standing strong.</title><content type='html'>i havent been to school for like 2 days and i missed a lot. and gained a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed;&lt;br /&gt;- a lot of dramas.&lt;br /&gt;- someone cried in class.&lt;br /&gt;- someone got preggres.&lt;br /&gt;- someone passed away. RIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gained;&lt;br /&gt;- flu, headache and a slight fever.&lt;br /&gt;- new wires for braces.&lt;br /&gt;- two jabs at my lower jaw causing numbness for one whole day.&lt;br /&gt;- something important. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've been stonning and sleeping for two days. how much i would miss it when i go back to school. but its okay, i dont want to waste my life here. i rather finish high school faster and die. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh,&lt;br /&gt;this is a shout out to a dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY ESHTON THOMAS!&lt;br /&gt;youre getting older now, so get your license and drive me around! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;hope you had a great day yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and,&lt;br /&gt;i might know and i think someone's birthday is coming up. someone i tell a lot of my secrets to. i wonder who is tall and skinny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;another person is getting older. makes me feel awesome! i wa thinking of a semi small birthday party at night. *hinthint* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;amani.&lt;br /&gt;:D&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/369678888933929910-1842061058116580104?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/1842061058116580104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=1842061058116580104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1842061058116580104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1842061058116580104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-heart-is-standing-strong.html' title='my heart is standing strong.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-4755810512219108204</id><published>2009-08-09T19:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:33:24.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you x4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn7AaqnxZqI/AAAAAAAABbA/sPkyXTYLDjw/s1600-h/DSC01771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn7AaqnxZqI/AAAAAAAABbA/sPkyXTYLDjw/s320/DSC01771.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367939370222446242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, nothing much. woke up around 1 plus. at lunch and waitd till mum came back from some wedding. brought aliff to the hosp, he's been sneezing and coughing and he has fever. =/ i told him to cough at me, so that i dont have to attend school. boohoo. well, nothing much. that's all actually. im like dread bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so like there is this tag on facebook. the one you write 20 random facts about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im taking it to the next extend, 40 random facts here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. i love travelling, i love splurging myself with heavy shopping and just pure relaxation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. i pretty much think i come from a family with big butts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. i have a unibrow. and its getting freakier by the day. =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. i also have a mustache. -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. i shave pretty much everyweek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. i dont wear skirts due to fugly legs, fats too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. i only have 3 dresses and never even wore any before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. im so into Demi Lovato, despite the fact that she has the "disney label", i bet you will fall inlove with her vocals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. i have always loved Ms. Meester since season one, but no one ever agrees when i say she's pretty and hot. -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. i love mini coops! im not really into all those sports car, i prefer all those BIG BOLD POWERFUL ones. like maybach, bentley, hummers. sexyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. when i get married, my song is going to be Celine Dion's Because You Love Me. &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. i think my mum is a strong independent woman! literally. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. i have a thing for korean songs, girls and guys. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Agy Deyn is so hot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. i think qis should just block him from her head, forget about him and move on. i dont want to see you hurt yourself with that loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. i never liked my sister's ex. he's full of #$%^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. i would only invite 2 of my exes to my wedding. the eee's. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. i miss having a malay boyfriend. -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. i CAN ONLY eat CASHEW nuts, the rest CANNOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. raybans are sexy. daddy's raybans are sexy too. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. i hate my dad's 4th daughter. i dispise my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. i still love my dad no matter how effed up he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. i wish i could tell a certain ex on how i felt when he broke me. but why do i want to waste my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. i miss Dibs so much. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. im into scarves now, eventhough malaysia is melting me, scarves are still a rockstar thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. i want a red rimmed wayfarrers and while youre at it, some aviators please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. The Doctor and Captain Jack Harkness are the sexxx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. though i have a lot of chinesse friends, like seriously, a lot, i still do not drink booze and eat pork. i still fast and pray(sometimes,rarely). ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. my nails dont look good with full colours, but great with french mani pedis. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. im collecting more headbands/hairbands, necklaces and big rings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. if i could ever follow my own dream, i would want to work under Vogue UK and go to Paris Fashion Week every year. or be a fashion designer, maybe a shoe designer. im thinking kurt geiger and manolo blahnik. ADOREEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. when i have my own house, i would dedicate a big room as my walk in closet. think all white and sheep rugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. i rather be single now, eventhough there are too much temptations like Mr M. -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. i dont dig concerts. very not me to be moshing around. im a very classic musical girl. more proper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. i think ronaldo is ugly and has a big ego. lol but who am i to judge? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. i secretly hate my phone. -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. im a little materialistic. omg, i am. grrw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. i like guys that dress smart, preppy ones are sexy too. the sexiest ones are the ones in suits! =O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. i love ice cream and japanesse food. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. im sexy and im hungry now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;bye lovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;muah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;amani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/369678888933929910-4755810512219108204?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/4755810512219108204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=4755810512219108204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4755810512219108204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4755810512219108204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-x4.html' title='you x4'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn7AaqnxZqI/AAAAAAAABbA/sPkyXTYLDjw/s72-c/DSC01771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-5980952290304563752</id><published>2009-08-08T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:41:49.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please dont forget about us.</title><content type='html'>i had the sudden urge to blog, again. be proud of me, IM BLOGGING OKAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, woke up quite early, around 8.30am by Mr.M's call. didnt help at all, i swear. but then i got up and took a quick shower. once again, couldnt find my court shoes till i finally realise i left it in my mum's car. $%^&amp;amp;* nat picked my up and went to samad. we were like the earliest assuntarians okay. -__- mei fong, victoria all came later. it was not bad, it was great actually. not so boring. the performances was great too. but seriously, the dudes that breakdance at la salle was performing again. -__- and far was awesome with his guitar. zar played boston, which he nailed it. and that guy singing with zar was great too, missed out his name though. and the lucky draw with 2 world stage ticks were won by my cantik krystle. i didnt even know she was there. -__- and and congrats to choo hong and zar. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after samad's install, headed out to get a cab. i swear it was torturing hot. went to section 14 for lunch with natsin and trisher. ate at sushi king and had desserts at secret recipe. after that, nat fetched me home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures from natsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1hANUdN1I/AAAAAAAABa4/J5PvGJNND78/s1600-h/6440_132890456677_700201677_3251147_7015765_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1hANUdN1I/AAAAAAAABa4/J5PvGJNND78/s320/6440_132890456677_700201677_3251147_7015765_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367552987098855250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1g_41EGSI/AAAAAAAABaw/2q3fIyyJIvY/s1600-h/6440_132890446677_700201677_3251145_2021103_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1g_41EGSI/AAAAAAAABaw/2q3fIyyJIvY/s320/6440_132890446677_700201677_3251145_2021103_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367552981598476578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1gpeZVxMI/AAAAAAAABao/JRu90wYYdZM/s1600-h/6440_132890436677_700201677_3251143_4346247_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1gpeZVxMI/AAAAAAAABao/JRu90wYYdZM/s320/6440_132890436677_700201677_3251143_4346247_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367552596545750210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1gpCrw0kI/AAAAAAAABag/cAQaCeESZoY/s1600-h/6440_132890416677_700201677_3251140_1477748_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1gpCrw0kI/AAAAAAAABag/cAQaCeESZoY/s320/6440_132890416677_700201677_3251140_1477748_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367552589106827842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1go7NvCYI/AAAAAAAABaY/-GOat51-lsg/s1600-h/6440_132890411677_700201677_3251139_3577770_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1go7NvCYI/AAAAAAAABaY/-GOat51-lsg/s320/6440_132890411677_700201677_3251139_3577770_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367552587101833602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1gocyldnI/AAAAAAAABaQ/ar1Fs5zXWXc/s1600-h/6440_132890406677_700201677_3251138_5398249_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1gocyldnI/AAAAAAAABaQ/ar1Fs5zXWXc/s320/6440_132890406677_700201677_3251138_5398249_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367552578934896242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1goX-BbfI/AAAAAAAABaI/e9pIR3W0-dk/s1600-h/6440_132890391677_700201677_3251136_861752_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1goX-BbfI/AAAAAAAABaI/e9pIR3W0-dk/s320/6440_132890391677_700201677_3251136_861752_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367552577640689138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah. laugh your asses off. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 random facts of the day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i secretly love my siblings. would do anything to get their asses out of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;2. i hate clowns.&lt;br /&gt;3. Mr.M does a lot of adorable things but he's not adorable. :P&lt;br /&gt;4. i cant wait for qis to start doing the freaking vlog with me. i mean im annoyed already.&lt;br /&gt;5. i hate my phone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;amani&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps ; Mr. M is so not your bussiness but then, say hello to Mr M :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-5980952290304563752?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/5980952290304563752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=5980952290304563752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5980952290304563752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5980952290304563752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/08/please-dont-forget-about-us.html' title='please dont forget about us.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sn1hANUdN1I/AAAAAAAABa4/J5PvGJNND78/s72-c/6440_132890456677_700201677_3251147_7015765_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-6491606747481172695</id><published>2009-08-08T04:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T05:23:04.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that image of you.</title><content type='html'>idk why but i somehow get the blogging mojo in the middle of the night. like i suddenly wake up and while i was rolling on the bed, i had the sudden urge to blog. weird much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, went to school. i swear some educated ppl just tend to show their idiocity. and then after school, went to some mamak at state since nana wanted to eat. was rushing all the way, i was like gasping for air. lol then we had interact meeting. nothing much. went to amcorp since carmen wanted to eat. ate a koreans, bumped into e-jia and jin ee. pretty much thats all, after going home, i dropped dead on the bed. that was like 4pm and woke up around 9. i felt so nice sleeping until a certain someone called. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like dread bored right now, so im going to watch some movies on the external. and did you know the sophie kept on breaking down? LOL pity aliff, one screwed up car you have brother. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's kiwanis thingy and samad install going on tmrw, so im going to samad. since i didnt know about kiwanis. this is another reason why i hate going on a holiday, i am outdated on a lot of social events. grrrw!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;imnotthatbrokenheartedgirlanymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo,&lt;br /&gt;amani.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-6491606747481172695?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/6491606747481172695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=6491606747481172695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6491606747481172695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6491606747481172695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/08/that-image-of-you.html' title='that image of you.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-1968097998248148812</id><published>2009-08-07T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T02:06:56.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just standing by the pavement, watching you pass by.</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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SnsR6Pejd5I/AAAAAAAABaA/Ps-RwqaDY44/s1600-h/10072009646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SnsR6Pejd5I/AAAAAAAABaA/Ps-RwqaDY44/s200/10072009646.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366903073226848146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;im desperate to know if you would be fine if i am not around anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i am just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imreallyscaredtomakemyowndecision. istillwantit. iamjustscaredthatonedaymaybesooniwillhurtyou. andimreallyscared. imscaredthatiwilllosefeeling. orletgoeasily. evenworsehurtyoulikehowhedid. idontwantto. nomatterhowunderstandingyouareidontwanttohurtyou. ireallyloveyou. butamiinlovewithyou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello avid readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go to school today, had freaking diarrhea, like omg. -__- and woke up around 1 plus. was sleepy like shits. went to accounts tuition about 2.45pm, finished at 4.30pm. stupid thing, driver came to puan sri's house with his bike and he was like "aliff took the car and he's only coming back at 6" i was like wth? worse part is, the house keys were in the car. i was pissed, i called him up, asking him to go home now since i had to go to add math after that. asked choo sent me back home. was waiting for him for 10 mins while i was on the phone. and when he arrived, he said he will send me to tuition. and i notice there was a specificannoyingex in the front seat. made my day even worse. before add math, ate at some mamak shop, was utterly hungry. today, went for double class, add math and chem. after chem tuition, ate at secret recipe with rents and daddy's friend till 11pm. we were technically shoo-ed away since it was closing. lol and now im here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if i have readers, but i just appriciate you peeps that keeps coming back for more. i love you guys so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more thing, to teachers, i know you guys read our blogs and seriously, i dont mind much. cause if you want to say that we're not potraying the right image for the school, heck with it. tell me exactly where did i ever publish my school's name? and even if i sweared a little here and there, at least i didnt  cursed any of you. and if i ever did, sue me. i didnt know i cant voice out my opionions. ever heard of human rights? well, speaking out is one them. thank you for visitting anyways. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;lalalove,&lt;br /&gt;amani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-1968097998248148812?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/1968097998248148812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=1968097998248148812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1968097998248148812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1968097998248148812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-standing-by-pavement-watching-you.html' title='just standing by the pavement, watching you pass by.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SnsR6Pejd5I/AAAAAAAABaA/Ps-RwqaDY44/s72-c/10072009646.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-2725009490359687043</id><published>2009-08-03T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:10:56.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do i know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Snbj88_0HpI/AAAAAAAABZw/KDJ1sCVyrhI/s1600-h/July+09+to+UK+Trip+Graduation+iphone+300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Snbj88_0HpI/AAAAAAAABZw/KDJ1sCVyrhI/s320/July+09+to+UK+Trip+Graduation+iphone+300.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365726642363965074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes youre stuck in my hand &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i wonder; who'd you think youre talking to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hello world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i went back to school, like finally! bernie was like "she finally found her way back from london." such a whore, i know. well, during the essembly, we started laughing nonstop already with fml stuffs and nana's life. her life, is, a joke. :) and add math officially made my day a bad day. lol slept throughout agama class. and pjk teacher is such a joke, i swear. she almost believed bernie when bernie told her im preggers. i mean like, do i look THAT cheap and easy? =.= physics was damn funny. teacher was talking about the bernoulli's principle and some activity. so she said something about hold your balls and blow hard. =.= she's such an old pervie. eww much. lol chem was fun today. i love studying about electrochemical series shit. :P the only thing i like. BAHA. and after school, went to old town with bernie. went to the mamak and all. met up with vincent, banged bernie like shit. lol and like went to andrew choos but didnt apply. lol much? then went back home and slept. i was late for tuition. :P started at 5, woke up and 5.15, went at 5.45. he still layaned me. :D went to drink at mamak with some idiot then came home. and here i am, entertaining you losers. :) i bet all of you are like "oh thank god. she's finally updating" right right? haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;im like so lazy to tell more. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i've lost THE mojo already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;why is everyone talking about THE mojo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mojojojo. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;muah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS ; sayang, why always emo? im here for you okay. if there's anything bothering you, tell me. imma bash that bastard up for you. i'll always have your back, no matter what. and my shoulder is always available for you. so dont emo emo kay. amani love you banyak banyak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PPS ; woi. the time will come. lol &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PPPS ; i now know who i cant rely on. and who are the bitches that forget about their friends. i still love you bitches, my bitches. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;amani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-2725009490359687043?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/2725009490359687043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=2725009490359687043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2725009490359687043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2725009490359687043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-do-i-know.html' title='what do i know?'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Snbj88_0HpI/AAAAAAAABZw/KDJ1sCVyrhI/s72-c/July+09+to+UK+Trip+Graduation+iphone+300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-1141649420550203197</id><published>2009-07-31T05:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T06:03:28.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first love story.</title><content type='html'>currently 5.37am and i just finish watching grease the first movie. i mean i have watched it for like a million times (yes, more than transformers) but kind of lost it. and aliff was like spring cleaning the house to welcome his new baby ps3 -__-  and while he was cleaning up the mess downstairs, he found the grease cds. i was looking for it for a long time. :( didnt know it would be downstairs. lol&lt;br /&gt;i love Olivia Newton-John. i mean she is so pretty and such a sweet lady. and and John Travolta, no one can ever rock the leather pants like he does. well, maybe there is, but he's the best groover. lol.&lt;br /&gt;watching grease reminded me of Olivia's body. omg, her waist is like so small, she looked great in the leather top and pants. envy much? =/ those were the high waist pants, pin up girl thing time. it was the sexxx. grrw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, as you all noticed, i have recolour my blog. and why i choosed this colours? :) read on.&lt;br /&gt;As stated on VogueUK august ed, the in colour for autumn/winter '09 is cool teal and regal purples. its a coincidendes i adore these colours. and and grey too! not much of my liking though.&lt;br /&gt;and i've updated my links and playlist. do enjoy them. they're my current fav songs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going to talk much about my day or what so evs. im just going to update simply ;&lt;br /&gt;- need to cut my fringe already. should i?&lt;br /&gt;- yes, im still sick and eating meds.&lt;br /&gt;- i need people to buy me on friends for sale on facebook. cause this friend of mine is making me do ridiculous stuff. lol&lt;br /&gt;- need. to. get. out. of. this. JAIL. tq.&lt;br /&gt;- im not quite updated with anything going on around right now, so please dont do the "you know what happened?" just get to the point. and im wondering why isnt anyone talking to me nowdays? i mean DUDE, YOU GUYS FORGOTTEN ABOUT ME IS IT? thus, this is the reason why i hate going on hols. =.=&lt;br /&gt;- i know i just came back from a shopping-ish holiday, but i want more shoes, i NEED HEELS!! BADLY! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it,&lt;br /&gt;want to try to sleep now,&lt;br /&gt;daa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS ; im going to try. im liking it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo amani.&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/369678888933929910-1141649420550203197?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/1141649420550203197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=1141649420550203197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1141649420550203197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1141649420550203197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-love-story.html' title='my first love story.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-6016679178988562137</id><published>2009-07-29T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:14:56.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wished i had a better choice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SnAEhLY_CYI/AAAAAAAABZg/QK_NGPQ0zQs/s1600-h/July+09+to+UK+Trip+Graduation+iphone+255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SnAEhLY_CYI/AAAAAAAABZg/QK_NGPQ0zQs/s320/July+09+to+UK+Trip+Graduation+iphone+255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363792124238039426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if any of you wonder why im still not back in school, cause im sick. $%^&amp;amp; that is if any of you bother reading my dead blog. lol im having some heavy flu, doc said some respiratory problem. thanks to my old skeleton. ): but im fine. dont worry bout me. :) and no, i do not have swine flu. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my liking, im afraid of making decisions. im afraid of getting hurt again. but without deciding, you cant grow up and learn from your mistakes. im afraid to grow up. i want to. i feel so trapped right now. i cant wait to grow up, end high school, go into college. way better than leading something much more miserable than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can tell you what im feeling. i hope i can get over it. no matter how long it has passed, i still want to tell you how you took my one and only hope to love again. i cant even stand looking at your face. i dont know how can you even be with someone else without feeling guilty. no wait. do you even have feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i scared to accept you with an open heart. im scared i'll make that same mistake. what if i did hurt you again. im sorry. but i still cant let go yet. i want to move on. i just hope youre not just a bounce back. i hope you'll be there cause you have been there for me for years, through good and worst times. i appriciate you. i love you for that. but can it be more than just this? im scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i miss everyone so much. i've decided no matter how sick or weak i am, i will still be going to school tmrw. this house is like a torturing chamber, a jail. i have had enough of it. i need to breathe. i miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xo,&lt;br /&gt;amani.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-6016679178988562137?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/6016679178988562137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=6016679178988562137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6016679178988562137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6016679178988562137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wished-i-had-better-choice.html' title='i wished i had a better choice.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SnAEhLY_CYI/AAAAAAAABZg/QK_NGPQ0zQs/s72-c/July+09+to+UK+Trip+Graduation+iphone+255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-6513148287802251148</id><published>2009-07-08T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:35:32.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starbucks paper bag full of friends,</title><content type='html'>hey peeps.&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry that i forgotten to come back and update. lol&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i have already posted up the pictures on facebook, but they're only PART 1! so wait for PART 2! and tag yourself please. im too lazy to even bother. lol&lt;br /&gt;and as you all know, i'll be going on a trip to the UKs this monday. if you are wondering why am i suddenly going in the middle of school period, its cause i've got to attend my aunt's graduation. and the obvious shopping reasons ofcourse! haha&lt;br /&gt;which btw, dad being one fckd up bitch cause he always forgets about me. and i still havent renew my fckn passport. i mean like it wont take a long time la. but wtv.&lt;br /&gt;and and i havent start packing and im like so excited! lol. i sound jakun a bit la but sorry la i havent been out since few years okay. cut me some slack. -__-&lt;br /&gt;to whoever that wants anything besides chocolate, please do inform me and please give me your budget! cause im like broke now, so yeah. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to youknowwhoyouare,&lt;br /&gt;be a good boy and stay at home yah. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;amani.&lt;br /&gt;:D&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/369678888933929910-6513148287802251148?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/6513148287802251148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=6513148287802251148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6513148287802251148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6513148287802251148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/07/starbucks-paper-bag-full-of-friends.html' title='starbucks paper bag full of friends,'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-1480490256611570971</id><published>2009-06-20T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:45:23.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a grown up woman should never fall so easily.</title><content type='html'>hey darlings, im super exhausted right now. so i will updated on IU and Carnival later aytes? and i'll post them pictures.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;amani.&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/369678888933929910-1480490256611570971?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/1480490256611570971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=1480490256611570971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1480490256611570971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1480490256611570971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/06/grown-up-woman-should-never-fall-so.html' title='a grown up woman should never fall so easily.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-4311181742871248432</id><published>2009-06-19T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T02:14:24.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause this pain im feeling wont go away.</title><content type='html'>hey peeps. :)&lt;br /&gt;its currently 1.51 am and gosh im exhausted. i am literally sweating here. the weather is a silent killer, i swear. and if you are wondering why am i still awake, well, i cant sleep and no, im not going to school tmrw. tres laziness. :) and yes, i am going for the after school hours rehersal. i have been really tired and drained lately, so why cant i skip school for a day right? no one will miss me anyways. lol and if any of you are wondering again if im alright, yes, im getting better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, nothing much. first day of school and we had piles of homework which i guessing it as a welcome back to school presents. overall, i think all this school stuff is making me tired already. i mean i havent been having enough sleep. its like 2, 4, 7 hours only. whatever happened to my beauty sleep? i apologise if you saw me anywhere looking half dead and like crap, its definately the school effect. and yes, i have been eating. i do not starve myself for certain reasons okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, it was a big bullet again. went through my heart. almost dropped and break down. i promised i will never shed another tear again and heck there are no more anyways. i am trying, help me. i need to go, dont come back. if he wants to say something, tell it in my face cause dear i dont know messangers, online or phones anymore. come up to me, i want to know how much he feels bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i feel tired and sleepy now. i shall head to the bed now, its calling me. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye,&lt;br /&gt;goodnight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;amani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;andiwillalwaysloveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;iwilltrytoletgonow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;butwillneverstoplovingyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-4311181742871248432?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/4311181742871248432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=4311181742871248432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4311181742871248432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4311181742871248432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/06/cause-this-pain-im-feeling-wont-go-away.html' title='cause this pain im feeling wont go away.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-7828313399628698730</id><published>2009-06-11T03:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T03:43:54.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever.</title><content type='html'>its currently 3.20am and damn i need to sleep though i cant. i need to study accounts darn it. exam's tomorrow. =S im such a bummer. im still sick and tired of everything. and yes, amani has got flu. i've been checking out facebook and plurk and twitter nonstop. i've been online nonstop too. i think im going to fail 'em accounts paper. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go to tuition today, again. since i was dead on the bed and was having a horrible flu. funny part, someone actually wanted to go there and find me. -__- no luck. so tomorrow, there's the infamous le exam and add math. thy oh miserabel add math. i havent seen gana for two weeks, i think he's going to kill me. lol i mean hey, not my fault i was broken last week. and wow, such a suprise, im going to bump into &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. my god bless me and the nerves, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since hols going to end pretty soon, i think its best for me to stop all my nonsense and get a steady life back. im not going to stay at the bottom forever. and yes, i am refering to youknowwhat. well,  im going to show that my life is not as pathetic as it looks. i may be that vulnerable but i have got nothing to lose now. give me your best shot, i might just give you back best shots. you want to play with fire, im going to put gasoline in it and see who is going to burn. and heck if my best friend asked her to suck your balls, the question is, after all these while, do you have any balls mister? i tried to remember everything and i came perfectly to me that i was with a gay slut. you scream like a girl, i jump like a girl. im not going to say more. though i will not be a cheap whore like you and accept anybody now, im going to tell you that no matter how happy you are with her, i hope you know that no one loved you the way i did. and sorry, though i miss you, i do not want to see your face again. i know sooner or later, i will. but for now let me enjoy the beauty of life without your motherfucking face sticking up all the time. i never understand, i never want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, i shall go to sleep now and wake up early in the morning to be lil miss accountant. i dread tired right now. fall flat soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i appriciate the fact the you guys read my posts no matter how desperate or bitchy it may sound.&lt;br /&gt;and i appriciate the effort you guys take to keep coming back for more.&lt;br /&gt;i love you all. the only ppl i can afford to love maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and&lt;br /&gt;PS : im going to wait. what about you? ;)&lt;br /&gt;PSS : are we allowed to go to sri aman's IU?&lt;br /&gt;PSSS : im progressing, give me time. help me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;amanimarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ineverunderstoodwhathappened.&lt;br /&gt;everyoneexpectsmetoforgetitandwalkaway.&lt;br /&gt;itshardcauseiloveyoubaby.&lt;br /&gt;ineedyounow.&lt;br /&gt;ihavetoletgoandmoveon.&lt;br /&gt;willieverbethesamepersonyouonceloved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-7828313399628698730?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/7828313399628698730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=7828313399628698730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7828313399628698730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7828313399628698730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/06/forever.html' title='forever.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-8224936690197963283</id><published>2009-06-06T02:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T14:40:45.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i gave you love, all you gave me was pretend.</title><content type='html'>hey peeps. i have been busy with tuition and stuff, so yeah. sorry that i declined a few outings. but hey, at least i was there on thursday. and im sorry that i was putting on my stonned face. and since everyone knows about it already, i shall not keep repeating myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, can my life get any worse? after one then the other.&lt;br /&gt;i think i have been sleeping a lot too. its like i dont want to wake up. when i do wake up, i'll roll on the bed and fall back to sleep. all these drama rama is tres tiring. and to those that has been there for me, i really really appriciate it. to carmen for that heart to heart moral support, the best la. and bernie for listening. to sy for coming clean and cheering me up and also for staying up late with me till the am. and to ma, plasan, pretty boy, noelle, thank you for listening and helping me. and last but not least to my syg dibah, im so sorry for what happened the day before and like what you said, maybe we are meant to be together, no? its okay. we will walk the singlehood together babe. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what i have learn through out this 3 months is to not fall for words anymore. and its okay to feel insecure. its okay to ask if he's cheating or what so evs. and to talk things through. to bond too. to not be too controlling, maybe a lil. most importantly, to not trust ANYONE! cause a bestfriend too can stab you right at where it hurts the most. the ppl you trust also can keep way too much from you. if you say the key to a relaitionship is to trust, then heck no. they'll just rip off all that trust that you have build.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not going to say any further, just that i might decline a few of ya'll outings since i feel so tired. but do try to call me up, i might just say yes to the weirdest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to sleep again, im tired. im sorry. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i am so dissapointed in you guys, words cant describe. though i forgive, i shall never forget.&lt;br /&gt;PSS: i dont miss you anymore. instead i hate you to the core and i really cant handle your face anymore, not even your presence. hope you are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;PSS: i have never been this speechless in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;amani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;imightnotloveanymore.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-8224936690197963283?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/8224936690197963283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=8224936690197963283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/8224936690197963283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/8224936690197963283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-gave-you-love-all-you-gave-me-was.html' title='i gave you love, all you gave me was pretend.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-745422156560366573</id><published>2009-05-31T03:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T04:00:10.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he's staring at me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SiGOHD7LgxI/AAAAAAAABZY/THr0QRlOaNo/s1600-h/27052009496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SiGOHD7LgxI/AAAAAAAABZY/THr0QRlOaNo/s320/27052009496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341706885001872146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from the hosp. yes, it is 3.38am and somehow im not tired. was on night shift anyways. had mummy, qis and aunt to accompany me and my lovely new book. and i bet bby's asleep already now. as usual. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, nothing much. went to midval with mummy and amir. went to mph to get some books. which btw, i bought a book titled "kissed by an angel" and im inlove with it. (: then ate, went bra shopping and came home. funny thing, mummy said she wont buy me anything anymore cause she so called has splurge on me for the past weeks. -__- so she said, no shopping for me for at least one month. #$%^&amp;amp;! holidays la okay! cut me some slack motherr. its okay, i still have boyfie to go watch movies and keep me entertained. oh and i cut my hair again, trimmed actually, so its like shoulder length and i dont like it! so, nothing much since my bitches are having a bomb in trolak and im here, stonning stupidly. -__- i swear im going to rot for the next few days. wish me luck with that. grrw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:hope June's going to be better than May. (:&lt;br /&gt;PSS: iloveyoubaby.&lt;br /&gt;PSSS: i need my freaking glasses back from ma! &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;bby.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-745422156560366573?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/745422156560366573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=745422156560366573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/745422156560366573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/745422156560366573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/05/hes-staring-at-me.html' title='he&apos;s staring at me.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SiGOHD7LgxI/AAAAAAAABZY/THr0QRlOaNo/s72-c/27052009496.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-5538662917282046338</id><published>2009-05-22T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:46:59.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhere over the rainbow..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hello! (:&lt;br /&gt;i swear i do not have that blogging mojo i used to have anymore. it is like gone! =S sadly.&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry i have been super busy with school, grandmama and bby boy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i have been avoiding physical contacts with the sign in button of blogger, i shall make this one a good one. i have finally finished my bloody mid terms and am currently wasting my days till holidays cause thats when i seriously will have fun. im craving for a little shopping, a little movie marathon, a little outings and datings with bby. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me talk about the week first then i shall talk about my futher plans. okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to skip school since it was teachers' day. but suddenly nicole teh texted me saying that i have to come to school for editorial picture which was such an annoyance. so went to school, took the editorial picture which i hope will turn out greatly. then watched all the performances and games. i swear all the assunta idols, morning and afternoon, are such failures. i mean you guys scare me. and after that i went to midval with nicole, bernie and carmen. we wanted to watch angels and demons. we seriously thought we couldnt go in, idk why. but we passed. damn we look 18! :D and heck! that was a freaking good movie. i shall not be a spoiler, go watch it yourself! :D and after that i was rushing to 14 with nicole and bernie, which they went back from there. and i was with bby, ma and bestf. -__- since physics has passed, so i decided not to go to tuition and teman bby. and they decided to play pool. jeez -__- after that, they went to tuition and i went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much. got back our physics paper which i dont give two shits. actually nothing big i guess, except that after school, there were the interact nominees interview. which i swear was so annoying at first, i mean seriously, banging for no reason. i wanted to pull out but whatever that is, i didnt. so my interview was quite boring, so yeah. they said i was not outspoken and all. i dont care dammit! and after that was thinking of meeting bby before his tuition, but i was so darn tired, i went back home and drop dead from 4 to 9. it was such a nice NAP and bby didnt talk much since i ditched him for sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;after school, i went to kannas with bernie since she wanted to eat and i wanted the fried rice there. after that, went back home just to find out my auntie was there and she was craving for the banana leaf rice at kannas. so since i was a great niece, i followed her and she sent me to tuition at 4. note, tuition starts at 5.30. -__- so i went to mcds knowing that bby, bestf and ma would be there too. so stayed till tuition, then went to tuition. and went back home. suprisingly after that, while i was msging bby, he was studying! i was so proud of him! *coughcough* and he ended reading some Dare To Fail book his dad gave. typical bby. and yes, he slept off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided not to go to school since everyone wanted to stay home to watch american idol. i planned to sleep in until i found out bernie is going to uni hosp alone, so i tagged along to teman my bestf. she was supposed to come to my house early in the morning but her rents left her at home. so she came at 11 plus and woke me up. so went to the hosp just to find out the freaking dentist tutup, so we went to the cafe to eat. i swear i miss eating uni hosp's cafe food. HAHA after that, we walked back to my house cause i wanted to wash my hair. lol then i sent bernie back to the hosp dentist and i went off to accounts. funny thing is i wore my tshirt with the word f*ck on it and went to class. i almost got caught by her, but i covered it. so i was safe i guess. then after accounts, went to 32 square for starbucks since bby were playing pool. went to tuition, late, again. sheesh. while i was waiting for my dad to pick me up, there was this guy trying to hit on me and the tuition clerk was like "dream on, she has a boyfriend already", i swear i was shocked! omg, she knows! i wonder who else knows about it. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday/today.&lt;br /&gt;didnt do much at school. pretty much a boring day. we studied chem. which was so annoying, i swear. and there was interact meeting and elections. i was so excited to vote, idk why. i knew i wouldnt get IU, so i dont really care much. and btw, christine, congrats! we go shopping yah! i love you la babe! :) and after that, ntty suddenly asked me if i would want to go to midval with her, so i called carmen and she brought nat. we came back to my house first since i had to shower, then went to midval. carmen and i were there for an hour or so and headed to PJ state. since bby, bestf and ma was having the meeting, we decided to just wait and kfc and stone for awhile. then they came out and sit with us for awhile waiting for aliff to pick us up. he sent carmen back to her house then sent me home. and here i am blogging for you lovely readers. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my plans for next week. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;monday - not sure.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday - movies with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday - not sure.&lt;br /&gt;thursday - not sure. was thinking of watching movie with bby and the boys.&lt;br /&gt;friday - shopping at bangsar! :D :D :D :D :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hols;&lt;br /&gt;movie marathons, shop, outings and dates. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, i have an announcement to make. promoting woi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear readers of "Out of Heels and Perfection", please please come to ICSMKA's IU day.&lt;br /&gt;details as follow;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN AFRICA'S SHOES.&lt;br /&gt;it is a double event, IU and carnival.&lt;br /&gt;20th June 2009.&lt;br /&gt;IU : 10am-12pm&lt;br /&gt;carnival : 12pm-4pm&lt;br /&gt;venue : SMKA&lt;br /&gt;dress code : not confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;coupons : RM5 each. can be bought from any interactor of ICSMKA.&lt;br /&gt;please please do come yah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am super lazy to continue, so i shall stop blogging and layan people on msn. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;next time yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muah,&lt;br /&gt;amani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ocw,youresuchastubbornboy&lt;br /&gt;everytimeitalktoyouifeellikejustshuttingyouupandkissyou.&lt;br /&gt;youannoyinglilboyfofmine.&lt;br /&gt;loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-5538662917282046338?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/5538662917282046338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=5538662917282046338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5538662917282046338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5538662917282046338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/05/somewhere-over-rainbow.html' title='somewhere over the rainbow..'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-8799705046638226366</id><published>2009-05-13T18:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:02:53.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knock you down.</title><content type='html'>hey, i know i have been abandoning my blog like fcks. im sorry to my loyal readers. haha&lt;br /&gt;i have been seriously busy. so anyways, some shout outs here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SgrDNKIDWEI/AAAAAAAABZE/TIg6XUxBKss/s1600-h/karaoke1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SgrDNKIDWEI/AAAAAAAABZE/TIg6XUxBKss/s320/karaoke1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335291339397617730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOELLE TAN TYEN YI! :D&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;my horny partner, my sexayh, my newfoundnerd. :D&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why but im just so proud that you have turned 16! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SgrD8-bvlgI/AAAAAAAABZM/3RaEmCy7GW4/s1600-h/DSC08213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SgrD8-bvlgI/AAAAAAAABZM/3RaEmCy7GW4/s320/DSC08213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335292160892704258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BERNADETTE ALEXANDRA KOH PEY YI! :D&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ADVANCED BIRTHDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;i love you banyak banyak banyak banyak bestf!&lt;br /&gt;all your bitchy, blonde, annoying momments will forever be in my head. haha&lt;br /&gt;and and all our kantoi moments, our LOL moments or hearttoheart talk moments, classic sial!&lt;br /&gt;omg, not to forget our base partner moments! omg i miss those times wei.&lt;br /&gt;i love you la perempuan murahan ku! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inserts picture here* :P&lt;br /&gt;bby,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED 1ST&amp;amp;2ND 2 MONTHS ANNIVERSARRY.&lt;br /&gt;remember? ilyimyiny..? i really do.&lt;br /&gt;and through all our ups and downs, i will still stand by you.&lt;br /&gt;i still remember the first time you told me you like me, the first time i saw you, the first time i kissed you. its still fresh in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;and remember the first time i ignored you? haha you were so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;i still remember the day we went to OU, it was the best.&lt;br /&gt;no, actually, everytime im with you no matter how tired or mad i was, it was still the best.&lt;br /&gt;i know its still early to say but bby, ily and i will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you have done, i'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;with everysingle breath, i smell you, i feel you.&lt;br /&gt;i will never let you go, nor will i ever leave cause bby, im yours.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i am super lazy to update on whats going on, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;well, briefly;&lt;br /&gt;exams.&lt;br /&gt;grandmama. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;hisbby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imtryingmybesttotrustyou.&lt;br /&gt;canyouassuremethatiwillbesafe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-8799705046638226366?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/8799705046638226366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=8799705046638226366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/8799705046638226366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/8799705046638226366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/05/knock-you-down_13.html' title='knock you down.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SgrDNKIDWEI/AAAAAAAABZE/TIg6XUxBKss/s72-c/karaoke1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-719544870761054187</id><published>2009-05-13T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:08:18.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knock you down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-719544870761054187?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/719544870761054187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=719544870761054187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/719544870761054187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/719544870761054187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/05/knock-you-down.html' title='knock you down.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-7613110758836229398</id><published>2009-04-24T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:58:41.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SfGM__I4xMI/AAAAAAAABY0/uIG-u1TobnY/s1600-h/DSC03503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SfGM__I4xMI/AAAAAAAABY0/uIG-u1TobnY/s320/DSC03503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328194865064363202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, im a bit busy.&lt;br /&gt;i'll update pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;and yes carmen, with pictures. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyouloyalbummers. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;bby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-7613110758836229398?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/7613110758836229398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=7613110758836229398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7613110758836229398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7613110758836229398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/04/dose.html' title='dose.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SfGM__I4xMI/AAAAAAAABY0/uIG-u1TobnY/s72-c/DSC03503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-4167792195031762241</id><published>2009-04-12T13:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:32:45.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three little words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"everytime i listen to them, it reminds me of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i havent had a decent weekend for months and all this events are just too tiring.&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, as i was with my sis cutting her hair, she got an unusual phone call from mummy, 3 words that we thought was a joke, "hosp on fire". so we ignored it, then daddy start calling me, asking where i was, saying that the hosp is on fire and asked us to rush there immediately. fyi, we wouldnt give a damn if any hosp was on fire, but this particular hosp, hosp putrajaya, where my grandma was admitted a day ago, was on fire. and unlucky both of us, we couldnt recall the way there, so we picked up my aunt. recieved the call at 4.30, arrived at 6, just to see more than 30 patients on their bed outside the hosp. and we were looking for grandma, just to find out that she was rushed to hosp serdang for being the special patient. and yes, these are the perks when your mother knows the director-in-chief very well.&lt;br /&gt;we picked up mummy and realised there was another 5 more cars behind us, concerned family members to say. as we left the hosp, qis took the wrong turned and stopped. the 5 cars stopped as well, watching us laugh in the car. my aunty wished the other cars could hear our convo. so as we reached serdang hosp, the whole 26 family members waited at the hosp lobby. since qis was hungry, we went to the canteen and everyone started to fill the canteen. i swear to god, that time, i knew at least 75% of the ppl in the canteen. so we waited to hear any news of grandma.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly my uncle came in, saying that grandma's pressure was very high and she wasnt really stable. i think we werent as worried as two years ago, cause we know the procedure and we know that she'll be fine. and as mummy was saying, she was with grandma all the while, during the fire. she said grandma was unconcious of what happened and that was a relief. if she knew what happened to the hosp, i think her blood pressure, her heart pressure will all go up. but she was fine.&lt;br /&gt;so we waited at the lobby from 7.30 till 11, slowly ppl starting to leave. and at the end, there were around 16 left, 9 decided to go to bangi to eat, which was actually very near. so when we came back to the hosp, around 12, the serdang hosp's director told my mum that grandma is okay and she will be sent back to putrajaya hosp, since the hosp is okay and that the fire is cleared already. so all of us went back to putrajaya hosp and waited for grandma. there were ppl playing cards, walking around, sleeping, on the phones. as her room was getting prepared, everyone was looking at her at the ER. she image of her looked exactly like 2 years ago, with all the tubes, the oxygen mask. thank god everyone wasnt panicking. so as her room was prepared and all, everyone waited till 1 something. and mummy decided to go back at 1.30 am. reached home around 2, tres tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since last night was a very tirin night, i pms-ed all the way. i was pms-ing to 4 ppl and one actually slapped me. -__- and i was pms-ing with bby the most, im so sorry bby. i guess i was damn tired la. but at least he understand, so it didnt pissed me off even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess when you say immediate family, my family will be everyone. my grandaunts, my second cousins, all. cause we've been holding ourselves together for a very long time. i remember two years ago, when my grandma got admitted into uni hosp, two days before hari raya, she was alright. but the night of hari raya, she slept and couldnt wake up. the amount of tears, trauma built up. i remember when everyone was praying, crying, calling her name in the room. even my aunt and uncle that disowned the family came back to pray. and when she woke up after 11 hours of calling and praying for her, it was a big relief. how much we thank god. cause her blood pressure went down to 2.3 and her heart beat was 30. everything is still so clear in my mind, it felt like yesterday. she was cold, unconcious and blue. imagine, more than 40 ppl waiting at her room and the waiting area, all praying for her. i remember when she woke up, the first thing she asked was "why is everyone crying?" and everyone went to hug her. i never cried that much, i know. losing her feels like losing a big part of me. but in the end, everyone is trying to keep her fit, healthy, strong. cause she's our strong grandmama! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since everyone is at the hosp now and im here stuck with two sick siblings, i shall go back to sleep cause i think bby is sleeping. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bby bby, about yesterday, sorry i wish you. i was too caught up and forgotten. so, Happy Second One Month bby. ily,imy,iny. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;dumbshit's girlf.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS ; bby, my back aches. -_-&lt;br /&gt;PPS ; mana you la backside? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-4167792195031762241?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/4167792195031762241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=4167792195031762241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4167792195031762241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4167792195031762241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/04/four-little-words.html' title='three little words.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-6698292702601370715</id><published>2009-04-09T20:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:56:32.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>redemption.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd3-dUzqZWI/AAAAAAAABYk/ceizaxMtA0c/s1600-h/DSC00245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd3-dUzqZWI/AAAAAAAABYk/ceizaxMtA0c/s320/DSC00245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322690114376852834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, i know i havent been blogging for so long. and i am honestly sorry. i have been busy with other stuff. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank you bernie for menyibuking. -__- now i know why you asked for my pass.&lt;br /&gt;you damn bitchy wei. i mean seriously, youre bitchy with me like all the time. thank god im not as bitchy. but i still love you la bitch! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways,&lt;br /&gt;since i havent blog for awhile, i'll just stick my blogging to important events, ayte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two weeks ago; SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;had chs iu. it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;the sketch was funny. the emcees, hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;the post chs iu was at mid, well how typical of us, no?&lt;br /&gt;brewball, even typical. and the rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week; SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;went to Assunta's Leo IU. it was okay too.&lt;br /&gt;omg, a lot of slut dance! they know they are. haha&lt;br /&gt;especially esther and cheryl and kaylee and tiara! i still love you guys la. haha&lt;br /&gt;then the funny part was when we went to carmen's.&lt;br /&gt;while i was waiting for bby to call me, i slept for an hour. just to realise my phone was off! haha&lt;br /&gt;so then headed to mid with natasha cause i was damn hungry.&lt;br /&gt;and dot dot dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, had tuition like 2.30 - 4 then 5.30 - 7.45. and BBY MY BACK HURTS! :(&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i slept late. about 2, talking to bby. cause SOMEONE forgotten about our one month! haha we have another first month, so i forgive you! :D and i still love you la bby. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ohh. and that day, i went to ou. i bought Pk a cute plaster cause he always hurt himself. tsk tsk. i am so thoughtful RIGHT? :D i better get something from singapore! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and to MUUMMMY aka NENETTE GANN! i want my ice creams that you owe me. and i want my outings that you owe me! and sleepover that you owe me! -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, pictures! :)&lt;br /&gt;ps: grabbed a few from ppl's blog and edited. so you might seen them before.&lt;br /&gt;pps: a few from 95. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd38pkm8euI/AAAAAAAABYc/fORBHjMqgnQ/s1600-h/30032009335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd38pkm8euI/AAAAAAAABYc/fORBHjMqgnQ/s320/30032009335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322688125753653986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, thats the banner of environmental month. cute? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd38pLPQM_I/AAAAAAAABYU/q5T1i-AKCYM/s1600-h/03042009360.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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd38pLPQM_I/AAAAAAAABYU/q5T1i-AKCYM/s320/03042009360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322688118943396850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aaron and KIKIT's birthday cake. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd37r2aT9KI/AAAAAAAABYM/yG1odsQh2O4/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd37r2aT9KI/AAAAAAAABYM/yG1odsQh2O4/s320/Picture+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322687065380615330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beh Elaine. :) leoiu.&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd37rypQmSI/AAAAAAAABYE/0y-NDWIwOEE/s1600-h/IMG_4723%271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd37rypQmSI/AAAAAAAABYE/0y-NDWIwOEE/s320/IMG_4723%271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322687064369568034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;classic semi candid. :D&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd37rpqkgVI/AAAAAAAABX8/0VlhNDOjCV8/s1600-h/DSC_14505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd37rpqkgVI/AAAAAAAABX8/0VlhNDOjCV8/s320/DSC_14505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322687061959147858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;classic 100% candid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd37rMSs0QI/AAAAAAAABX0/eSfSvxb8Nq4/s1600-h/DSC_1391%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd37rMSs0QI/AAAAAAAABX0/eSfSvxb8Nq4/s320/DSC_1391%5B5%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322687054074401026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd37rPu_mXI/AAAAAAAABXs/X1IzqbAnlec/s1600-h/DSC_1388%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd37rPu_mXI/AAAAAAAABXs/X1IzqbAnlec/s320/DSC_1388%5B5%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322687054998378866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; ilyb. ilysdfmt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Amanimarzukilovesdumbshit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-6698292702601370715?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/6698292702601370715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=6698292702601370715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6698292702601370715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6698292702601370715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/04/redemption.html' title='redemption.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/Sd3-dUzqZWI/AAAAAAAABYk/ceizaxMtA0c/s72-c/DSC00245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-4974193051847547447</id><published>2009-04-08T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:49:11.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi babies! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So yeahs, I'm here invading Amani's blog cause I'm bored. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Just bare with me la okayh, I'mma just crap whatever comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I might not talk about anything.&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, I love my kawan baik ini la.&lt;br /&gt;She's so frickin awesome. =D&lt;br /&gt;But kan, sometimes, she damn bitchy to me weyh. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Must smack her one time. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;But I still sayang her. And I love being bitchy with her too.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a daily routine thing. The day isn't complete if I'm not bitchy to her. =P&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I dunno what to say dy. =.=&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to invade. huhuhahahehehihoha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Bernadette Koh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; was here. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-4974193051847547447?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/4974193051847547447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=4974193051847547447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4974193051847547447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4974193051847547447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-babies.html' title='Hi babies! (:'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-5478315964113869368</id><published>2009-03-23T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:34:14.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like lavender light.</title><content type='html'>first off, let me just say that i have officially flunked my exam this time. and i swear im failing more than 6 papers. i know i have failed my mod math, add math and chem. just waiting for the next physics and bio paper to come out. so eventually, my name will be around 30 something out of 37 students. i mean i do admit that i did not study enough, but at least i touch the books. and i know its my fault that im failing, no anyone's. so yes, i am also officially stupid, 'm not using the word dumb as the person could be smart at the same time, but stupid. and yes, i am devasted, i am down, i am also at the verge of crying. a little bit more to giving up. but im telling myself once and for all, Amani, stop all this nonsense if you want to be succesful like mummy. i know i have to learn from my mistakes and improve. to let go the horrible mistakes, the laziness, the long hours in front of the computer. i must let go of it cause i know its worth my future, my life. so yeah, whenever i do go out to amcorp or midval or where ever, do tell me right in the face that i have to study. make me feel guilty, cause thats the only way i will learn my lesson. even now, i am limiting myself to only 3 hours per day on the computer. i know its still a lot, but it will reduce, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so enough with life regrets. should tell about my hols and get over with it faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;stayed home i think. couldnt recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;went to the dentist in the morning, and couldnt eat after that. -__-&lt;br /&gt;afternoon went to curve to meet boyfie.&lt;br /&gt;ate at sakae and persuade him not to watch movie. which i regretted not watching at the end, he'll understand why.&lt;br /&gt;then since brother was being such a big bitch, boyfie followed me to 14 then sent me back.&lt;br /&gt;and this is why i love him, he sacrifices for me eventhough he wanted to go somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;went to Institusi Jantung Negara.&lt;br /&gt;i think i blogged about it already.&lt;br /&gt;i'll skip then.&lt;br /&gt;around 3, pick up carmen whom just came back from genting and went to mid.&lt;br /&gt;since no one was there, i wanted to watch witch mountain but then it was too late, so we decided to watch "gone shopping". at first i seriously thought it was some korean movie, then after we figure that it was singaporean, we left the cinema after 30 mins. LOL&lt;br /&gt;went to eat and walked around at gardens.&lt;br /&gt;then bumped into prashant, weng keong and ben.&lt;br /&gt;then went to brewball and life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Accounts.&lt;br /&gt;waited for boyfie about an hour plus.&lt;br /&gt;long story.&lt;br /&gt;lazy to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;had accounts test, confirm fail!&lt;br /&gt;went to mid right after that and met up with bernadette and natasha.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so tall around them, again. (:&lt;br /&gt;waited for carmen, then head to eat at koleanss.&lt;br /&gt;met up with noelle and aaron there too.&lt;br /&gt;i think after koreans we went to brewball. sick of that place, i swear to god.&lt;br /&gt;saw like almost EVERYONE there. almost.&lt;br /&gt;and wow, i saw one bitch right in front of my eyes, Priyankka Karuwaharan!&lt;br /&gt;skipping band for amanda. :P&lt;br /&gt;so then lepak there for awhile, then went down.&lt;br /&gt;oh ohh, then walked around to find somethings.&lt;br /&gt;then went to Redbox just to meet Christine, i mean tres tiring.&lt;br /&gt;then walked around, went to baskin robins, then starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;waited for quite some time for boyfie, but he was stuck in jam.&lt;br /&gt;the thing is when he came, everyone left for brewball. LOL&lt;br /&gt;then talked with him and suddenly Christine and Farah.&lt;br /&gt;berbonding for awhile then head to brewball cause Carmen wanted to eat, so boyfie and I temaned.&lt;br /&gt;suprisingly he was quiet, which was very scary to me. urm..?&lt;br /&gt;(im lazy to continue on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;damn tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Day out.&lt;br /&gt;Ran around.&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeeep.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for his calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;woke up by mum.&lt;br /&gt;clean room a bit.&lt;br /&gt;went to APIIT.&lt;br /&gt;went to mid to buy the boys' stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;home.&lt;br /&gt;editorial articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, im too lazy to go in detailss. so, get the picture. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: im happy. to be. with. you.&lt;br /&gt;PPS: im striving to be a better student, girlfriend, best friend and daughter.&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: thanks to Pk for temaning me for two nights till 2+ while i finish up my edi work. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekcomingsheisnext.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-5478315964113869368?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/5478315964113869368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=5478315964113869368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5478315964113869368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5478315964113869368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-lavender-light.html' title='like lavender light.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-2902370633032033278</id><published>2009-03-18T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:17:32.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stab.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i fall in love every single day i am with you."&lt;br /&gt;"true love doesnt always comes once, y'know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i have 30 mins to kill now. i'll just update this useless crap.&lt;br /&gt;anywhos, just came back from IJN. and yes, it is the heart problem place.&lt;br /&gt;dont be fooled cause i was there for some interact project to visit the sick kids, not me having heart problems. lol.&lt;br /&gt;they were so adorbale and cute.&lt;br /&gt;i mean you could see how sick they were, i mean i saw their surgery marks at their chest which was seriously drastic for me.&lt;br /&gt;and we had fun there. make them have fun. it was an interesting morning. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i want to go to mid to eat dammit! where the eff is my brother?? &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS; imh. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-2902370633032033278?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/2902370633032033278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=2902370633032033278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2902370633032033278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2902370633032033278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/03/stab.html' title='stab.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-4430863478769786783</id><published>2009-03-15T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:06:47.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of blues and yous.</title><content type='html'>now, i am currently using two computers, damn canggih!&lt;br /&gt;now, i am currently watching ghost rider on tv.&lt;br /&gt;now, i am currently feeeeeling good cause liverpool freaking won 4-1 last night! awesome fck.&lt;br /&gt;now, i am still currently tired from yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yesterday, saturday, 14th march 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;8 am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, got ready and went to pick che mun up. then went to old town to meet erra and priy up.&lt;br /&gt;then headed to natasha's house to get ready cause the father's sending us to HGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;12.10pm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived at HGH hall a little late but thank god it has not start yet. then i saw Michelle Hor and Lydia Wong there. then walked to our place. that princess came late so yeah. and and about the performances;&lt;br /&gt; - Kai was awesome man! loved the song.&lt;br /&gt; - Melissa was damn good. i thought she would win but then the chick that sang If I Aint Got You also pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt; - Kings Cross was super cool. Bernie was super sulty. lol five thumbs up la. (you guys should be greatful to us cause we screamed like hell till my throat hurts)&lt;br /&gt; - Urban Attitude was damn nice. eventhough you guys didnt get number one, you guys were damn awesome. you guys are still winners dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;AND THE HIGHLIGHT OF THE EVENT : &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;CAPRICE!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg. like zomg. he was fcking awesome! he was so fcuking hot. omg he came over to our place! i was like omg omg omg. i swear to god i was melting! he sang Dem Girls, then Janji, then FANTASY GIRL!!!! omg, i love his songs man! despite having someone behind looking at me, i dont give two shits, im still drooling over him! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;then One Buck Short was performing. they were awesome la. almost everyone was moshing. but i was having cramps so went to the toilet. and when i came back, i was too lazy to join man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;4 plus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone started going back. i was still in the hall waiting for it to stop raining. was just sitting there talking to carmen, natloo, sean, jon, dionne. dionne's voice so sexy wei. LOL then left to mid around 5. went by cab with carmen, natloo and jon. was waiting for bernie they all and to find out they are still at kl sentral. and chun weng came, i brought him to meet noelle they all at nandos. then we ate at dome since he was damn hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;6 plus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met nicole and yuevern and the rest at brewball. bernie just arrived and going to italianesse. since nicole was leaving for steamboat, so we went to meet bernie up. i thought it would be like 5 ppl, turned out to be a lot. met new peeps there anyways. there was bernie, natasha, tiara, michelle, lydia, megan, kai, melissa, chris, wai pan, and two more guys i seriously forgotten their name. then they start talking nonsense and start playing i've never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;8 plus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he left for football and was still there with them talking. little by little ppl left. so the rest went to brewball. i went back around 9 plus with qis. and found out that liverpool won! haha sheng yang were msging me asking me to celebrate with them at mcd's but i was super tired so i didnt and head to my lovely bed. it was 11 something i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : i want all my horrendous pictures! or maybe not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-4430863478769786783?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/4430863478769786783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=4430863478769786783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4430863478769786783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4430863478769786783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/03/out-of-blues-and-yous.html' title='out of blues and yous.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-2724818033228517600</id><published>2009-03-08T13:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:42:48.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 rose petals for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"baby, your voice keeps on rewinding in my head saying 'iloveyou' over and over again."&lt;br /&gt;"i miss your voice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;2 tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tag 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs. Tag 10 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I've tagged :&lt;br /&gt;Bernadette. (:&lt;br /&gt;Natasha Sin.&lt;br /&gt;Lai Poh Yee.&lt;br /&gt;Klothilda Lim.&lt;br /&gt;Noelle Tan.&lt;br /&gt;Katherine Ong.&lt;br /&gt;Annette Gan.&lt;br /&gt;Eshton Thomas.&lt;br /&gt;Chaw Siew Wei.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Sia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;01. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;watch E news. typical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Do you ever turn your cellphone off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Not that i turn it off. but it turns off by itself. =/&lt;br /&gt;03. What had happened at 10.00 am today?&lt;br /&gt;oh oh! i know! i recieved a msg. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;04. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;about a month ago when i got THE NEWS. cried a few days.&lt;br /&gt;05. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, why not?&lt;br /&gt;06. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;right now? hmm to atleast pass my term test.&lt;br /&gt;07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hood.&lt;br /&gt;08.What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;My pillows and you.&lt;br /&gt;09. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;red pants? lol&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;a lot. i have no favourites. they're all nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;not that i want to or purposely do so, sometimes it just is.&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;Not now. but got around la.&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;dont know. forgot.&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;Im proud of myself. a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;15. What does the oldest message in your inbox says?&lt;br /&gt;"tell him that i miss her damn a lot and that i want to see her." LONG STORY!&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;erm erm i think it was "Baby Baby"&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;a lot. haha. most commonly used is mani.&lt;br /&gt;18. What does you last received text message say?&lt;br /&gt;"sorry la. but i'll msg you later. call me later if you can make it kay. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;21. Who gives you best advice?&lt;br /&gt;Friends. or or Mummy and qis.&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;i do! but lately i havent been! =/&lt;br /&gt;23.Who did you talk on phone last night?.&lt;br /&gt;last night, no one. (:&lt;br /&gt;24. Is anyone bugging you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;idk?&lt;br /&gt;25.What/ Who was the last thing/ person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;thats for me to know la.&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;haha yeah! its cute!&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;28.Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;who hasnt?&lt;br /&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;a lot. cant tell, too obvious.&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;haha. nope! i already have someone.&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;have you?&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;its supposed to be lavender but then my dad bought something pinkish instead. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;33.Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;see first la.&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying of: talk is cheap?&lt;br /&gt;Actually yeah, i do.&lt;br /&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;MEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;Aliff. eww. freaking fat ass.&lt;br /&gt;37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Obviously. He's always out and about. Saw him on friday. (:&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;do you? obvoiusly you dont. but i do.&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didn't die?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA yeap. the blondest moment ever!&lt;br /&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;cause i want nobody nobody but him. (:&lt;br /&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HAHAHA. i would sound gay if i tell  who. HAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;42. Last time you smiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;besides about doing this post, the last time was when i was msging.&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;i have. and to be more mature and hardworking than last year. and i hope it'll get better.&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you listening right now?&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you're doing this?&lt;br /&gt;haha no. loner shit.&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes opened or closed?&lt;br /&gt;open la dumbshit.&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;"the greatest leason learned is to love and to be love in return." (:&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you want someone you cannot have?&lt;br /&gt;now, i already have.&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i played the piano and guitar last time. but i stopped. suprisingly right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;50. What was the worst idea you've had in this week?&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;51. What are you doing last night at 11 pm?&lt;br /&gt;on the comp.&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;very baby. (:&lt;br /&gt;53. What song best describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;"more than a love song" by augustana.&lt;br /&gt;54. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;haha. i dont know. does he? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;55. Who always make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;anyone capable of doing so.&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;malay. cina also can worh. haha a bit.&lt;br /&gt;57. Favourite website(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Plurk! :D&lt;br /&gt;58. What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;do i have one? i dont remember.&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;got acc tuition and im going to the spa with my mum and sis! :D&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;Awesome?&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;i die alone la. haha i loner mah.&lt;br /&gt;62. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;no where, yet. but i have acc tuition at 3. dimwit.&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;i dont play games.&lt;br /&gt;64. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;dont know. i damn CHUN! (:&lt;br /&gt;65. If you have to choose between friend and love,who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;depends.&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;slapping you.&lt;br /&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;alam shah. lol&lt;br /&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like.&lt;br /&gt;Red, white, plum.&lt;br /&gt;69. What emotion you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;happiness.&lt;br /&gt;70. What is your life to you?&lt;br /&gt;life is a journey.&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you,what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Sort it out.&lt;br /&gt;72 Who did you last chat in msn today?&lt;br /&gt;nicole THE! hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire most?&lt;br /&gt;mummy.&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;September baby.&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;hungry.&lt;br /&gt;76. What time now?&lt;br /&gt;1.47 pm&lt;br /&gt;77. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;A funny person. haha cheers me up. (:&lt;br /&gt;78. What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;i dont dye my hair. (:&lt;br /&gt;79. Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;Just cause.&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;food.&lt;br /&gt;81. At which age you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;24-26. but god knows only when.&lt;br /&gt;82. Who is more important to you?&lt;br /&gt;family. (:&lt;br /&gt;83. If today is the last day of your life,what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;im not sure.&lt;br /&gt;84. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;br /&gt;i've seen it before! :D&lt;br /&gt;86. If you have a dream come true,what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;im not even sure which one?&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;try to at least get a B for add math. high hope, i know.&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. (:&lt;br /&gt;89. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;knowing that you are loved and youre not alone.&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you really think it's global warming now?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. like seriously, everyone is responsible!&lt;br /&gt;91. What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;frustuation.&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;i do i do i do i do i do i do i do.&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, (:&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you most?&lt;br /&gt;family. friends. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in you life?&lt;br /&gt;now, to prove that i am worth being an pure science student.&lt;br /&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;amani good girl. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;97. What have you done regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;i dont regret. i learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;98. What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;errrgh. depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;99. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;he'll get my long lecture of "you told me you will never do such thing". i hope he doesnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;100. How do you feel now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dont feel too good. acc homework not yet finish! =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tag 2 by TuanErraFazira.&lt;br /&gt;i tag whoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its a google verb game created by this Canadian Youtuber called Meme. Basically, all you have to do is go to Google, and type your name followed by the list of verbs below :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;[Your name] &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;needs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[Your name] &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;looks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[Your name] &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[Your name]&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; wants&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[Your name] &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[Your name] &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;hates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[Your name] &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;asks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[Your name] &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;likes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[Your name] &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;eats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[Your name] &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;wears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[Your name] &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;[Your name] &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and search for the first result that comes out for each search you make, to see what kinda loony weird stuff comes up, just for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Amani needs a new abaya in Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;* Amani looks uncertain on his in Blue.&lt;br /&gt;* Amani says "but nothing can replace sight."&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;em&gt;Amani wants&lt;/em&gt; to attend training course about Courses in Boston&lt;br /&gt;* Amani does a Sinead O'Connor.&lt;br /&gt;* Amani hates&lt;br /&gt;* Amani asks&lt;br /&gt;* Amani likes a living colour.&lt;br /&gt;* Amani eats cereals!&lt;br /&gt;* Amani wears  a gold heart with the letter "R": the initial of her fiance's first name.&lt;br /&gt;* Amani was about to take the Stage.&lt;br /&gt;* Amani loves ME the most! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&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/369678888933929910-2724818033228517600?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/2724818033228517600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=2724818033228517600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2724818033228517600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2724818033228517600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/03/100-rose-petals-for-me.html' title='100 rose petals for me.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-638102148976186875</id><published>2009-03-04T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:06:58.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am quite intimidated by her.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"can i keep it?"&lt;br /&gt;"keep it, care it or do whatever you want to it." he answered.&lt;br /&gt;"but why?"&lt;br /&gt;"cause baby, its yours. i am yours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frenchmen. britishmen. allilike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, i have monthly test on friday. like homg. i havent start studying. i need to!&lt;br /&gt;add math - confirm fail!&lt;br /&gt;math - ?&lt;br /&gt;sejarah - ?&lt;br /&gt;chem - confirm fail!&lt;br /&gt;bio - ?&lt;br /&gt;bm - ?&lt;br /&gt;eng - ?&lt;br /&gt;agama - ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, mummy came back! :D she said she ate lots of cheese and salmon but brought none back. and and she had no time to shop. sadly. but i got handbags la. 3 but i disown one. too old. haha. blue patent leather, awesome, no? and lots of chocolates! i think she became whiter too! haha and thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go change comps now. such a #$%^&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;and i have edi work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : i still havent decide on what to wear for ICC. help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hisbaby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-638102148976186875?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/638102148976186875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=638102148976186875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/638102148976186875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/638102148976186875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-quite-intimidated-by-her.html' title='i am quite intimidated by her.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-2093497400370632496</id><published>2009-03-03T09:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:01:23.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>since i dont know when.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he whispered, "when i saw you earlier, my heart dropped. how amazing you are."&lt;br /&gt;it came up to me "can i pick it up and take care of it for you then? careless boy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;anyone has an extra VIP ticket? or maybe two? please please leave a msg on my cbox. and it is very important, so please do inform me. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, i didnt go to school today. well, our class is supposed to go for some Pertanding Pidato Antarabangsa at UM but suddenly cancelled. was looking foward to find nerdy hot guys there with nana but dreams didnt came true. so when our class found out, michelle was like "im potenging tomorrow, who's with me?" almost three quarter of the class raised their hands up. LOL i guess half of the class aint at school, more or less.&lt;br /&gt;so here i am, woken up by a sms. btw, im still mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i am sho sho hungry. i know you people are now at school, studying, but i want to eeeat!&lt;br /&gt;and and im going to the library soon with bernie. i think she ajaked megan. idk?&lt;br /&gt;okay, i have nothing to blog about anymore. i mean i dont know what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;so byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: good luck with your monthly test, bb. (:&lt;br /&gt;PPS: mommy's coming back tomorrow, baby! i miss mommy sho sho much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hiscuppycake.&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/369678888933929910-2093497400370632496?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/2093497400370632496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=2093497400370632496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2093497400370632496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2093497400370632496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/03/since-i-dont-know-when.html' title='since i dont know when.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-3013010469824720274</id><published>2009-02-28T14:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T14:54:29.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess.</title><content type='html'>let me just give you all a simple update. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tres tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;imagine running around school to see teachers and shiva.&lt;br /&gt;after school, house prac.&lt;br /&gt;house prac till 3 cause it was raining heavily.&lt;br /&gt;went back home fast to see mummy before she left for sweden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class photo day!&lt;br /&gt;i was standing beside seetha during formal shot and candid with bernie.&lt;br /&gt;then had editors meeting, which fyi took more than an hour. which means, i did not skipped two periods of physics by purpose. so stop annoying me by blaming me, okay?&lt;br /&gt;then went to amcorp with nic and bernie to see ****&lt;br /&gt;and supposingly go to chs for banner painting but i had no permission slip, so went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened on wednesday?&lt;br /&gt;interact photo!&lt;br /&gt;i came slightly late so had to sit right infront. infront of kong somemore.&lt;br /&gt;but the picture was okay, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;and also had sukantara in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;went to library to so called do homework and study for that chem test, but didnt. instead blabed all the way with beloved natashasinmaykay and tiarajaneanchant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant recall much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAPAN DAY!&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome. perhaps too awesome.&lt;br /&gt;nicole gained a new boyf and ellie gained another. LOL *insidejoke*&lt;br /&gt;took a lot of pictures with them, but cant load any now, since i have nada!&lt;br /&gt;will blog about it soon, kay.&lt;br /&gt;*ijusthadaglimpseofhopethatthereissomethingbetter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn CHUN! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, go search for "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;singindork888&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" on youtube!&lt;br /&gt;he is awesome, i find him so sexy!&lt;br /&gt;so so adorable okay!&lt;br /&gt;i love him! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More than a love song can give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; More than a feeling like this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; More than a dim light upon the path you walk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; More than the words can explain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; More than the falling rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; More than the sun shines upon your lovely face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's more than a love song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-3013010469824720274?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/3013010469824720274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=3013010469824720274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3013010469824720274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3013010469824720274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-guess.html' title='i guess.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-1163787548847271453</id><published>2009-02-16T18:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:07:45.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my name is YOURFCKINGBITCH. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SZlUV1ndr4I/AAAAAAAABXA/VhpxOVEYp0k/s1600-h/090620085211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SZlUV1ndr4I/AAAAAAAABXA/VhpxOVEYp0k/s320/090620085211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303362770352058242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so in the bitchy mood, dyts? (:&lt;br /&gt;i miss my dibs so much too. i mean i know i met her about 3 weeks ago or so but i still miss her. ):&lt;br /&gt;one by one i have less people to share my secrets and devotions too.&lt;br /&gt;not to say that i dont trust all of you, just that im comfortable to tell to a few people only. and those people rather walk out from my life.&lt;br /&gt;i am not blaming, i am not pointing fingers.&lt;br /&gt;but trying to say how much i miss all of my close friends last time.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you too, but it doesnt matter. does it, boy? (:&lt;br /&gt;and the more i convience myself that i can live life by keeping my secrets to myself, the more i feel thorn inside.&lt;br /&gt;i am not complaining. im thankful for the ones that are with me right now, i just cant seem to let it out. i do trust you guys, i just cant let it out.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the pain of insecurities. maybe its the agony.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to say that i know i have a lot of friends that will always be by my side no matter what, but i really need just a person to rely on, a shoulder to cry on.&lt;br /&gt;i am no bitch that is not grateful, i am sorry if i offended the people that have been with me all along.&lt;br /&gt;i thank you all for comforting me. for always being there.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT.//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, amani emo talk. dont worry, amani is fine. (:&lt;br /&gt;amani will always be fine, kan? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i have few tags. but im so sorry darlings. i am so lazy to do. maybe later okay? when i am not busy with homeworks and stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, add math is annoyingly devastating. i hate add math so much. it is burning my brain cells. =/&lt;br /&gt;but i promised my mummy that i will try my best, my very best to study hard and make her proud. so that she can send me off to England. she has always wanted to do that, just that wish unfufilled. and i am sorry for my PMR results but i promise i am going to be serious and i am going to study my butt off. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have got regrets in my life.&lt;br /&gt;i regret to not wait.&lt;br /&gt;i regret for not studying hard last year.&lt;br /&gt;i regret playing around.&lt;br /&gt;i regret raising my voice to them.&lt;br /&gt;i regret asking you.&lt;br /&gt;i regret hurting them.&lt;br /&gt;i regret saying yes.&lt;br /&gt;i regret lying.&lt;br /&gt;i regret not listening to them.&lt;br /&gt;i regret not finishing my work.&lt;br /&gt;i regret learning about how to curse at a very young age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of all the regrets,&lt;br /&gt;i do not regret scolding them.&lt;br /&gt;i do not regret saying no.&lt;br /&gt;i do not regret crying.&lt;br /&gt;i do not regret telling them secrets.&lt;br /&gt;i do not regret shutting them out.&lt;br /&gt;i do not regret listening.&lt;br /&gt;i do not regret having fun.&lt;br /&gt;i do not regret loving you.&lt;br /&gt;i do not regret life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since life is full of hope, i am determined to learn from my mistakes and be a better person. life has a whole lot room for improvising. life is never too short to do good.&lt;br /&gt;i know some of you will be thinking "amani is too ambitious. i bet she cant handle what she is promising." well, i am not perfect, what do you expect? and if i ever did anything wrong, please, do correct me. and remind me that i did asked for it. i live to learn. i need to learn to live. you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i went to school. and got scolding from shanty for not coming on saturday. like i have a choice. -__-&lt;br /&gt;and when i went in the physics lab, i saw 3 cups of luv beans majigg. i am so loved, i know. (: but the fact that i asked people to buy for me makes it a con.&lt;br /&gt;and after that i went to the library with tiara, nat and carmen. just like old times. (:&lt;br /&gt;without nicole, ofcourse. (:&lt;br /&gt;i managed to learn something from add math. lol just that i still hate it and it is tres confusing. =/&lt;br /&gt;and came back at 6 ish, talked to amir and here i am. blogging and plurking. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i must do my homework right now. i do not promise that i will finish them all. but i can promise you that i will try. at least i am making baby steps. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, no. i am going to shower first. and sleep. then wake up at 9 to do my work. okgo? or ohno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i know it is kind of a boring yada yada post. i am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;PSS: i got a webcam. lol i know i damn ulu okay. shuttup. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idonthaveaclue.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;onhowyoufeelanymore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ily.ido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh btw,&lt;br /&gt;tiara,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ADVANCED SWEET SIXTEEN! (:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SZlWaWhqfuI/AAAAAAAABXI/92KdDYttbdA/s1600-h/16022009256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SZlWaWhqfuI/AAAAAAAABXI/92KdDYttbdA/s320/16022009256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303365046928834274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-1163787548847271453?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/1163787548847271453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=1163787548847271453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1163787548847271453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1163787548847271453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-yourfckingbitch.html' title='my name is YOURFCKINGBITCH. (:'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SZlUV1ndr4I/AAAAAAAABXA/VhpxOVEYp0k/s72-c/090620085211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-5987810723284275030</id><published>2009-02-15T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:32:42.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drastic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SZfRcaXjViI/AAAAAAAABW4/XgC6ny1JwcA/s1600-h/100220092341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SZfRcaXjViI/AAAAAAAABW4/XgC6ny1JwcA/s320/100220092341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302937372296697378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew today would be a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;im sick people, thank you for not asking. (:&lt;br /&gt;and i am ofcourse lazy to do my homeworks. ellie would actually kill me for not coming. lol&lt;br /&gt;and i ofcourse look so messy. i do not know whats going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, to everyone that msged me last night, im sorry i didnt reply. i was sleeping. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, first up, aunt came back 2 nights ago. her stuff havent arrived yet since its trhough the air mail. so eventually i picked her up from the airport for nothing. =/&lt;br /&gt;and mother just came back from langkawi. so lots of chocolates. i promise myself to not eat too much chocolate and to not grow fat. but you all know i still am going to grow fat. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i will blog later. i am going to dig for chocs. byebye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;ifisaididontwanttogethurt.&lt;br /&gt;whatwillyoudo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-5987810723284275030?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/5987810723284275030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=5987810723284275030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5987810723284275030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5987810723284275030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/02/drastic.html' title='drastic.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SZfRcaXjViI/AAAAAAAABW4/XgC6ny1JwcA/s72-c/100220092341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-3682014303040342265</id><published>2009-02-14T12:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:42:28.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SZZLOCWsy6I/AAAAAAAABWw/5_hdC0WBobk/s1600-h/DSC049614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SZZLOCWsy6I/AAAAAAAABWw/5_hdC0WBobk/s400/DSC049614.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302508315797670818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey peeps.&lt;br /&gt;i know i have abbandoned you guys for the whole week and i am totally sorry darlings.&lt;br /&gt;so first up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Valentines and Single Awareness Day everybody! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, i will be celebrating my vday by being on duty for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ICC Aundition registration&lt;/span&gt;. At least i won be sulking around at house watching corny &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet or Titanic&lt;/span&gt;. and after that, i will be going to midval with poh yee, noelle, nat and idk who else. Im celebrating vday with my darling friends, awesome, no? (: and at night, i might be going out with my sister and aunt but i am not really sure. worse come to worst, i will just go back to square one : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;old romantic films&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;tons of chocolates&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;kleenex&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for now, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i just hope everyone's happy on such a bright day. may you be bless with luck and love throughout the whole day. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ihavealwaysthoughtitisgoingtobealright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;benowiknowiamfoolingmyself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soitisofficiallyover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isntit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-3682014303040342265?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/3682014303040342265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=3682014303040342265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3682014303040342265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3682014303040342265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/02/blessing.html' title='blessing.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SZZLOCWsy6I/AAAAAAAABWw/5_hdC0WBobk/s72-c/DSC049614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-3234275760839569309</id><published>2009-02-08T03:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T04:01:09.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plurk, twitter. blog.</title><content type='html'>currently plurking.&lt;br /&gt;currently twitting.&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to irony by the wonder girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello peeps. (: i know i havent been blogging much. sorry. =/ i've been super busy lately and im keeping myself even busier. well, first of, school's school. normal i guess. lately shanty has been worse. too damn much actually. and homework's piling up. =/ and im already start going for tuitions. datin khoo for acc and add math somewhere else. the rest maybe just not yet. and lately i am having problems sleeping. not insomnia or whatever but i just have lots on my mind. i've been super tired too out of activities and homework and going out. tres tiring. oh and monday's hols since its thaipussam. is that how you spell it? O.o so extra day to do homework and stuff. need to start cleaning up before my aunty comes back though, she'll start monking us. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so called de-stress day. woke up early, at 9 for no reason. well, i couldnt sleep actually. then went to amcorp with my mum to do my hair, for no reason again. after doing my hair, i had to go look for her. and the best part is i dont know how to reach her cause she left her phone at home. so i was searching for her for 40 mins, untill i gave up and went to starbucks to drink and suddenly my dad called and told me he found her. i nagged her ofcourse. i went home and everyone was like scolding her for losing me. lol wow i know. so after that went to mid to shop. first shop to go to is island shop, spent about almost a hour in there. mother was trying on a lot of clothes. i mean, seriously. at the end she bought 4 and we met up with my sis. went to topshop, miss selfridge and bought nothing. i impressed myself, i know. haha then went to swatch to buy a new watch since i've been wearing my mother's watch. and its pretty yet simple. and yes nic, it is bling-ed. hahaha. my phone wasnt bling-ed okay, nic? lol. then ate at gardens at this shop cova. its kinda gourmet-ish. like moderate serving, ezquisite taste, charming price. -__- and the banana crepe was the best i've taste, sumpah! (: then walked around to fine my sister's shoe and fedora. but in the end she got nothing and she was pissed that i got a shoe. i mean come on, my shoe is freaking 80 bucks la. the one that she wanted was 300 from aldo. and hello, it was stripper heels. -__- not to say you will wear it more than once. i bet you'd complain on how pain it is. dramatic lil bitch. and she got also pms-sy with us because of that. then we went to pick up our club 21 card which made my leg sore even more and went back home. on the way to the carpark, we met 3 family friends in a row. -__-  they all had the "omg you've grown. you're so big now. last time you were very little". seriously, i know i grew. lol. and suprisingly one of them had a hot son. -__- i was trying to keep fousing on something else. then came back home, and here i am blogging, not chatting. since its 3.58 am. i cant sleep. ): help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now going to TRY to sleep. try is a very strong word in this case. but yes, try it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, if i dont blog for quite sometime, please chill. im busy okay. but i will constantly update my plurk, my twitter. so you better be glad! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mucho loves.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;*kissescheeks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marzuki'sfreakingseconddaughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-3234275760839569309?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/3234275760839569309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=3234275760839569309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3234275760839569309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3234275760839569309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/02/plurk-twitter-blog.html' title='plurk, twitter. blog.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-6199936436091468096</id><published>2009-01-30T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:21:54.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh.</title><content type='html'>since i am superrr lazy, i'll make this fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday.&lt;br /&gt;went jogging with mother. stayed home, stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;went jogging with mother. stayed home, stone, movie marathon with sibs. decided to go to mid at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;went to weishan's house. lepak for awhile then left to go to poh yee's open house. watch people gamble, talk, eat, go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday.&lt;br /&gt;went to OU. watched underworld. went back. sleep. online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;went to bangsar with my bessssst friend. (:&lt;br /&gt;ate at this korean bbq place. shopped around. went back at 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it. pretty much simple and boring. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&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/369678888933929910-6199936436091468096?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/6199936436091468096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=6199936436091468096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6199936436091468096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6199936436091468096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/01/ohh.html' title='ohh.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-5995925012888720490</id><published>2009-01-27T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T10:55:04.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smoking sixteen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SX53T6NI-QI/AAAAAAAABWo/qCZu09oPsC4/s1600-h/n592282669_1220352_469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SX53T6NI-QI/AAAAAAAABWo/qCZu09oPsC4/s320/n592282669_1220352_469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295801395759872258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BELATED SMOKING SIXTEEN BARAKBAH! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if you read my blog, but a least i wished you thrice! :D&lt;br /&gt;and and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you have a wonderful year full of great suprises.&lt;br /&gt;and good luck with form 4 and whatever la kan. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amani loveloveloves her hannan! (:&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/369678888933929910-5995925012888720490?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/5995925012888720490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=5995925012888720490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5995925012888720490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5995925012888720490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/01/smoking-sixteen.html' title='smoking sixteen.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SX53T6NI-QI/AAAAAAAABWo/qCZu09oPsC4/s72-c/n592282669_1220352_469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-1742405741389959668</id><published>2009-01-24T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:00:15.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guardian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she came back. and she told me she forgot to call me. how could she forget to call me? =/&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/369678888933929910-1742405741389959668?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/1742405741389959668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=1742405741389959668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1742405741389959668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1742405741389959668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/01/guardian.html' title='guardian'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-4674187018064353299</id><published>2009-01-23T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:01:09.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jizz in amir's pants</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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SXnWDvRxqII/AAAAAAAABWI/j6LtAOKraOw/s1600-h/DSC01800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SXnWDvRxqII/AAAAAAAABWI/j6LtAOKraOw/s320/DSC01800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294498196669704322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;iloveyoutodaycauseyouwokeupearlyinthemorningforme. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently watching ipman. O.o&lt;br /&gt;currently watching jizz in my pants (amir's favourite song LOL)&lt;br /&gt;currently talking to who? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up early but i had some stupid stomach ache. then we had this special assembly since its assunta spirit week. and sister enda was there. omg she is so freaking adorable, i swear! then after recess, i had this edi photoshoot and it was like shit. right nic? i looked so fat and my hair was like @#$%. you get the picture. =/ and after that had english and suddenly many came in. she suddenly talked about hearing us using phone in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER WHO THE FUCK TOLD HER.&lt;br /&gt;*cough&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;barathi&lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mathavi&lt;/span&gt;cough*&lt;br /&gt;bitches -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school we went to amcorp to eat for awhile then headed to bangsar. ironicly poh yee brought 400 and i had 12? -__- so went shopping and all. and tadaaa! amani's here now, tired, having blisters (cause of carmen's "cute" shoe) and im having back ache. oh btw, i got a dress which is so cute but as carmen said "amani's style" -__- and i got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;NEON YELLOW&lt;/span&gt; skinnys! :D and i owe poh yee 98 bucks but she decided to include interest. whore. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sleepy. i should not go to sleep now. (: not good worh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tataa (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thisfool'd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-4674187018064353299?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/4674187018064353299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=4674187018064353299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4674187018064353299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4674187018064353299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/01/jizz-in-amirs-pants_23.html' title='jizz in amir&apos;s pants'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SXnWDvRxqII/AAAAAAAABWI/j6LtAOKraOw/s72-c/DSC01800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-4943293652081116433</id><published>2009-01-22T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:45:26.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sparkling diamond.</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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SXg0xAvOcaI/AAAAAAAABVo/zXaGbvATFUM/s1600-h/dance_of_light____by_salihguler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SXg0xAvOcaI/AAAAAAAABVo/zXaGbvATFUM/s320/dance_of_light____by_salihguler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294039378590331298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;iloveyoutodaycauseigottohearyourvoice. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to your song by elton john.&lt;br /&gt;currently smelly and just got back. =/&lt;br /&gt;currently just finish eating mother's infamous soup &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;#22&lt;/span&gt; -__-&lt;br /&gt;currently  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;loving you peeps&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is officially not my fave subject and tiring. everysingle subject for every single day has homework. bio and chem and math and add math has the most! =/ i seriously cant wait for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; hols. can relax just a little. besides poh yee's and flo's and uncle's open house, i already need enough. and noelle and whoever, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;pyramid 4th day cny still on or not&lt;/span&gt;? :D i miss that place and also bangsar. =/ sick of mid. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so form 4 is not that super bad. im still having a good time studying, for now. =/ and at least im not sesat like i was in sub. now i have &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ellz&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;bernie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;nic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;nana&lt;/span&gt; with me. not forgetting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; beside me. but sadly i miss my boobies (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nat&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;priy&lt;/span&gt;) and my popstar (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;erra&lt;/span&gt;) so so much. and also aqilah and putz. =/ but this gang not that bad la. they are damn lame and lifeless. i mean seriously, to think about it, our bimbo moments always occur during physics. lol remember when we found out about chloe's birthday? everyone was like *GASP* and nana's blonde moment, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paris hilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; part. LOL priceless. (: im having fun. and we have 3 news kiddos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;thana&lt;/span&gt; (sri aman) - not bad. she has msn, friendster. not that kuno. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;chloe&lt;/span&gt; (sri damansara) - i dont understand why those monkeys dont like her. she nice la. and eventhough she looks a bit bitchy, at least she's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zulaiha&lt;/span&gt; (cheras or something) - not bad. i actually found out she was a cheerleader when she was in her old school. and she's nice, quite shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i got good teachers actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bm - pn. noriah (im okay with her eventhough the rest hate her. lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eng - pn. prema (she's nice and good eventhough i wish for asimah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;math&amp;amp;+math - pn. noraziah (i love her! she makes add math not confusing and she's awesome!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sejarah - *that preggers teacher* (she's nice la. i actually pay attention while she talks lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;agama - *i forgot her name* (she's lame and funny. but nice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bio - pn jasminder (she is awesome! she loves our row :P kissass)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chem - mdm shanty (im not suprised that she super fierce but i understand that she has her days. and she is actually very good at teaching)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;physics - pn salina (she is nice but damn funny. we recorded she said the word "there" in 2 periods more than 100 times. was it? lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pjk - pn aida (ass lame teacher. freaking lame wei! she has this signature glasses that reminds me of ozzy osbourne :P and omg la. she like to kenakan me la. i was already the bio rep then she made me the pjk rep. more work -__- )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sivik - *my class teacher i forgot her name* (she's okay la but she freaking compared me to some girl when i was in sc5 -__- )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ohh! remember my "to do list during hols", i actually forgotten about it for awhile but im still up for it! (: make it the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;to do list before turning 20&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;and i just found out my auntie has a "to do list before you die" and it was awesome. eventhough i read a few only, she has completed a few like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;hitch hiking around europe&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;bungee jump&lt;/span&gt;. omgilh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday i was photoshopping some pictures and wanted to make a new header but i have no idea on what i want it to be. anyone, ideas? then i was deviantarting and googleing for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATT DALLAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s pictures. and it lead me to a site which shows male celebrities topless and sometimes bottomless :P look look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;*BEFORE LOOKING, I MAY REMIND YOU THAT I KNOW A FEW OF YOU WILL BE LIKE "WTF, PERVETED BITCH". SO WHAT? I DONT GIVE A FUCK. I LIKE MEANS I LIKE LA. I NEVER ASK YOU TO LIKE IT ALSO. BIZNATCH!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SXg0xNlpvPI/AAAAAAAABVw/dzK_KMdxBk4/s1600-h/image2008-03_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SXg0xNlpvPI/AAAAAAAABVw/dzK_KMdxBk4/s320/image2008-03_019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294039382039837938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anybody knows this dude? he's hot! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SXg0xfQ3DUI/AAAAAAAABWA/hKwedkwrrUc/s1600-h/weloveguyskarshnertriplets4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SXg0xfQ3DUI/AAAAAAAABWA/hKwedkwrrUc/s320/weloveguyskarshnertriplets4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294039386784468290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;actually i think thats the most sexiest thing ever. a topless guy with a baby. shows how sexy and caring he can be. *slurrp*&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SXg0xc9gJfI/AAAAAAAABV4/HhGYvnQnri4/s1600-h/d4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SXg0xc9gJfI/AAAAAAAABV4/HhGYvnQnri4/s320/d4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294039386166404594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dont tell me you dont think he's hot. cause i know youre lying to yourself and youre thinking "damn he's fucking hot" (:&lt;br /&gt;sorry i didnt censored his ***** (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and and my flowerbud name for interact is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Mrs John Legend&lt;/span&gt;. :DD&lt;br /&gt;he's like my sexy thang! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iloveyouineedyouboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-4943293652081116433?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/4943293652081116433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=4943293652081116433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4943293652081116433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4943293652081116433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/01/sparkling-diamond.html' title='sparkling diamond.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SXg0xAvOcaI/AAAAAAAABVo/zXaGbvATFUM/s72-c/dance_of_light____by_salihguler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-7491483503787053519</id><published>2009-01-15T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T17:11:55.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>si colombiana? si. (:</title><content type='html'>now let me right the "amani's proper way of blogging". not the short post i have been posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently watching tivo while blogging.&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to last shadow puppets's i dont like you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;currently having millions of homework to do.&lt;br /&gt;currently having a tummy ache. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i actually should be doing my chem homework but im here online. (: at least im not sleeping like a pig *coughNICOLEcough*. (: i'll be doing the homeworks later i guess.&lt;br /&gt;so today nothing much. had PMD at school. pn asimah came in which was fun. lol and after school came back home and here i am. (: im so proud that i didnt went out. haha&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday we had this agm meeting for sports. then while we were waiting for everyone at the long bench, christine was making this horny minnie mouse voice. lol so we went to mid to celebrate christine's birthday. we ate at the korean food shop at gardens which was awesome. and remember everyone, the kimchi got pork. -__- i almost kena con. lol so the cook was a korean and they were so nice. they gave us free pancake omelette thingy and discount. damn cute one! and the daughter, homg damn tall, damn pretty, damn hot. i envy her. HAHAHA. and and we took a picture! :D so after koreans, went to buy christine's dress and heels. she damn cute. but christine, i pity you man. youre birthday go celebrate someone else's. haha damn nice of you! (: so met up with flora after that. then went home. and well tomorrow i have school still and chem. -__- and also interact agm. meaning i have to bring my uniform along to school which is such a pain in my buttcrack. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, i want to go off now. maybe sleep like nic too. :D and later do my homework. haha and i shall post up the pictures very soon when i got them all kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daa (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-7491483503787053519?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/7491483503787053519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=7491483503787053519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7491483503787053519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7491483503787053519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/01/si-colombiana-si.html' title='si colombiana? si. (:'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-154467394651910609</id><published>2009-01-11T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:30:10.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o'ohh.</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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SWoP-yuq0fI/AAAAAAAABUE/o8QccBnhnaw/s1600-h/030120090821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SWoP-yuq0fI/AAAAAAAABUE/o8QccBnhnaw/s320/030120090821.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290058283743891954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iwantnobodynobodybutyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still depressed with my hair. geez.&lt;br /&gt;ohh and yesterday some asshole insulted the way i present myself. the person said i like to show my boobs so much and thats the reason why i do not have a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;fyi, i choose to not have one and however i present myself is up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i hope youre reading this. (:&lt;br /&gt;i am a grown up person so whatever i do is my problem.&lt;br /&gt;and im just wearing tops with a wide neckline. not like im stripping or going topless.&lt;br /&gt;so you should mind your own bussiness before i seriously backfire you.&lt;br /&gt;this is good enough that i am ignoring you.&lt;br /&gt;so, i just want you to understand that i do what i want to do. and i know all the consequences of all my doings. so you dont have to rub it in my face. its my choice.&lt;br /&gt;thank you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and one more thing,&lt;br /&gt;if any of you or maybe that annoying person thinks im a show off, well im sorry that i offend you in any way but do understand that this is my reality. go live in yours. and if you think youre too good for me, please, i dont fcking give a fck. at least i know i have a life and that i am not a fcking snobbish person to hate people cause of their flaws. just accept everyone with their flaws and if you cant, well, im sorry if you have little friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;i have lots of homework lately. chem bio add math all. errgh. but class is still fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should go to sleep now since its 11.25pm. i'll be late tomorrow. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care,&lt;br /&gt;muah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imscaredyouwillbreakmyheartagain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;imsorryily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-154467394651910609?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/154467394651910609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=154467394651910609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/154467394651910609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/154467394651910609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/01/oohh.html' title='o&apos;ohh.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SWoP-yuq0fI/AAAAAAAABUE/o8QccBnhnaw/s72-c/030120090821.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-2332225231755638086</id><published>2009-01-10T15:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T15:30:49.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its here.</title><content type='html'>today, i cut my hair. =x&lt;br /&gt;its like an inch or two shorter than usual la kan.&lt;br /&gt;and the fringe is short. =/&lt;br /&gt;and and im sick today, fever. ):&lt;br /&gt;and and and today's my grandmama's 79th. :D she old!&lt;br /&gt;and i have tonsss of homework but ironicly, i have no long book to do them in. =/&lt;br /&gt;and im missing some people right now. =/&lt;br /&gt;and christine, wednesday, im going koreans, no matter what!! &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;annette, i'll do your tag later, im lazy right now.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much other than all of this.&lt;br /&gt;so i off now, need to get ready. (:&lt;br /&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SWhOS-MqZ4I/AAAAAAAABT8/0z5sxqbnxMk/s1600-h/n643476469_1731429_7020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SWhOS-MqZ4I/AAAAAAAABT8/0z5sxqbnxMk/s320/n643476469_1731429_7020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289563850187368322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here we go again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;idonttrustyou, sowhat?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-2332225231755638086?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/2332225231755638086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=2332225231755638086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2332225231755638086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2332225231755638086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-here.html' title='its here.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SWhOS-MqZ4I/AAAAAAAABT8/0z5sxqbnxMk/s72-c/n643476469_1731429_7020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-1860060733801473051</id><published>2009-01-07T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:28:29.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great for now.</title><content type='html'>lets make it fast. (:&lt;br /&gt;third day of school was better than the first two.&lt;br /&gt;got into sub science at first, the appealed to get into pure. and got approved today.&lt;br /&gt;classmates, ellie, bernadette, nicole, navina.&lt;br /&gt;they say im loud so they cant study, well see who was the one talking while teacher was teaching just now. -__-&lt;br /&gt;still havent got books yet since book shop out of stock.&lt;br /&gt;really looking foward to chem and bio and physics, i do not know why.&lt;br /&gt;a little pissed with christine's never ending promise to go to koreans, con jobber!&lt;br /&gt;havent been eating at school, no appetite. should have bring my own food.&lt;br /&gt;i think im sick, no, i am sick. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still havent get a chance to tell you my new years reso. maybe during the weekends kay. never too late (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw, to my lovely darling friends, no matter what class you people got, im proud of all of you. and i love you all okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;imscared. imsorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-1860060733801473051?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/1860060733801473051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=1860060733801473051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1860060733801473051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1860060733801473051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-for-now.html' title='great for now.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-79709458107601567</id><published>2009-01-03T16:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T17:39:04.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>see see newer header. (:&lt;br /&gt;last supper, star wars version! :D&lt;br /&gt;i noticed i like sci-fi movies. -__-&lt;br /&gt;i am such a geek. -___-&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i am still finding/making a new header so no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;and school is starting in 2 more days. (:&lt;br /&gt;i have this overwhelming feeling though and i really want to know which class im getting into. i really really want science though. i mean seriously, if i dont get into science, i'll blame my A for kh. -__- ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've bought my uniform, my shoes. i dont need to buy new stationaries though. i havent bought my notebooks and school badge and blue tag. i am so dead. but i'll figure it out latest by tomorrow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was amazing, like seriously! woke up at 12-ish then went to curve about 2 something. dibs was waiting for me there. then went to tgif's to eat. then walked around for awhile. then about 5 something the mum drove us to dib's bf's mother's cafe to pay for her cupcakes. haha then went to her house and we were scouting for hot koreans in her year book. i swear to god, damn a lot of koreans! and there's this planta boy, LOL. then her dad drove us to istana budaya to watch mama mia musical. freaking awesome! i swear to god, if i had more money, i would buy the tshirt but out of cash. =/ so came back, was freaking hungry and no one cared that i was starving to death. so i slept and woke up at 2pm by nicole. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now currently it is 5.20pm and my mum is freaking annoying. -__- she wants me to follow her out since no one wants to. i am so damn tired. why cant she just understand? -__- i have blisters and backache to tahan with. unlike her, i am sleepy. geez woman. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhos,&lt;br /&gt;i would like to say,&lt;br /&gt;Adibah, sorry i cant make to you sweet sixteen birthday bash. =/&lt;br /&gt;i hope you enjoy it eventhough i am not there.&lt;br /&gt;and its still early to say but,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Darling! :)&lt;br /&gt;i know i am always not with you while you celebrate your birthday but remember, youre my best friend i could ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;so i hope you have a great birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you have a wonderful blissful year.&lt;br /&gt;god bless you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;and remember, anytime you can call me. cause i am always there. (:&lt;br /&gt;and amani loves you banyak banyak.&lt;br /&gt;4 years and still counting. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&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/369678888933929910-79709458107601567?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/79709458107601567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=79709458107601567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/79709458107601567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/79709458107601567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-5488487053351705241</id><published>2008-12-28T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:07:37.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartache.</title><content type='html'>i changed my header. and it looks hideous! =S&lt;br /&gt;i am actually pissed with the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;i will do another one, maybe better.&lt;br /&gt;meantime, this one will be put up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a bright colour. any suggestion ppl? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;editted;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this one google engine that is energy saving. its so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;and just finish updating the firefox. (:&lt;br /&gt;lookie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVdBWm8YkrI/AAAAAAAABTs/aEibRC_7I3Q/s1600-h/cats1.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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVdBWm8YkrI/AAAAAAAABTs/aEibRC_7I3Q/s320/cats1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284764544409309874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;clicktoenlarge.&lt;br /&gt;i find it very very sexy. (:&lt;br /&gt;blackle is a nice name too. heh -__-&lt;br /&gt;and and there's this part down there that shows the amount of watts saved by the blackle users.&lt;br /&gt;its awesome la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;omg jakun. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-5488487053351705241?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/5488487053351705241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=5488487053351705241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5488487053351705241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/5488487053351705241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/heartache.html' title='heartache.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVdBWm8YkrI/AAAAAAAABTs/aEibRC_7I3Q/s72-c/cats1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-7526811636429997641</id><published>2008-12-27T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:39:29.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love, respect and trust your man.</title><content type='html'>currently watching shazo's vlogs. ass! :P&lt;br /&gt;talking to some idiots too (:&lt;br /&gt;and creating a flickr. way better to share pictures with you all, kan? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday flo's going to lagoon with some peeps. cant make it though. have some wed thingy to attend. sorry flo ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, cant wait for results man! =S&lt;br /&gt;list of people to call the night before :&lt;br /&gt;- adibah&lt;br /&gt;- natasha&lt;br /&gt;- bernadette&lt;br /&gt;- priyanka&lt;br /&gt;- eshton&lt;br /&gt;- annette&lt;br /&gt;- christine&lt;br /&gt;- nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( YOU ALL BETTER PICK UP! NO MATTER WHAT! NO SECOND CHANCE YEA :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everybody,&lt;br /&gt;john legend is sexy la okay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ps; iamfeelingalittleballroomdancingnow. =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-7526811636429997641?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/7526811636429997641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=7526811636429997641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7526811636429997641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7526811636429997641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-respect-and-trust-your-man.html' title='love, respect and trust your man.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-8580198257770681404</id><published>2008-12-25T01:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T03:16:38.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think so too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MERRY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;EVERYBODY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hope all of you are having a great time now, at least while you can :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, monday, i went banner painting at school for interact's welcome form 3 banner thingy majigg. so after that went to carmen's house with natasha, nicole and navina. talked for awhile then carmen, nat and i headed off to bangsar. was so in the mood for shopping that time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;so after bangsar, about 6-ish, went to midval, since practically everyone was there. bought my uniform while i was there too. and ate at yoshinoya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on tuesday, woke up about 8, which was freaking early for me, to go to the dentist. some braces appointment thing. so then for the first time, she scolded me. -__- then she changed the wire thingy majigg. then i went home first. at 12 something, went to amcorp to meet nat there and to buy an exchanging present and to pick up my phone. then went to christine's by cab with nat. arrive there and everyone was talking so damn loudly in her room, we can hear it far away from the house. haha so then we talk talk, ate spagetthi and took hella lot of pictures! usually girls thingy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;christine's christmas party (:&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ8J-W7VPI/AAAAAAAABTE/ZrL6vavg5io/s1600-h/231220080110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ8J-W7VPI/AAAAAAAABTE/ZrL6vavg5io/s320/231220080110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283421823658841330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the M.I.A girl, CHRISTINEEE! :D&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ7YYjgsHI/AAAAAAAABSc/PT5WBRlMFRo/s1600-h/23122008008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ7YYjgsHI/AAAAAAAABSc/PT5WBRlMFRo/s320/23122008008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283420971697483890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nicole, semagated!&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ8JT3QN0I/AAAAAAAABS8/SKAXypYAOrU/s1600-h/23122008032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ8JT3QN0I/AAAAAAAABS8/SKAXypYAOrU/s320/23122008032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283421812251703106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;omg, i love these girls (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ7YhWMrgI/AAAAAAAABSk/DNskePC-zjc/s1600-h/23122008010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ7YhWMrgI/AAAAAAAABSk/DNskePC-zjc/s320/23122008010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283420974057565698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ8IwR5GJI/AAAAAAAABS0/uZnKg6SOF4Q/s1600-h/23122008024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ8IwR5GJI/AAAAAAAABS0/uZnKg6SOF4Q/s320/23122008024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283421802699757714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they had their photography session! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;models wannabess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVKDD35_7sI/AAAAAAAABTM/E5L6pcgO3YM/s1600-h/23122008036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVKDD35_7sI/AAAAAAAABTM/E5L6pcgO3YM/s320/23122008036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283429415429074626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;christine, we may be the most kecoh bunch in Assunta, but you are one of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;admit it, you know you love us! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the most long awaited,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;most controversial picture,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;most scandalous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i present to you..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadaaaa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ7Y-gc5CI/AAAAAAAABSs/SrCu1YDZUeM/s1600-h/23122008021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ7Y-gc5CI/AAAAAAAABSs/SrCu1YDZUeM/s320/23122008021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283420981885199394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we have this in other angles too. so no running away, bisexs! :P&lt;br /&gt;well, you know who laa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures from bernie:&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ6veUyEoI/AAAAAAAABSU/mV14DVCzuDg/s1600-h/DSC01718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ6veUyEoI/AAAAAAAABSU/mV14DVCzuDg/s320/DSC01718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283420268871684738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she loves it. i dont know why too.&lt;br /&gt;i mean i look rather &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;drunk&lt;/span&gt;(never) and sepet! -___-&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ6vKn1PVI/AAAAAAAABSM/iSsCfp9_Rlw/s1600-h/DSC01723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ6vKn1PVI/AAAAAAAABSM/iSsCfp9_Rlw/s320/DSC01723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283420263582874962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bad picture but i love this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;gayfarts&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures from carmen :&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ6u_vfwuI/AAAAAAAABSE/W9ipf0EmO4E/s1600-h/23122008962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ6u_vfwuI/AAAAAAAABSE/W9ipf0EmO4E/s320/23122008962.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283420260662231778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;omg one day, we will look back at this picture and say&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn i miss my girls&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;how much do you want to bet?&lt;br /&gt;(:&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ6uhOmlcI/AAAAAAAABR8/tQqiOqsNZww/s1600-h/23122008938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ6uhOmlcI/AAAAAAAABR8/tQqiOqsNZww/s320/23122008938.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283420252471203266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;prize ceremony thing.&lt;br /&gt;well, christmas present exchanging time actually. lol -___-&lt;br /&gt;she got my mirror.&lt;br /&gt;was intended to give to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;noelle&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bangsar)&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ48uTuiLI/AAAAAAAABR0/im9tK73BMQc/s1600-h/PC220008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ48uTuiLI/AAAAAAAABR0/im9tK73BMQc/s320/PC220008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283418297477269682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i swear to god those pants were so freaking loose. -__-&lt;br /&gt;and i look fat =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ48E5QgiI/AAAAAAAABRs/FEdiEP82JxY/s1600-h/DSC04803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ48E5QgiI/AAAAAAAABRs/FEdiEP82JxY/s320/DSC04803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283418286360396322" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ48Eks0-I/AAAAAAAABRk/bYKSC46PGFg/s1600-h/DSC04796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ48Eks0-I/AAAAAAAABRk/bYKSC46PGFg/s320/DSC04796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283418286274171874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;carmen was hot in that dress but funny thing, she couldnt get out of it. i had to help HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sadly not that much pictures now, since &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;NOELLE IS NEVER ONLINE&lt;/span&gt;. i swear to god la, she purposely dont come online! -___-&lt;br /&gt;i will hunt you down, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MARK MY WORDS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so one more thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DARLINGS SENIORS ROWENA AND RAZIK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sayang you guys so much!&lt;br /&gt;happy awesome 18th yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to get you a pressie or maybe buy you two lunch. (:&lt;br /&gt;once more, i love you twho so much tau! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thats about it,&lt;br /&gt;daa (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;lovelovelove,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; PMR results coming out on the 30th december.&lt;br /&gt;i wish all of my friends luck.&lt;br /&gt;and no matter what, do not regret.&lt;br /&gt;you all have done your best okay.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-8580198257770681404?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/8580198257770681404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=8580198257770681404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/8580198257770681404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/8580198257770681404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-think-so-too.html' title='i think so too.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SVJ8J-W7VPI/AAAAAAAABTE/ZrL6vavg5io/s72-c/231220080110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-7914761642203840362</id><published>2008-12-19T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:44:16.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and you were my baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SUuq-xssx0I/AAAAAAAABRc/Ms8IxkuePv0/s1600-h/19-12-08_12401.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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SUuq-xssx0I/AAAAAAAABRc/Ms8IxkuePv0/s320/19-12-08_12401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281502983491471170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to yes by beyonce.&lt;br /&gt;currently nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today im supposed to hangout at pyramid with ellie, NAT, bernie, priy and erra but erra and nat couldnt make it. well, arrived late and ate. after eating went to shop and stuff. so yada yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;then at 5 plus went back home. and i thought there would be at least someone at home. then when i reach home, no one was there. i tried to call amir and qis but those bitches didnt picked up the freaking phone. i was so pissed so i waited outside about 20 mins or so. then decided to go to the nearest mamak. after stonning there alone, my brother picked me up. so we went to mid to pick amir. -__- it was so stupid. note to self ( and the rest of the fam ) that if you dont know the way from the university entrace near bangsar to mid, DO NOT TAKE THE ROAD! we got a little lost for 20 mins or so. stupidity i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;and and when i was at the mamak, when i was paying, two guys were looking at my tshirt. the "friend doest fuck friends" tshirt. this is what happened,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dude1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dude2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*stares at shirt*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;interesting shirt you got there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;haha erm thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;how did you get it anyways?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i got it myself haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ohh wow. you must be very bold to wear such thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;haha yea true i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;are you local?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;hahahah oh well, i have been here for the past 13 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ohh, local enough -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i think you just embarrased yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i think im quite aware of that. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they rock la, i tell you. very interesting men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then after that went back home, watched Step Brother and here i am now. losers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all la (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, please listen up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF ANY OF YOU READ ANYTHING ON PMR RESULTS, PLEASE OH PLEASE BLOG ABOUT WHEN IT IS GOING TO COME OUT! AND PLEASE DO INFORM ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you darlings. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well then, i'll blog soon. very soon. i love you all AGAIN! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveeeee,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-7914761642203840362?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/7914761642203840362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=7914761642203840362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7914761642203840362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7914761642203840362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-you-were-my-baby.html' title='and you were my baby.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SUuq-xssx0I/AAAAAAAABRc/Ms8IxkuePv0/s72-c/19-12-08_12401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-3221671712005707059</id><published>2008-12-19T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:47:27.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moni</title><content type='html'>well, since daddy decided to freaking come back for no reason, my outing to pyramid is delayed for a while. why oh why does he want to piss me off? -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&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/369678888933929910-3221671712005707059?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/3221671712005707059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=3221671712005707059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3221671712005707059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3221671712005707059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/moni.html' title='moni'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-7232623003336097679</id><published>2008-12-17T02:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T02:26:42.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intrude.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SUfxy3HPrNI/AAAAAAAABRU/iIowbrvgY64/s1600-h/16-12-08_1710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SUfxy3HPrNI/AAAAAAAABRU/iIowbrvgY64/s320/16-12-08_1710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280454944205286610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" we had more than 3 in it. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;im not going to take him seriously anymore. if he wants to play games, well, i've got my own to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i have other peoples to entertain. so feel free to drop by anytime. i'll try my best to make time for you yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you, stop playing games with me. i dont want to play anymore man. not that im not up to it but im tired getting myself hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i thought i was done but i am still here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;say what? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you readers rock la.&lt;br /&gt;now mind your own bussiness assies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and woi, you too la bastard.  &lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;awesomelyloving,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fagayuhplitweekuin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-7232623003336097679?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/7232623003336097679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=7232623003336097679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7232623003336097679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7232623003336097679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/intrude.html' title='intrude.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SUfxy3HPrNI/AAAAAAAABRU/iIowbrvgY64/s72-c/16-12-08_1710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-4227744311107360385</id><published>2008-12-16T20:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:22:09.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SUeZiPo9ExI/AAAAAAAABRM/7gS6Cd3QR80/s1600-h/25-07-08_19191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SUeZiPo9ExI/AAAAAAAABRM/7gS6Cd3QR80/s200/25-07-08_19191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280357901708104466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently... not going to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, first of, i feel so weak actually. i do not know why. i need people to start giving me late night calls. so, anybody? i dont mind talking to anyone. seriously! to whoever reading this, go take your phone now, no matter how late it is. call me randomly. and see what i say. i am too bored i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, i dont want to talk anymore. i will blog or something another day. i am so not in the mood to blog or whatever. i just want to roll around my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;.uoyfoogteltnactsuji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;everysinglemomentiwaitforyoutocallme.&lt;br /&gt;knowingthatitwillneverhappen.&lt;br /&gt;whyamifoolingmyself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;loathe&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&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/369678888933929910-4227744311107360385?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/4227744311107360385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=4227744311107360385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4227744311107360385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4227744311107360385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-know.html' title='to know.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SUeZiPo9ExI/AAAAAAAABRM/7gS6Cd3QR80/s72-c/25-07-08_19191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-3061046102905396006</id><published>2008-12-16T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:00:59.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uggh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-3061046102905396006?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/3061046102905396006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=3061046102905396006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3061046102905396006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3061046102905396006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/uggh.html' title='uggh'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-7188326493940866416</id><published>2008-12-14T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:07:10.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the colours that you bring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Love is patient and kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Love knows neither envy nor jealousy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Love is not foward and self-assertive, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;nor boastful and conceited...&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;   - St Paul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to loving you by minnie ripperton.&lt;br /&gt;currently busy on msn.&lt;br /&gt;currently excited. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; :\\ One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont take sides. lol i know a lot of you are loyal readers. and thank you for reading my blog. so, i would really love to thank this few people that have been my most loyal readers. like, really loyal. (:&lt;br /&gt;NatashaSinMayKay&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;RowenaJoFernandez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you two lifeless people! haha i love you both so so much. so yeah, this part is dedicated to my loyalties. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;:\\ Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its going to rain soon. anyhoes, since navina came back from hong kong and didnt get me anything, this is the shout out to the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ADIBAH, BRING ME BACK A BUNDLE OF CLOTHES AND CHOCOLATES AND ALL LA! :D&lt;br /&gt;2. CHRISTINE, BRING ME BACK STUFF!&lt;br /&gt;3. ESHTON, BRING ME BACK STUFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so need to go now. later it will rain even heavier, i will die. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daaa *kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-7188326493940866416?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/7188326493940866416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=7188326493940866416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7188326493940866416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7188326493940866416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/colours-that-you-bring.html' title='the colours that you bring.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-7381915610163237381</id><published>2008-12-11T04:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:51:54.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sadistic bitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SUA5rPVJ4kI/AAAAAAAABRE/fjgDwXJsi6g/s1600-h/05122008130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SUA5rPVJ4kI/AAAAAAAABRE/fjgDwXJsi6g/s320/05122008130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278282178290639426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently talking to nat.&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to walk me home by mandy moore.&lt;br /&gt;currently .... worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today not much happen. i was sleeping in, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;and to all that are going or already on a vacation, have fun out there peeps. (:&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow(todaysinceits0547hoursnow), heading out to somewhereimnotsurewhere with nicole to shop, im a despo, sue me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag by &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;natashasinmaykay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Link to your tagger and post these rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*List (8) random facts about yourself and tag (8) people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;01. I love chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;02. I dont shisha anymore. (: so curse whoever that persuades me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;03. I hate being disturbed by the family while sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;04. I rock killer heels. Like 4 inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;05. I tend to talk way too much with my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;06. I am like any ordinary girl. Tend to hurt themselves.&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;07. I dislike people that does not reply my messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;08. I love lacey things. Even my hairband. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tag:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;01. Christine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;02. Navina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;03. Carmen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;04. Noelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;05. YingWei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;06. Bernadette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;07. Eshton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;08. PohYee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-You-&lt;br /&gt;First Name – Nur / Amani ( you never know )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nickname – Amani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name you wish you had - i love it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do people normally mistake your name as – Armani (phuck you peeps =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthday - 9th September 1993.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthplace – University Hospital of Camden, England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time of Birth – 5 am-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Single or taken - Single. attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zodiac sign – Virgo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Your Appearance-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How tall are you – idk? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish you were taller – Yes. Maybe 165cm? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eye color - Colourful :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eye color you want – Hazel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natural Hair color – Black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Current Hair color – Black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever dye your hair a bizarre color – Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last time you did something dramatic with your hair – im not sure actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glasses or contacts – Glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear make-up – Yes. But rarely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever had hair extensions – Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paint your nails - About a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-In the opposite gender-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What color eyes – Blue, Hazel, Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What color hair - Black, Blonde. Im not really diggin brunettes. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shy or Outgoing - A lil bit of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sexy or Cute - It's sexy that he's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serious or Fun – Fun all the time but serious when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Older or Younger than you – Older but i wouldnt mind trying youngers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A turn on - Dreamy eyes, yummy bod, the way he touches me and the way he whispers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A turn off - Mustache, Long hair and TOO MANY PIMPLES. *eww*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-This or that-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flowers or Chocolates - Both together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pepsi or Coke - Coke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rap or Rock – Rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relationship or One night stand – Relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School or Work - School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love or Money – Both. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movies or Music - Both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Country or City – City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends or Family - Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Have you ever-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lied – Tell me who hasnt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stole something- Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smoked - It was only once a try. And almost died. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurt someone close to you – Maybe a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Broke someone's heart - Im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had your heart broken - Countless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wondered what was wrong with you - All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish you were a prince/princess - Actually, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liked someone who was taken – LikeD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shaved your head - Will never..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Used chopsticks - Yeap. I eat my noodles with chopsticks! *proudproud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sang in the mirror to yourself – *laughs* yeap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Favorites-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flower – Roses, Lilies, Jasmine and Lavender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Candy – Fudge!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Song – &lt;em&gt;Officially Missing You - Tamia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scent - Dior Addicts, Poisons and Jadores. and and Burberry Brit Red Special Edition (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Color - Black, White, Red.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movies- &lt;em&gt;Transformers. a lot more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singer – A lot i guess. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Word – currently "motherchucker!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Junk food – Mommy's food. :P  Carls Jr or some japanesse food. i consider heavy food as my junk. :P&lt;br /&gt;Website – &lt;a href="http://www.edwardandbella.net/"&gt;http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.edwardandbella.net/"&gt;http://www.somethingsdonthavetochange.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.edwardandbella.net/"&gt;http://www.facebook.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location – My bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Animal - idk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Misc-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever cried over someone - Its called history. Look up for it. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself – A few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you think you're attractive - I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose – Im not sure which since i love them all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you play any sports – i dont know? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;youbettertakecareofyourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yourealreadysick.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dontmakeitevenworseplease.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;youworryme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMaruki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-7381915610163237381?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/7381915610163237381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=7381915610163237381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7381915610163237381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/7381915610163237381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/sadistic-bitch.html' title='sadistic bitch.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SUA5rPVJ4kI/AAAAAAAABRE/fjgDwXJsi6g/s72-c/05122008130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-6088357339664726330</id><published>2008-12-09T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:44:08.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awful good girl.</title><content type='html'>currently listening to santa baby. PCD version.&lt;br /&gt;currently hungry worh.&lt;br /&gt;currently cant wait to go to christmas parties. =D&lt;br /&gt;currently wanting to go out so badly with my girliefriends.&lt;br /&gt;currently in shopping mood! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since it is sales season, i have a list of things i want for christmas. so you punks have to get me these stuff kay. :)&lt;br /&gt;most of them are pretty much affordable, so yeah =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Aviator Sunnies. =D&lt;br /&gt;prefered red/white/black rims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A lot of tops.&lt;br /&gt;Prefered satin or sheer dressy tops.&lt;br /&gt;im a size 10 UK. not sure whats my malaysia size. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. cork wedges.&lt;br /&gt;any colour would do.&lt;br /&gt;im a size 7/8 btw. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and the unaffordable ones which im not goin got ask from any of you. maybe from parents or whoever or maybe god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. 8 As for PMR!&lt;br /&gt;*please please please god!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my freaking bandung vacation.&lt;br /&gt;its all mother's fault for not booking the ticks earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. holiday next year at UK.&lt;br /&gt;i would love to go to my aunts convo.&lt;br /&gt;should ask mother. or dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so yeah. i think thats all. im so lazy to blog somemore. i feel like sleeping but im hungry. dilema dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i feel like a fool again. keep getting myself hurt. why do i always let people hurt me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-6088357339664726330?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/6088357339664726330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=6088357339664726330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6088357339664726330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6088357339664726330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/awful-good-girl.html' title='awful good girl.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-2964861078149461201</id><published>2008-12-06T07:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T08:46:28.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>double double dared me.</title><content type='html'>currently listening to loving you by minnie riperton.&lt;br /&gt;currently just woke up. :P&lt;br /&gt;currently 7.52 am.&lt;br /&gt;and currently hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to bangsar with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;christine&lt;/span&gt;. i tell you i miss her damn much man! she work a lot till no time for me already. -__- so then when we there we ate first. then out of a sudden after an hour or so with her, i told her that kloth is coming with us. LOL everytime i wanted to tell her the kloth is coming, she always potong me man. -__- so we went shopping and all. since christine just got her pay, so she was shopping like madcow. i think she bought like 2 tops and one dress. and i bought this one &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pants. I LOVEEE! and kloth wanted to buy this one handbag which was really pretty but didnt get it cause she has no money, yeah. anyways, it was overall fun.we took like damn a lot of pictures, funny i tell you. and gossiped much too. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;pure girls outing&lt;/span&gt; laa. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures do tell the story.&lt;br /&gt;(since we took about 50+ pictures, i will only put up the best ones)&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnGvSbNGpI/AAAAAAAABQ8/jlXB7iqI7aM/s1600-h/05122008084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnGvSbNGpI/AAAAAAAABQ8/jlXB7iqI7aM/s320/05122008084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276466954143341202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;christine wanted to buy that top but ran out of cash in the end. LOL&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnGSxPwYrI/AAAAAAAABQ0/gyj9NMO870M/s1600-h/05122008086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnGSxPwYrI/AAAAAAAABQ0/gyj9NMO870M/s320/05122008086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276466464200614578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;klothilda's gwen dress. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnGSs9WAAI/AAAAAAAABQs/PNIvv55oVKI/s1600-h/05122008091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnGSs9WAAI/AAAAAAAABQs/PNIvv55oVKI/s320/05122008091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276466463049646082" 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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnGSdz-40I/AAAAAAAABQk/TGWYvhTFqrg/s1600-h/05122008095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnGSdz-40I/AAAAAAAABQk/TGWYvhTFqrg/s320/05122008095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276466458983850818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i miss this woman la!&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnGSNanC_I/AAAAAAAABQc/G6gthLwGufQ/s1600-h/05122008097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnGSNanC_I/AAAAAAAABQc/G6gthLwGufQ/s320/05122008097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276466454582463474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;christine's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bessst friend&lt;/span&gt;. =P&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnGRxrrDlI/AAAAAAAABQU/lur_Osxz9c8/s1600-h/05122008100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnGRxrrDlI/AAAAAAAABQU/lur_Osxz9c8/s320/05122008100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276466447137836626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnE_80vpCI/AAAAAAAABQM/6GjUQ0lxCMY/s1600-h/05122008103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnE_80vpCI/AAAAAAAABQM/6GjUQ0lxCMY/s320/05122008103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276465041379402786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnE_rFyngI/AAAAAAAABQE/gB_1yqXJvY8/s1600-h/05122008105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnE_rFyngI/AAAAAAAABQE/gB_1yqXJvY8/s320/05122008105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276465036619062786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnE_criRLI/AAAAAAAABP8/rrLgi5QxFwA/s1600-h/05122008107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnE_criRLI/AAAAAAAABP8/rrLgi5QxFwA/s320/05122008107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276465032750843058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnE_KQxYII/AAAAAAAABP0/wAbyYwiJta8/s1600-h/05122008111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnE_KQxYII/AAAAAAAABP0/wAbyYwiJta8/s320/05122008111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276465027806748802" 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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnE-o--PCI/AAAAAAAABPs/2hLDvN-iKg4/s1600-h/05122008115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnE-o--PCI/AAAAAAAABPs/2hLDvN-iKg4/s320/05122008115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276465018873723938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kloth's jakun picture. xD&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnC_BygGBI/AAAAAAAABPk/gU_OjHiE5nA/s1600-h/05122008120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnC_BygGBI/AAAAAAAABPk/gU_OjHiE5nA/s320/05122008120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276462826509047826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LOOK AT THE HAIR&lt;/span&gt; xD&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnC-81QMlI/AAAAAAAABPc/pOlmC2LuDfE/s1600-h/05122008121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnC-81QMlI/AAAAAAAABPc/pOlmC2LuDfE/s320/05122008121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276462825178411602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;very nice, i took it (:&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnC-tSZpXI/AAAAAAAABPU/3snsg57K5v0/s1600-h/05122008125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnC-tSZpXI/AAAAAAAABPU/3snsg57K5v0/s320/05122008125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276462821005698418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i have 4 pictures of them at the same spot with the same pose.&lt;br /&gt;how typical of christine. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WELCOME BACK CHRISTINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnC-WQSWBI/AAAAAAAABPM/wrVufj3HLXQ/s1600-h/05122008130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnC-WQSWBI/AAAAAAAABPM/wrVufj3HLXQ/s320/05122008130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276462814822815762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnC-NBSd1I/AAAAAAAABPE/-ErYbr8i8qA/s1600-h/05122008131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnC-NBSd1I/AAAAAAAABPE/-ErYbr8i8qA/s320/05122008131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276462812343990098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, christine found herself a new partner that is scared of birds. xD&lt;br /&gt;you two damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;REMEMBER THE CROWS??!!&lt;/span&gt;  xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhos, im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;i shall wake the whole house up.&lt;br /&gt;just cause im hungry. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;xo AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christine, you better not tell anyone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;imisshim):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-2964861078149461201?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/2964861078149461201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=2964861078149461201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2964861078149461201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2964861078149461201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/double-double-dared-me.html' title='double double dared me.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STnGvSbNGpI/AAAAAAAABQ8/jlXB7iqI7aM/s72-c/05122008084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-3456841270671204650</id><published>2008-12-05T01:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:03:33.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STga3CvxJbI/AAAAAAAABO8/zz6F4uTu1rs/s1600-h/romantic_bride_by_Hellle.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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STga3CvxJbI/AAAAAAAABO8/zz6F4uTu1rs/s320/romantic_bride_by_Hellle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275996496396887474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me to not get my hopes too high, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i might get hurt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tell me to not worry, it is going to be alright.&lt;br /&gt;tell me there is a lot of people out there, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;i still want him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tell me that he loves me, i really want to know.&lt;br /&gt;tell me to move on, i will still wait for him.&lt;br /&gt;tell me he is just fooling, i will never believe you.&lt;br /&gt;tell me that he is not the one, i wont care.&lt;br /&gt;tell me that he will always love me, i hope so, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i love him too&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell him &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;i love him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tell him that i have fallen for him.&lt;br /&gt;tell him that i am not the type of girl that loves to wait.&lt;br /&gt;tell him &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;not to break my heart again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod&lt;br /&gt;youworthlesscheap&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bastard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-3456841270671204650?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/3456841270671204650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=3456841270671204650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3456841270671204650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3456841270671204650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STga3CvxJbI/AAAAAAAABO8/zz6F4uTu1rs/s72-c/romantic_bride_by_Hellle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-8734203909584713366</id><published>2008-12-02T18:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:20:56.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im in need of him.</title><content type='html'>currently listening to sorry seems to be the hardest word by elton john and blue.&lt;br /&gt;currently effing sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;currently sattisfied with my purchase. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i just had the urge to blog eventhough i really really want to sleep so badly.&lt;br /&gt;first of, last night i couldnt sleep so i suddenly felt like cleaning up my closet at 3 am. was so terrible i tell you. i had like a bundle of clothes thrown out, well not practically thrown but i'll somehow ask my mum to find time to donate them to mercy or something. anyways, i was doing the whole "throw the old for the new" thing cause well, mega sales everywhere! hecticly awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;so i had the closet cleaned up by 5. and i took a few pictures to show. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i kind of like realise that all of my friends are posers, i seriously do mean ALL! (:&lt;br /&gt;do not lie to yourself cause everybody has poser pictures. and i also realised that i do not take much pictures nowdays cause i lack of too-free time. but then as i was taking pictures of the closet, i did some thinking and i think we all should do it like last time. you know, go out, walk walk, talk, take picture like super a lot! it will sure be heck of fun. just like last time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then today i went out with carmen, klothilda, noelle, yiqin and becca. damn, it has been a long time since i went out with kloth, qin and becca. lol so we went to bangsar to shop. it was heaven, well, i havent been there in years so could not remember much. so, at first carmen messaged me at 11.30am but i woke up at 12. was supposed to wake up at 11 but the alarm did not went off. stupid phone. then went to pick carmen up, and went to bangsar. so when we were at bangsar village, met up with kloth and becca and we went to eat. then noelle and yiqin came when we were eating. so after that we went shopping and it was fun shopping with this peeps. becca was the best, i tell you. for almost every shop we went, she bought something. and the bag she bought was awesome. and noelle was still looking for her belt. i tell you, if you eat more, sure can fit but now that youre too thin, nothing can fit. -___-&lt;br /&gt;so walk and all, i got myself a satin top with cherries on it. it was so sweet and cute. i just had to buy.&lt;br /&gt;as most of you who are close to me would know, that i shop when i am depressed or sad. but this time i bought one item only cause i was sober enough and they had nothing that i was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;not that it aint nice but just not what i was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;*hintsatinhint* (:&lt;br /&gt;well, am planning to go to bangsar again next week with carmen and noelle. anyone? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the pictures::&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUWC4aQrPI/AAAAAAAABOc/RcgTxn4RQ0Y/s1600-h/24112008207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUWC4aQrPI/AAAAAAAABOc/RcgTxn4RQ0Y/s320/24112008207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275146777292483826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;before&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUVvPcKD6I/AAAAAAAABOM/3Orw9fic-ck/s1600-h/02122008033q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUVvPcKD6I/AAAAAAAABOM/3Orw9fic-ck/s320/02122008033q.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275146439877070754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after (:&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUVu9OVhcI/AAAAAAAABOE/s589gVkUMBc/s1600-h/02122008028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUVu9OVhcI/AAAAAAAABOE/s589gVkUMBc/s320/02122008028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275146434987263426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and also the bundle of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nat, my tribute part of this post to you!&lt;br /&gt;we rock baby! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUVuTAV3II/AAAAAAAABN8/WOUeUjldufs/s1600-h/02122008032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUVuTAV3II/AAAAAAAABN8/WOUeUjldufs/s320/02122008032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275146423654276226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first designer boots. (:&lt;br /&gt;*2 years ago*&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUVuJ2U-mI/AAAAAAAABN0/6pPcJL2XsS4/s1600-h/02122008040.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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUVuJ2U-mI/AAAAAAAABN0/6pPcJL2XsS4/s320/02122008040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275146421196356194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first designer wedges. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's pictures:&lt;br /&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUUy8ZlDCI/AAAAAAAABNc/gECwisYKTMI/s1600-h/02122008062a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUUy8ZlDCI/AAAAAAAABNc/gECwisYKTMI/s320/02122008062a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275145403973831714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my leg looks fat and short. lol&lt;br /&gt;but nice shot people! (:&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUUy17eHPI/AAAAAAAABNk/IwFbdOPhZW8/s1600-h/02122008063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUUy17eHPI/AAAAAAAABNk/IwFbdOPhZW8/s320/02122008063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275145402236935410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kloth and carmen.&lt;br /&gt;i remember when kloth wanted to take picture with noelle.&lt;br /&gt;and noelle asked if she should bend a bit.&lt;br /&gt;stupid noelle. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUUymDQDfI/AAAAAAAABNU/8tcVpvXCx48/s1600-h/02122008060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUUymDQDfI/AAAAAAAABNU/8tcVpvXCx48/s320/02122008060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275145397974601202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my one and only lohawk! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ohh no pictures with becca cause wanted to take in bangsar village but had to go back. so sorry =/&lt;br /&gt;and im still waiting for the pictures from kloth. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here it is:&lt;br /&gt;my cherry top!&lt;br /&gt;its sho cute (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUUzOSUdMI/AAAAAAAABNs/-CQqASUe7ak/s1600-h/02122008074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUUzOSUdMI/AAAAAAAABNs/-CQqASUe7ak/s320/02122008074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275145408775222466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so, want to go sleep now. daaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ifyoucouldjustletgo.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyousobutwhatyouaredoingtomeisinhuman.&lt;br /&gt;verynotyou.&lt;br /&gt;trytoremindmehowyouusedtoloveme.&lt;br /&gt;becausewhatyoutoldmesomehowcameoutasalie.&lt;br /&gt;lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-8734203909584713366?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/8734203909584713366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=8734203909584713366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/8734203909584713366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/8734203909584713366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-in-need-of-him.html' title='im in need of him.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STUWC4aQrPI/AAAAAAAABOc/RcgTxn4RQ0Y/s72-c/24112008207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-4149467896764983193</id><published>2008-11-29T04:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T05:07:03.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre Whatever</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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STBS0nhA6aI/AAAAAAAABMs/ZlGU9eTU1Yk/s1600-h/love2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STBS0nhA6aI/AAAAAAAABMs/ZlGU9eTU1Yk/s320/love2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273806227564980642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;As a box of chocolates lay on her lap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;she cries knowing what could have happen between them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;currently listening to ana gabriel's eres todo en mi.&lt;br /&gt;currently updating the myspace profile.&lt;br /&gt;currently sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, was supposingly be headed to pyramid to shop with priy but suddenly felt sick and sleepy. plus, her father suddenly decided to go back to her house at 12, so she couldnt go out. anyways, was sleeping till poh yee called at 2. didnt picked up though but she msged me after that asking what time am i going to mid. i never even say i am going to mid, but i kinda agreed to go to mid to accompany her buy clothes for the cousin's wed. so woke up shower at 2.30 and went to mid at 3. waited for her at starbucks then waited for karthiik. then while walking met aaron, carmen, bev, jon and noelle. and suddenly bumped into supertall friend of mine, jai. did you knoe that he punched my arm and it hurts. -___-&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went shopping with poh yee, noelle and aaron. then headed home at 5.15pm. was raining then. when i reached home, was helping beloved qistina to put on make up since she is too scared to apply eye liner on. so helped her and she went off partying. and it is now 4.36am, she is still out partying. enough la qistina. mother will definately kick your flat ass tomorrow man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, unlike natasha, i do not really like rain. it is most of the time super annoying. it always stops me from doing any daily activities. but what can i do? like they say, its not good getting mad at the rain cause its like some rezeki thingy. i dont understand, but im not mad. sometimes, i love the rain. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the feeling of running and singing under the rain is priceless&lt;/span&gt;. believe me, its fun when you &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;do it with a bunch of overhyperactivemorons&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i have a million questions i want to ask. just not the right people, not the right time. like why are human a complicated form of life? why is there millions of stars in the sky? why does women give birth, not men? how much does it hurt giving birth? how much is it worth leaving the ones you love behind? how does the human brain work?  why does this have to happen? why how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;do you know what it feels like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;being left alone behind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;do you know what it feels like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;being lost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;do you know what it feels like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;knowing nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;do you know what it feels like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;when people ignore each other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;do you know what it feels like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;to love someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;do you know what it feels like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;to lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;do you know what it feels like &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;trying to be a stuck up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;do you know what it feels like &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;to try so hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;do you know what it feels like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;to be happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;do you know what it feels like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;to be heads over heel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;do you know that this is life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;cause i know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore the blabs. when i am full of emotions, i tend to talk about things that might not make sense. well, to me it does, but im not sure if it does to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ps; iwanttoleave. butilovetostay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-4149467896764983193?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/4149467896764983193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=4149467896764983193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4149467896764983193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/4149467896764983193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/pre-whatever.html' title='Pre Whatever'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/STBS0nhA6aI/AAAAAAAABMs/ZlGU9eTU1Yk/s72-c/love2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-932864063742081960</id><published>2008-11-27T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T18:10:24.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all the time.</title><content type='html'>currently having mixed emotions; angry, settled, depressed, happy, bored.&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to bad girl by danity kane.&lt;br /&gt;currently desperate for a beach. escapethishecticcity.&lt;br /&gt;currently finding for the n95 warranty card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry everyone, but lately i havent been available to blog and when i am, i just wont have the mood to do. actually i am a bit off now, so no mood to blog. so just something short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday - went to mid, eat at chilis with nat. talk talk then walk for a while and go home.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday - sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday - went to gardens, wanted to karaoke but then suddenly everyone came late so we didnt go karaoke. we went to eat and window shop. and after that went to brewball for a while and head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it i guess, need to know. auntie's here, meaning go shopping (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;" expect and pray for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;, prepare for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;amani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hope that you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you said that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my heart crimple to the worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-932864063742081960?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/932864063742081960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=932864063742081960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/932864063742081960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/932864063742081960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-time.html' title='all the time.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-3126889622250859513</id><published>2008-11-25T01:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T02:40:25.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ta daa</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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SSry1avyK8I/AAAAAAAABMk/oKgpQ0QjL38/s1600-h/karthiik%26nkkit%27s+twilight.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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SSry1avyK8I/AAAAAAAABMk/oKgpQ0QjL38/s400/karthiik%26nkkit%27s+twilight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272293313317317570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I [HEART] EDWARD CULLEN TSHIRT FOR SALE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tshirt size only apply to girls unless youre interested to be gay (:&lt;br /&gt;tshirt comes in all sizes.&lt;br /&gt;so, if you are very much interested, do contact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karthiik - 0133309710&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ka Kit - 0166103098&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SO HURRY UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CALL THEM AND ORDER NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;_____________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-3126889622250859513?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/3126889622250859513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=3126889622250859513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3126889622250859513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3126889622250859513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/ta-daa.html' title='ta daa'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SSry1avyK8I/AAAAAAAABMk/oKgpQ0QjL38/s72-c/karthiik%26nkkit%27s+twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-1277258085703985569</id><published>2008-11-21T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:45:16.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on me.</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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SSZyAS-0jLI/AAAAAAAABMU/DbihVoP3Xgg/s1600-h/DSC02136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SSZyAS-0jLI/AAAAAAAABMU/DbihVoP3Xgg/s320/DSC02136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271025763304639666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nicoleteh. noelletan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyLeft" title="Align Left" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 10);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Align Left" class="gl_align_left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;currently listening to i will survive by abba.&lt;br /&gt;currently not talking to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;currently waiting for two idiots to call me. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;currently in the mood to smile but no one is making me smile. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;im getting really really bored coming online nowdays. so is going out and stuff. i seriously want to go on a vacation. grrr&lt;br /&gt;ohh today is daddy's birthday. but i tell you, i wont wish him! cause he never wished me before and it is so mean. -___-  so i wont wish that old fag. guess how old is he? 55 this year. old man! =D&lt;br /&gt;so mother is outstation now in KK so i can go out! (: so so, ajak me out, ANYONE? =D&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i will be going to curve with my sis so yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have the blogging mojo anymore. dammit! -___-&lt;br /&gt;im bored now, i want to go some movie.&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It was like shooting a sitting duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A little smalltalk&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a smile&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and baby I was stuck&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AmaniMarzuki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-1277258085703985569?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/1277258085703985569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=1277258085703985569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1277258085703985569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1277258085703985569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-me.html' title='on me.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SSZyAS-0jLI/AAAAAAAABMU/DbihVoP3Xgg/s72-c/DSC02136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-6607518314179758066</id><published>2008-11-20T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:38:23.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nigella's express. LOL</title><content type='html'>currently watching Nigella's Express on tivo. ( i L.O.V.E her cooking)&lt;br /&gt;currently talking to nobody, waiting for someone to msg me actually -___-&lt;br /&gt;currently craving for anything involving chocolate, fudge, ice cream and caramello. =/&lt;br /&gt;currently feeling a little bit pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today i wont be talking about what happened today and im not going to post up more tags for now. lol so i actually have a few things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..:: one ::..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;CELEBRITY BOYFRIEND OF MY DREAMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( under 25 )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a)&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jesse McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; baby! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i mean seriously, who doesnt like him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so so hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and his songs, just freaking sing me a lullaby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he's like so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and to die for yummyness. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay moving on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;b) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shia LaBeouf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fuhh, from even stevens to disturbia to transformers to indiana jones?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;holy chuck! he's so damn good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hot indeed too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think he has grew up to be even hotter. lol seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i mean look at the body!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;next&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;c) &lt;strong&gt;Hottie &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Chace Crawford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;homg, his eyes are like so dreamy! *meltsss*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and and his body! nothing can get any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and he is just too hot to handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and ofcourse would likely to be the most outrageous guy and and so so SWEEET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;d) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Adam Gregory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hottie from 90210! hot sial!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the eyes, the lips! THE BODY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;total suave guy somemore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i love his voice. i do not know why!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;e) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Adam Sevanni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hot hot hot hot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and he is like so young and so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and homg, HE DANCES LIKE THE CHAMP! wait, he is the champ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i find him super adorable, super cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;FEMALE CELEBRITIES I FIND HOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( under 25 )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Leighton Meester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Blake Lively&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Camilla Belle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Brianna Evigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Megan Fox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;TOP 11 FAVOURITE MOVIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tranformers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Batman Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Love Guru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Breakfast Tinffany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The Longest Yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A Walk To Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Lord of The Rings&lt;/span&gt; ( all three)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mohabatein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Titanic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Sex And The City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Pearl Harbor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so thats about it. lol hope it was very entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so if there is anymore suggestions on list i should do, please do tell. would love to do it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so thats it for now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bye then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is forgiving, isnt jealous and always giving.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;AmaniMarzuki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-6607518314179758066?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/6607518314179758066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=6607518314179758066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6607518314179758066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6607518314179758066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/nigellas-express-lol.html' title='nigella&apos;s express. LOL'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-2872176935863740362</id><published>2008-11-18T18:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:55:00.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe.</title><content type='html'>currently listening to irony by the wonder girls.&lt;br /&gt;currently on myspace and facebook. friendster is just pissifying. -___-&lt;br /&gt;currently tired and just feel like shouting at someone.&lt;br /&gt;currently not up to the challenge. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, i think i have lost my blogging mojo. i have been blogging boring stuffs lately i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;what happened to razik? LOL sorry if i terditched you just now. =/&lt;br /&gt;* amir is so metro. he was in mid just now when i was there and he was shopping. he freaking finished more than 300 on his cleansermoisteriserthingy and bought other stuffs. he is beyond metro.&lt;br /&gt;* amir thinks his hair is like nick jonas. please, not even close. he looks sexy but amir does not. he was thinking of some stupid korean hairstyle. please, their hair are like STRAIGHT and yours... lets just not mention it.&lt;br /&gt;* pity rowie, she fell and kind of injured her left hand. =/ kesian that beetch!&lt;br /&gt;* some motherchucker came online. guess who? *hintform5hint* *hintaugustscandalhint* -____- aka shitface.&lt;br /&gt;* wonder baby is so so so so so cute. ask poh yee.&lt;br /&gt;* waiting for mommy to come back with the answer wether bandung is an OKGO or OHNO. so everyone lets just pray so that my godma got to book the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;* what happened to priyankka, ellie, erra and hannan? O.o&lt;br /&gt;* wants more money to come in so that she can shop her sinful butt off. (:&lt;br /&gt;* wants new heels and handbags. sick of the current one. LOL&lt;br /&gt;* wanting for someone to freaking reply me back. so slow. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so eventually, i am bored and i have nothing to blog about and i am so freaking lazy to do tags already dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID TAG -___-&lt;br /&gt;by annette, natasha and poh yee. and quinee and yingwei.&lt;br /&gt;then who the hell do you expect me to tag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules &amp;amp; Regulations:&lt;br /&gt;*Do not copy answers&lt;br /&gt;*The tag questions must be 100% the same&lt;br /&gt;*Tag people after doing tag&lt;br /&gt;*No tagging back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Adibah&lt;br /&gt;[2] Bernadette&lt;br /&gt;[3] Esther ( sorry la )&lt;br /&gt;[4] Yiqin&lt;br /&gt;[5] Klothilda&lt;br /&gt;[6] Aaron Loh&lt;br /&gt;[7] Navina&lt;br /&gt;[8] Jason&lt;br /&gt;[9] Clarissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you know 1? [Adibah]&lt;br /&gt;Tuition during std 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you never meet 2? [Bernadette]&lt;br /&gt;Akane would never do the best extended scorpion and i would be lonely in class. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would u do if 3&amp;amp;4 dated you? [Esther and Yiqin]&lt;br /&gt;both of them are straight as hell sial! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 5 &amp;amp; 6 make a good couple? [Klothilda and Aaron]&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny sial. Nehh, aaron is taken yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 7 is attractive? [Navina]&lt;br /&gt;Aww ofcourse she is! Plus, she is hot, no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anything about 8’s family? [Jason]&lt;br /&gt;Errr. i know he has a brother, i guess. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about 9 [Clare]&lt;br /&gt;She is so energetic and cheerfull!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 2 speaks? [Bernadette]&lt;br /&gt;Spanish, English, French, Tamil, Hokkien, Malay, what else you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 3 going out with? [Esther]&lt;br /&gt;She is single yo! and wants to remain so! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is 4? [Yiqin]&lt;br /&gt;Old enough to have kids. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time u talked to 5? [Klothilda]&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember actually. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 6's favourite singer? [Aaron]&lt;br /&gt;Leona Lewis i think shes one of them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date 7 [Navina]&lt;br /&gt;Please la. I have other people on my mind other than this brat. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 8 single? [Jason]&lt;br /&gt;JASON! are you single? lol i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 9 last name? [Clarissa]&lt;br /&gt;Chow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you consider being in a relationship with 1? [Adibah]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Aww i love her but im giving way to Muq. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which school does 2 go to? [Bernadette]&lt;br /&gt;Assunta! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andd another tag fro my darling esther loong.&lt;br /&gt;PS: im so proud of you, dear. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Rules :&lt;br /&gt;- Pick your birth month .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;- Strike out anything that doesn't apply to you .&lt;br /&gt;- Bold (or italicize) the best apply to you .&lt;br /&gt;- Copy to your own blog , with all twelve months .&lt;br /&gt;- Tag 10 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves travelling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204);font-size:180%;" &gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153);font-size:180%;" &gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves travelling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills.Talk ative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties instudy ing. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,153,153);font-size:180%;" &gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:180%;" &gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153);font-size:180%;" &gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;. . . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;. . . .&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;. .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suave and compromising&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Careful, cautious and organized.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stubborn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Concerned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strike&gt;detailed&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Loyal but not always honest.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Does work well. Very confident.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Must control oneself when criticizing&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Able to motivate oneself&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Fun to be around&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Secretive&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Loves leisure and traveling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Hardly shows emotions&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tends to bottle up feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Very choosy, especially in relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Systematic&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;iTag;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Natasha Sin May Kay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Lai Poh Yee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Khoo Yiqin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Choo Quinee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Rowena Jo Fernandez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;" Love knows no age, no boundaries. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;AmaniMarzuki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;PS: Rowie, get well soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Amani Loves You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-2872176935863740362?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/2872176935863740362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=2872176935863740362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2872176935863740362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2872176935863740362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/maybe.html' title='maybe.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-2407530379213836207</id><published>2008-11-17T02:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T04:31:27.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no way.</title><content type='html'>currently watching some videos on youtube while watching CSI:NY. LOL&lt;br /&gt;currently talkng to annetteganweifong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night i slept at 6am. LOL couldnt sleep lately. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;and woke up by my mother's super annoying voice cause she wants me to follow her to her office and help her clean it up. LOL talking about making me her slave right. -___-&lt;br /&gt;so i went to her office in putrajaya and clean it up. and i found too many junks i tell you. i went back home with a bottle of sparkling juice, a card reader, boxes of cookies and a few thumbdrives. LOL&lt;br /&gt;so after cleaning up, it was already 4. and i was damn hungry. so we decided to go to Alamanda to eat. we walked around for not even an hour then she suddenly felt like eating some durian pancakes. so we went to Mid and get some. then we ate at chilis. and guess what was on the tivo? tennis, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Novak Djokovic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; okay! *drooools* he is hot okay!&lt;br /&gt;okay anyways, i bought new story books to read. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; (the second book)[i fell inlove with the book LOL] and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;simply irresistable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by i forgot who. lol so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this was what i found while cleaning up :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(sorry its sengeted)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SSB_nQ7u3bI/AAAAAAAABMM/PEoWBkhdvCw/s1600-h/16-11-08_1452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269351876560608690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SSB_nQ7u3bI/AAAAAAAABMM/PEoWBkhdvCw/s200/16-11-08_1452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; daddy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mommy &lt;/span&gt;at UK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think about more than 20 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SSB_nGiIy2I/AAAAAAAABME/eVYhRCTgSB4/s1600-h/16-11-08_1335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269351873768901474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SSB_nGiIy2I/AAAAAAAABME/eVYhRCTgSB4/s200/16-11-08_1335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it was a card i give to mommy few years back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" Happy &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mother's&lt;/span&gt; Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy, you are the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;brightest angel&lt;/span&gt; in this world.&lt;br /&gt;11.5.2003&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Amani "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why is &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; not replying me msg? -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why is everyone sleeping? -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why am i not sleepy? -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;justcauseisaidiam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doesntmeaniam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;AmaniMarzuki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-2407530379213836207?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/2407530379213836207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=2407530379213836207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2407530379213836207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2407530379213836207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-way.html' title='no way.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SSB_nQ7u3bI/AAAAAAAABMM/PEoWBkhdvCw/s72-c/16-11-08_1452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-8902007700504219477</id><published>2008-11-16T01:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T02:19:28.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last first kiss.</title><content type='html'>got tagged again by theCarmen and theQuinee and theNatasha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Do you think you're hot?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Yea i do think im hot. Hotter than you. Pssch! Why? Jealous? Wanna fight huh?&lt;br /&gt;PS: i actually have no comment. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Upload your favourite picture of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SR8Kuh1fdhI/AAAAAAAABLs/7Sg1D7ZdF1E/s1600-h/DSC00753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SR8Kuh1fdhI/AAAAAAAABLs/7Sg1D7ZdF1E/s320/DSC00753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268941883519759890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tadaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Why do you like that picture?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;why cant i ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. When was the last time you ate PIZZA?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Few hours ago actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. The last song you listened to.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Blue Sand by Yunalis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What are you doing right now besides this?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;MSN and you. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. What name could you prefer besides yours?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Why do you even care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People to tag :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Adibah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Bernadette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Navina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Quinee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Who is number 1? - adibah&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My most fav bestest friend. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Number 3 is having a relationship with? - Natasha&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Some hot fella i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Say something about number 5? - Quinee&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; My gay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How about number 4? - Navina&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Some PMS bitch and my personal fav brat! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is number 2? - Bernadette&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Some rempit bitch i spent the whole year sitting beside in class. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numero Dos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Fill the people in below!!&lt;br /&gt;* Answer the questions truthfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;1. Adibah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2. Poh Yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;3. Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;4. Ying Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;5. Aaron Yeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Have you ever danced with number 3? - Nicole&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I guess. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Where did you meet number 5? - Aaron&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; On friendster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Have you ever gotten drunk with number 4? - Ying Wei&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;More like she got drunk and i see her getting drunk. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Have you seen number 2 naked? - Poh Yee&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I dont want to! She'll make me go blind with her whiteness. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Have you ever seen 5 in a swimsuit? - Aaron&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; =O please, no thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Do you like number 1? - Adibah&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love her to bits. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Have you ever met 4s Family? - Ying Wei&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Err i think i saw the mother before. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Do you know 2s middle name? - Poh Yee&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SEXYYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Have you ever eaten anything in front of 3? -Nicole&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Everytime -__- stupid question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you trust number 5? - Aaron&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I would be lying if i say no. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you ever fought with number 1? - Adibah&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Actually, after almost 4 years, i have never ever fought with this darling. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When’s the last time you talked to 3 in person? - Nicole&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I think it was yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Are any of your top 5 family?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Not even one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever done something dangerous with number 1? - Adibah&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Maybe? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever slept in the same bed with number 5? - Aaron&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;=O nooooooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you think 1 and 5 would make a good couple? - Adibah and Aaron&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAHAHAHA! if you want muq to kill aaron, why not? but they still wont make a good couple. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would 3 do anything for you? - Nicole&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nic, would you? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Has 2 ever helped you out? - Poh Yee&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;For the past 3 years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever slept in the same bed as number 4? - Ying Wei&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Idts babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Which have you known the longest?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Adibah (: 4 years and still counting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who have you known the shortest?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aaron. About almost a year already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you had a crush on 1-5?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAHAHA! POH YEEEEEE! no no i have crushes on all of them! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Have you ever done anything illegal with number 4?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Now, have we ying wei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Will 1 - 5 repost this?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;They better. &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ohh today i ate at the japanesse restaurant at hilton. YUMMM. well, not the best zaru soba actually but i was damn good. (: then went to grandmama's house cause no one is the to look after her, so yeahh. And the whole day i was having diarrhea. Bad stomach day man. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oh ohh, guess what? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nana is officially my lala rempit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;remember those love letters you wrote for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i tore it and burnt it all away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-8902007700504219477?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/8902007700504219477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=8902007700504219477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/8902007700504219477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/8902007700504219477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-first-kiss.html' title='last first kiss.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SR8Kuh1fdhI/AAAAAAAABLs/7Sg1D7ZdF1E/s72-c/DSC00753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-8888369091053283171</id><published>2008-11-15T03:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T05:11:18.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant keep you there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SR3Ru5a4hJI/AAAAAAAABLk/mOFy1eReTrs/s1600-h/amani1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268597742711112850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SR3Ru5a4hJI/AAAAAAAABLk/mOFy1eReTrs/s320/amani1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to ; cry by mandy moore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tagged by Lai Poh Yee and Natasha Sin May Kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Starting time : 3.27am&lt;br /&gt;Name : NurAmaniBtMahmudMarzoki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sisters : 1&lt;br /&gt;Brothers : 2&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size : 6,7,8&lt;br /&gt;Height : 160cm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where do you live : Petaling Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Favourite drinks : Caramel Machiato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Favourite breakfast : Hashbrowns and Scramble eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever been on a plane : Yeeeaah&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean : Yeeaah&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school : All the time actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Broken someones heart : Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call : Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails : Ofcourse?&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like : Messy, hectic and full of laundries and junk.&lt;br /&gt;What's right beside you : My phones, TV remote and ipod.&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate : Bubur Ayam McD (:&lt;br /&gt;Ever had chicken pox : Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat : A lot of that coming and going.&lt;br /&gt;Stitches : Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Broken nose : LOL not yet&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight : I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like picnics : Depends on LOCATION LOCATION LOCATION! (:&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you danced with : Friends during karaoke few days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last made you smile : Im not sure. Everyone makes me smile. (:&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at : Hmm not today. Today im in a very good mood. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TODAY DID YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Talk to someone you like : Err yes?&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone : Mummy daddy (:&lt;br /&gt;Get sick : Of people? YES!&lt;br /&gt;Talked to an ex : Nope. I think the last time was few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone : No. Wait, i am lying. But if honestly deeply, very much.&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals : Yes! There is the bear and the round thingy. But not with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed : Some boxes and DUST!&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate : A lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now : 3.39am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RANDOMS:&lt;br /&gt;Q : Is there a person who is on your mind right now : Nope. I am lying again (:&lt;br /&gt;Q : Do you have any siblings : 1 sister and 2 sissys :P&lt;br /&gt;Q : Do you want children : YES! 3 girls 1 boy. (:&lt;br /&gt;Q : Do you smile often : All the time (:&lt;br /&gt;Q : Do you like your hand-writing : Nope. Who does? -___-&lt;br /&gt;Q : Are your toenails painted : Nope but buffed.&lt;br /&gt;Q : Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in : My own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q : What colour shirt are you wearing : White.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What were you doing at 7:00pm yesterday : Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Q: I can't wait to : Go to BANDUNG! nad shop till mother gets broke! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Q: When did you cry last : That is seriously something for me to know and you to find out.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have any pets : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Where is the person you have feelings for right now : Somewhere around. Probably sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Did the last person you held hands with you mean anything to you now? : I cant remember who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on? : Sometimes. Rarely.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now? : Answering your ridiculous questions and watching tivo.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window? : LOL yes.&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth? : I am trying to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father? : I get most of the things i want from Mother but i bully daddy the most. :P&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of? : Myself.&lt;br /&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved? : Depends. Friends? Families? or ...?&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy? : At times.&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex?: LOL which one? the second one, i deleted. The third one's are still in the other computer but it crashed so no pount. haha&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you? : Yeaa. Sometimes i can take things personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How often do you go to church? I dont go to churches.&lt;br /&gt;If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to? : Natasha or Qistina. But for immediate effect, My bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time?: Loud most of the time. Especially when i am with people i know well.&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident?: Indeed i am! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THINGS I WAS DOING 10 YEARS AGO.&lt;br /&gt;1. Cry a lot.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to Zaikarim.&lt;br /&gt;3. Having sweet moments with my first lover, not my boyf thou, Zakuan. :P&lt;br /&gt;4. Got a glass through my right hand.&lt;br /&gt;5. Watch cartoons and go to high teas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THINGS ON MY TO DO LIST TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Bake cookies (unaccomplished)&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to the MadHatters Party (accomplished)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Return storybooks to the library (unaccomplished)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 SNACKS I ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;1. Nachos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Fries.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sandwiches?&lt;br /&gt;4. Potato Chips.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sweets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 THINGS I WOULD DO IF I WERE A BILLIONAIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. First of all, GO ON A VACATION! i need to ease my mind and get away from my life for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to London, Milan, NewYork to shop. (:&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy a yatch or maybe an island.&lt;br /&gt;4. Buy a mansion and move my family in it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Donate 1% of my money to charity. Thats a lot okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 BAD HABBITS&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleep late wake up even later.&lt;br /&gt;2. Spend money without caring the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;3. Stone when people are trying to say something&lt;br /&gt;4. Laugh AT people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Not listening to my mother's crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 PLACES I HAVE LIVED IN&lt;br /&gt;1. Some house in bangsar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Some other house in bangsar&lt;br /&gt;3. Some house in London&lt;br /&gt;4. Some other house in Hyde Park, London&lt;br /&gt;5. My current house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 JOBS I HAVE HAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5  PEOPLE I TAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Khoo Yiqin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Klothilda Lim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Esther Loong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chong Ying Wei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eshton Thomas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tagged by Khoo Yiqin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Are you really ready for 100 questions? - Dont con me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Who's the best kisser you've ever kissed? - None got me heads over heels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Do you believe in God?Ahuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4) Who did you last say "I love you" to? - I cant remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6) What's your ringtone? - Bad Girl (call) &amp;amp; Beautiful Dirty Rich (sms)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7) Have a best friend? - A few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8) Are you a boy or girl? - Lady perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9) How do you want to die? - Honoured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11) What did you last drink? - Green McFizz. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12) Who is your last call? - Qis. But actually by an unknown number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13) Tom from MySpace is about to go to jail, what's your first thought? -  "oh wow?' *goes back to whatever i'll be doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14) Do you have an attitude? - I have a great feeling i do. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16) Ever been in love? - You could say it swept off my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17) How much do you text? - Almost all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18) Like reading? - Depends on the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19) Are you gonna get high later? - Idts baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20) Do you hate anyone at the moment? - Nope! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21) Do you miss someone? - Every momment, every second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22) Twirl or cut your spaghetti? - TWIRRRRL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;23) Who is your best friend's brother's wife's daughter's boyfriend? - My grandson -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;24) Do you tan a lot? - i guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;25) How exactly are you feeling? - Rather bored and down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;26) Ever eat food in a car while someone or your self is driving? - yes yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;27) Do you like someone currently? - Lets not talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;28) Have you ever started a rumor? - Im not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;30) Are Barbie &amp;amp; Ken bad influences on people? - They broke up, BOOOO! go make up and get married!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;31) Do you regret anything from your past? - A lot. But i wouldnt want to change it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;32) What are you listening to? - Nobody by Wonder Girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;33) Do you want to have kids? - YES! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;34) Ever kissed somebody that's name started with an E? - Nope. Why must i care about what letter it starts with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;35) Do you type fast? - I dont know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;36) Do you have piercings? - Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;37) Can you spell? - Can you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;38) Flip flops or sandals? - Heels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;39) What do you miss most about your past? - A lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;40) What are you craving right now? - Chocolate Love only from England -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;41) Is your handphone always hung around you whenever you are? - Define hung around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;42) Do you enjoy going out with the opposite sex friend alone? - Not that i would prefer that than going out with groups but i do enjoy it. More onetoone time. Not to say it is anything personal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;43) Does somebody love you? - Nope. Nobody loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;44) Do you have a good relationship with your parents? - Yes i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;45) Are you secretly liking someone? - Not that secretive anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;46) Do you believe your ex thinks about you? - I wouldnt care but i know one does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;47) Who is your bestest friend? - Bestest? Siti Adibah Norzan. (: my bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;48) Have you ever been betrayed by a best friend? - Once upon a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;49) Your hair color? - Colourless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;50) Is your house big? - Medium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;51) Where is your cat at? - I dont own one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;52) Have you ever walked outside in the rain? - Lots of time, few hours ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;53) Do you think you're a good person? - Im a very mean person. I dont know. Ask my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;54) Do you believe everything happens for a reason? - Ofcourse, destined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;55) Do you take drugs - Now, do YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;56) Last time you had a nice bubble bath? - A very long time already, I need that so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;57) Whats your middle name? - Rockstar ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58) Do you play the Wii? - I dont but i played before and sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;59) How do you feel about Wal-Mart? - Does not even matter, we dont have them in M'sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;60) How long have you had a myspace? - Since form 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;61) Who has inspired you the most? - Family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;62) Favorite line? - " WTF " &amp;amp; " MOTHER CHUCKER! " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;63) How old will you be in 4months? - 15 months plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;64) Are you mean? - At times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;65) Can you keep white shoes clean? - Ask my friends, i never can keep my school shoes white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;66) Do you believe in true love? - Would it matter if you cant find any? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;67) Do you like roller coasters that go upside down? - Like? LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;68) Are you proud of the person you've become? - I am. But not when its the worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;69) Do you like yourself to be change? - I love me for I being myself. But i wouldnt mind changing for the better. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;70) Do you like to be outside? - Depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;71) What are you looking forward to? - Going to Bandung -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;72) Are you bored? - Super.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;73) Do you want to get married? - Would love to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;74) Ever fail a class? - Sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;75) Are you hungry? - More like full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;76) Do you have a bank account? - I think two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;78) What will make you happy? - A lot of things. Especially those unmention ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;79) Would you change your name? - Nope. I love it. But i like the name Adriana but not for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;80) Do you know how to skateboard? - Wouldnt want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tag : Everyone. No, seriously, everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was kinda tiring. with the party and all. nothing much but still i dont have much sleep lately. NEED TO GO ON A VACATION AND SLEEEEP! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*will post up pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bye, darlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Amani.&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/369678888933929910-8888369091053283171?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/8888369091053283171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=8888369091053283171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/8888369091053283171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/8888369091053283171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/cant-keep-you-there.html' title='cant keep you there.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SR3Ru5a4hJI/AAAAAAAABLk/mOFy1eReTrs/s72-c/amani1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-496179611733713028</id><published>2008-11-13T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:16:10.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a series of unfortunate events.</title><content type='html'>currently listening to nobody by wonder girls (:&lt;br /&gt;currently uploading pictures.&lt;br /&gt;currently hungry.&lt;br /&gt;currently talking natashasinmaykay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets see. what happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;well, mother came back at about 3 something. and it was raining but like i care? i was snoring like a pig which im not sure if i even snore like that also. so then, when i was sleeping, there was lightning, thunder and guess what happen? my fuse thingy exploded and i didnt even got woken up by it. (:&lt;br /&gt;so the scariest part is, the fuse box is right below my bed, so what if it went on fire? -___- i'll die man. and guess what happened today? the microwave broke down due to what happened yesterday. LOL &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GAYY! MY MICROWAVE AINT WORKING TOO! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and today, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I GOT LOCKED OUT FROM MY BLARDY HOUSE AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -______-&lt;br /&gt;was on the way back from pyramid when i noticed that i dont have the house key. so does my brother. but sister has the house key but in her car and it was quite shitpaste. so i waited at my house porch from 4.45pm till 6pm. then i went to pick up my brother at sunwaycoll and on the way, i was sleeping. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i did while i was in the car, alone :&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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRwyz0-dIlI/AAAAAAAABK8/ZQk3pHo7kFI/s1600-h/13-11-08_1705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRwyz0-dIlI/AAAAAAAABK8/ZQk3pHo7kFI/s320/13-11-08_1705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268141530091954770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;railways. ;D&lt;br /&gt;*insidejoke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRwy0SmysNI/AAAAAAAABLU/lMeApkETccw/s1600-h/13-11-08_1717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRwy0SmysNI/AAAAAAAABLU/lMeApkETccw/s320/13-11-08_1717.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268141538045767890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRwy0qsgX3I/AAAAAAAABLc/XPEuFcXCWQ0/s1600-h/13-11-08_1731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRwy0qsgX3I/AAAAAAAABLc/XPEuFcXCWQ0/s320/13-11-08_1731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268141544512184178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i find it somehow cool -__-&lt;br /&gt;and sexy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRwy0bZnh9I/AAAAAAAABLM/CHftXtHXNRU/s1600-h/13-11-08_1715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRwy0bZnh9I/AAAAAAAABLM/CHftXtHXNRU/s320/13-11-08_1715.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268141540406429650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRwy0HhHO9I/AAAAAAAABLE/8av6optvqvo/s1600-h/13-11-08_1710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRwy0HhHO9I/AAAAAAAABLE/8av6optvqvo/s320/13-11-08_1710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268141535069158354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ps: that is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;its my sister's.&lt;br /&gt;i need a new one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i want nobody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;nobody but you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;AmaniMarzuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sorry, im getting even more boring by the day at blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-496179611733713028?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/496179611733713028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=496179611733713028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/496179611733713028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/496179611733713028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='a series of unfortunate events.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRwyz0-dIlI/AAAAAAAABK8/ZQk3pHo7kFI/s72-c/13-11-08_1705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-1280916455286182379</id><published>2008-11-11T23:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T02:21:01.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mother CHUCKER! yumm (:</title><content type='html'>lol so lets see.&lt;br /&gt;currently chatting with ROWENAJOFERNANDEZ! =D&lt;br /&gt;currently waiting for the pictures from CARMENLEEKHARYAN! (:&lt;br /&gt;currently singing to when you're looking like that by westlife. (:&lt;br /&gt;currently wearing all red! LOL&lt;br /&gt;currently waiting for gossip girl and lipstick jungle. =D&lt;br /&gt;currently still in the mood for more KARAOKE! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt went out yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;stayed home.&lt;br /&gt;didnt want to spend money. *mommy is so gonna kill me if she finds out about the allowance*&lt;br /&gt;and well pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;that night about 1, my sis was hungry so we decided to go to strawberry fields. it was raining then.&lt;br /&gt;and when we came back, we watched disturbia on tivo.&lt;br /&gt;NOTE : SHIA IS GETTING HOTTER BY THE DAYYY! HOT HOT HOTTT!&lt;br /&gt;PS : CANT WAIT FOR TRANSFORMERS TWO!!&lt;br /&gt;okay, anyways, i couldnt sleep. i slept at 5.45am. -__-&lt;br /&gt;and nat came at 8.45am. so i slept for only 3 hours. MY EYEBAGS WAS LIKE $%^&amp;amp;*&lt;br /&gt;so then ofcourse, i was having a really bad hair day.&lt;br /&gt;went to mid, meet up with priyerraelliehannan at sushi king and borrowed priy's shades to cover up the hair.&lt;br /&gt;so after that nat and i went to gardens fourth floor, waited for everyone till 2. then decided to go in first since everyone was being a princess. -____-&lt;br /&gt;then we started first and along came pohyeecarmennoelle.&lt;br /&gt;then as we were singing, we took the food and along came tiaranavina.&lt;br /&gt;well, nana was having a headache and she was bored so a bit spoil. should have told us earlier, we would help you out or something right?&lt;br /&gt;so, after karaoke-ing, we went to find nana's fedora. TORTURE I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;my leg was technically dying that time as we walk in circles. then went to bittersweet where she finally bought her fedora and it was quite cheap compared to the rest.&lt;br /&gt;so came back home and went online for a while. after getting so pissed off about somepeople(s) today, i decided to go to sleep. but i woke up back at 9. so nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARMEN, IM WAITING FOR THE PICTURES DARLING! &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i close my eyes, pretending to not see the truth.&lt;br /&gt;but the truth is, i cant handle the truth. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;AmaniMarzuki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-1280916455286182379?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/1280916455286182379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=1280916455286182379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1280916455286182379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/1280916455286182379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/mother-chucker-yumm.html' title='mother CHUCKER! yumm (:'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-3277483669663361974</id><published>2008-11-10T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T01:22:30.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im trying.</title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you a story.&lt;br /&gt;a story a lot of you do not know.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MEET MR X !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think you have noticed that i blocked you. well, now you know.&lt;br /&gt;this is not a game so that i can torture you or something. it hurts even more for me.&lt;br /&gt;and i know i told you that i would not blog about you or this, but i just had to. cause i dont want to face you on MSN just yet. so please understand and dont get mad or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought you were the rebound guy. cause before i started talking to you, i just got off a really bad relaitionship. but little as i know, i fell inlove with you. corny as it sounds, its the real deal. and the thing is, it is very hard for me to even let go after what happened that day.&lt;br /&gt;i actually finally realised something. after talking to *insertnamehere* i realised that i deserve to stand up for myself. and the worst part is that, i let you heart me over and over again. i do believe in karma and i think this is the way i am punished after whatever that happened with the one before. and i know i should not block you, but the way you have been treating me hurts. i mean i understand that you treat all the other girls the same, but please understand how to respect my feelings. you need to respect my feelings cause i respected your choice. i know i have the right to hate, but i dont want to. it hurts every single time i talk to you. you know, i used to cry over little things and over guys, but this time i cried so little but hurt even more. i keep on telling myslef how sucky you were and you are not worth my time and effort but i just wont listen to myself. now actually, i am going to take my time to get over you and unblock you and start talking to you. i can put my feelings aside and focus on something even more real. im sorry if you think im torturing you or something. i had fun last time putting messages on my PM to you, but now im not torturing you okay. im just trying to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" in order to be even happier, put away things that does not make you feel so. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;AmaniMarzuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ihopeyouunderstand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ily,darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-3277483669663361974?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/3277483669663361974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=3277483669663361974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3277483669663361974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/3277483669663361974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-trying.html' title='im trying.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-2216991249187352042</id><published>2008-11-08T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T17:20:22.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i remember when.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRVMZjZBJAI/AAAAAAAABKo/BhKYtpCDo2s/s1600-h/the_kiss_by_jking1972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRVMZjZBJAI/AAAAAAAABKo/BhKYtpCDo2s/s400/the_kiss_by_jking1972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266199341160276994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good afternoon sunshines.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, new link. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so, please do relink okay darlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i have a lot of new things.&lt;br /&gt;new link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;new second number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some other things not to be mention on this blog. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder who voted for superawesomerockinglove? LOL&lt;br /&gt;its lame -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RANDOM THOUGHTS OF THE DAY ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;last year when nicole, christine and i went karaoke-ing. remember babes? LOL how fun. remember the in song was barbie girl. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;noelle got even heavier since early of the year. but she is still light enough for me to piggy back for the ice breaker in the GM of interact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;wonders when the hell can i go to freaking bandung. mother likes to delay it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;should i or should i not go to the spirit night. it would be cool but idts i want to go. cause well, i want my own prom to be the only prom i go to. LOL making it special (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i need to work like seriously. my 250 ringgit i got last week is currently 30 ringgit only. i can die like this. wait till mother finds out. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;thinking of how to do natasha's birthday karaoke party. need to organise and confirm everyone. this is just a small event and i cant think. Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;how lazy i am to reply all my comments on friendster and myspace. thank god no one posted anything up on my facebook. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i consumed too much of chocolates today already.  so sorry to whoever i will call tonight. cause i will be super hyper. -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRVYMbBEufI/AAAAAAAABKw/cADWHJvG8_w/s1600-h/cheryl%27s+pictures+176.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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRVYMbBEufI/AAAAAAAABKw/cADWHJvG8_w/s320/cheryl%27s+pictures+176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266212309713598962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;AmaniMarzuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;you are not ready for me.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-2216991249187352042?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/2216991249187352042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=2216991249187352042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2216991249187352042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/2216991249187352042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-remember-when.html' title='i remember when.'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SRVMZjZBJAI/AAAAAAAABKo/BhKYtpCDo2s/s72-c/the_kiss_by_jking1972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-6538067616293743496</id><published>2008-11-03T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:09:25.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGGEH!</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/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SQ7pSG45lDI/AAAAAAAABKQ/jm5VbG_QMGA/s1600-h/13112007294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SQ7pSG45lDI/AAAAAAAABKQ/jm5VbG_QMGA/s200/13112007294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264401511738872882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;exactly a year ago. (:&lt;br /&gt;how much we have changed.&lt;br /&gt;i still lovers my christinechooweishan.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been tagged by 3 awesome people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, tagged by lohawk and banana (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How you do the Letter Meme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear (the last person who left a comment on your blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___.I think I realized it when ___2______3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___. I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory. You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___.___12___.&lt;br /&gt;Loves;&lt;br /&gt;-Your name-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: You are so lifeless, ___13___, -The name of the person that tagged you-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's the color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I'll join the monastery&lt;br /&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;br /&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;br /&gt;Other - I'm in love with your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;January - That night&lt;br /&gt;February - Last year&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;May - First of May&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;br /&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;br /&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;br /&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;br /&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kebab - With Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What's the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Red - Insult&lt;br /&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the color of your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;br /&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;br /&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;br /&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;br /&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;br /&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - Scarred&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;br /&gt;American Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;br /&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;br /&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;White - Your ring&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;br /&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;br /&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;br /&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;br /&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;br /&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;br /&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;br /&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;br /&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;br /&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;br /&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;br /&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;br /&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;br /&gt;France - In pain&lt;br /&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your favorite activities when hanging out with mates?&lt;br /&gt;Gathering for drinks - Ugly pig&lt;br /&gt;Foosball - Silly duck&lt;br /&gt;Shopping - French kisser&lt;br /&gt;Dulging for food - Cranky banana&lt;br /&gt;Movies - Smelly armpits&lt;br /&gt;Snacks - Horny wolf&lt;br /&gt;Snooker - Tiny nipples&lt;br /&gt;Bowling - Sexy grandmother&lt;br /&gt;Outdoor activities - Vain pot&lt;br /&gt;Having a long talk - Nose plucker&lt;br /&gt;Taking pictures - Dumb bitch&lt;br /&gt;Other - Burn yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Flora,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;our horoscope doesn't match&lt;/span&gt;.I think I realized it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When we skinny dipped &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;at the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;pull the clothes off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the crazy monk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm sure you're &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;enough to understand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;how boring you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm returning &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the cut toenails &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but I'll keep &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;your photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as a memory. You should also know that I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;always have felt dirty before a new life as a clone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves;&lt;br /&gt;Amani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P/S: You are so lifeless, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;french kissers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, Yiqin and Joanna.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also another tag by my sexy NATASHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A. Attached or Single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;B. Best Friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Adiiiiibah (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;C. Cake or pie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;D. Day of choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Friday or Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;E. Essential item?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Cell or maybe internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;F. Favorite colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Red ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;G. Gummy bears or worms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Bears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;H. Hometown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- London ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I. Favorite indulgence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- CHOCOLATESSSSSS and MORE CHOCOLATESSSS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;J. January or July?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;K. Kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Cute lil MOTHER CHUCKERS! &gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;L. Life isn’t complete without?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;M. Marriage date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- 1st September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;N. Number of brothers and sisters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- 2 gay fellas, 1 chick turn whuuut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;O. Oranges or Apples?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Oranges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;P. Phobias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Cockroaches and clowns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Q. Quotes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- any amazing quotes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;R. Reasons to smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Friends, families and the guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;S. Season of choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Winter and Autumn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;T. Tag 5 people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;- Navina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;- Yiqin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;- Eshter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;- Flora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;- YingWei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;U. Unknown fact about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- I love all genres of movies, most of them. and and likes flowery stuff. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;V. Vegetable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Spinach. POPPEYE! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;W. Worst habit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Cursing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;X. X-ray or Ultrasound?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;-Ultrasound. They say its awesome and cooling (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Y. Your favorite type of food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- anything edible for me. i love curry mee and sushi (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Z. Zodiac sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- VIRGO BABY! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, thats it. (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks to you, you anddd you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;OH BTW,&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU SEEN MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;EVAN BEVERWIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;? =/&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR HIM FOR A LONG TIME ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE CONTACT ME IF YOU DO.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;AmaniMarzuki&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&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/369678888933929910-6538067616293743496?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/6538067616293743496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=6538067616293743496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6538067616293743496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/369678888933929910/posts/default/6538067616293743496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagggeh.html' title='TAGGGEH!'/><author><name>MrsJohnL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/TTyLc6pDYlI/AAAAAAAABeg/OpfFyh6y3Bk/s220/DSCN1631.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMBkSgAA_tM/SQ7pSG45lDI/AAAAAAAABKQ/jm5VbG_QMGA/s72-c/13112007294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369678888933929910.post-853713531930405359</id><published>2008-11-02T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:39:57.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*burp*</title><content type='html'>this is what happens when i get insulted and tell a friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;♥ [08] Sober enough. says:&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;♥ [08] Sober enough. says:&lt;br /&gt;barbeque his ass&lt;br /&gt;♥ [08] Sober enough. says:&lt;br /&gt;grill his balls&lt;br /&gt;♥ [08] Sober enough. says:&lt;br /&gt;fry his dick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Marzuki #6. says:&lt;br /&gt;O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;♥ [08] Sober enough. says:&lt;br /&gt;BURN HIS MIPPLE&lt;br /&gt;♥ [08] Sober enough. says:&lt;br /&gt;*NIPPLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marzuki #6. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Marzuki #6. says:&lt;br /&gt;what else?&lt;br /&gt;Marzuki #6. says:&lt;br /&gt;braid his pubic hair?&lt;br /&gt;Marzuki #6. says:&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;♥ [08] Sober enough. says:&lt;br /&gt;no no too prissy&lt;br /&gt;♥ [08] Sober enough. says:&lt;br /&gt;shave it off and sell it on ebay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Marzuki #6. says:&lt;br /&gt;WOAHHH&lt;br /&gt;Marzuki #6. says:&lt;br /&gt;no no&lt;br /&gt;Marzuki #6. says:&lt;br /&gt;later i wont untung at all!&lt;br /&gt;Marzuki #6. says:&lt;br /&gt;my money will go negatives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥ [08] Sober enough. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH YEAHH WEYH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehh now you go feel the burn asshole -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank you for visiting neways (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;amanimarzuki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/369678888933929910-853713531930405359?l=causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://causeimdancinginthemoonlighttonight.blogspot.com/feeds/853713531930405359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=369678888933929910&amp;postID=853713531930405359' title='0 
