<?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-2405881749094832824</id><updated>2012-01-31T06:49:08.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photographymarathon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>219</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-1298578215002359805</id><published>2012-01-31T06:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T06:49:08.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lil ones..</title><content type='html'>congratulations to my dear cousin &amp; hubby, wan nur saliha &amp; md hafriz on the 4wks old lil one that is one his/her way.. such a happy news to start this fresh tuesday! thank you for sharing and spreading the wonderful glorious news.. huhu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. it's like baby booming time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-1298578215002359805?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/1298578215002359805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2012/01/lil-ones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1298578215002359805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1298578215002359805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2012/01/lil-ones.html' title='lil ones..'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-2511434108535291956</id><published>2012-01-24T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T23:28:24.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life.</title><content type='html'>we always start with a smile or a simple hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually, we end it all with an unfortunate goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-2511434108535291956?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/2511434108535291956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2012/01/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2511434108535291956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2511434108535291956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2012/01/life.html' title='life.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8161500093778821023</id><published>2012-01-21T11:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T11:36:13.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally..</title><content type='html'>oh finally.. there's an iphone app for blogger! geez. that took awhile. or maybe it just took me awhile to realise it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed my sony vivaz. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. yesterday was nose block and headache, today stomachache? whatssup! did i ate something wrong? ohwell, whats new. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later going out w love &amp; his sis. for a short lunch plus movie date. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! today im on leave! looking at the traffic posts at woodlands checkpoint on facebook, thank god im on leave! hahaha.. but nothing truly lasts, im going to be back to work in the morning tmr. hah. so no motivation! it's a long weekend due to cny, thus, almost everyone in sg is running across the border i guess? pfft, whats new anyways.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahhh stomachache.. ))):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8161500093778821023?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8161500093778821023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2012/01/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8161500093778821023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8161500093778821023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2012/01/finally.html' title='finally..'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-7162160482130319593</id><published>2010-12-25T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T22:21:20.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger app.</title><content type='html'>Why doesn't iphone has a blogger app? Is there any? My laptop's a goner. Hais.. Zzzz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-7162160482130319593?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/7162160482130319593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/12/blogger-app.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7162160482130319593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7162160482130319593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/12/blogger-app.html' title='Blogger app.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-5740764550660665330</id><published>2010-10-07T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T19:37:02.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot</title><content type='html'>A lot a lot has happened and yet again, i'm too lazy to update.. Zzz.. My blog is unofficially dead. Blame it on my laptop. Hmph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-5740764550660665330?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/5740764550660665330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/10/lot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5740764550660665330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5740764550660665330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/10/lot.html' title='A lot'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-2908213700371307941</id><published>2010-09-30T03:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T03:55:17.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>And so, that's how you feel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-2908213700371307941?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/2908213700371307941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2908213700371307941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2908213700371307941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-7777030795939217187</id><published>2010-09-22T11:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T11:25:47.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>There's something wrong with me these few days.. I can't think right. I get overly sensitive. I get easily insecure. Dear me, please cheer up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-7777030795939217187?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/7777030795939217187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/09/feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7777030795939217187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7777030795939217187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/09/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-6006763807719532232</id><published>2010-09-06T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T00:50:04.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/TIPKKNfcaqI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/UqSiMxUCJLo/s1600/DSC03501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/TIPKKNfcaqI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/UqSiMxUCJLo/s320/DSC03501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513472645600668322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Randomly read this off the net.. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the girl in your heart, not in your mind. If you base your  relationship on feelings, it will fail for there are ups &amp;amp; downs in  feelings. Girls are there to be loved, not toyed around.&lt;p&gt;Love  her for who she is. Don't even think about changing any bit about her. 6  billion people in this world &amp;amp; 6 billion different personalities.  She's special &amp;amp; she will stay that way. You change any part of her,  you'll change her forever. Don't substitute her for anyone else, they  are just unique in their own ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love whole-heartedly.  She sacrificed a lot for you so you'd better really treasure her. She  could have just got up &amp;amp; date a so much more dashing guy in town but  she chose you instead all because of love. So love her guys, not play  with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't just get the girl to beg you to stay or  whatsoever. If you're with her, love her. Don't cause a strain in the  relationship, you'll end up loving each other out of pity or charity,  that's not respecting love at all. Respect love the way it is &amp;amp;  everything will be the best it can be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't expect  perfection from her. She's the only one in the world &amp;amp; she's done  the best she could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like another girl while you're in a  relationship? Then I think it's time you remain single for a while.  Don't go around breaking girls' hearts, it's the most tragic thing to  do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tell the truth, never hide anything from her. If you  want her to tell you everything, do the same. Don't go calling other  girls "honey" or "darling", how would it feel if your girl calls other  guys the same way? Be faithful, enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Socialise  only when you're single. You socialise &amp;amp; flirt around is to get the  girl of your dreams. Get it over when she's already yours, don't ask  for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It never kills to be romantic. Think, be  flexible. Getting that diamond ring isn't the only gift for her. Be  realistic, she's human &amp;amp; she lives life just like you. Something  sweet &amp;amp; simple always get the job done. Money doesn't exist between  couples, it's the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never promise her that you'll love  her forever because your forever might end the next day. Love her as if  each day is the last.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sweet talks only apply for singles,  not for attached guys. Do that &amp;amp; you'll really break your girl's  heart. Isn't good being too well-known too, it'll give her a sense of  insecurity. Remember, INSECURITY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Promise her &amp;amp; make  sure you never break it. Swear to her &amp;amp; make sure you keep it.  Pledge your love to her &amp;amp; her alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Loving her is  giving her your heart to break it but trusting her not to. Instead,  she'll cherish it &amp;amp; protect it. That's love. Give her your heart,  your life, your everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lay down your life &amp;amp;  prepare to die for her when the need arises. But stay strong &amp;amp; live  through another day, she can never live without you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never,  ever walk out of her life. She won't just cry her heart out &amp;amp; carry  on living as per normal, she'd die. It's her heart that you've broken,  how would you ever know how she feels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Winning a girl's  heart isn't the final victory. Don't leave her once you've won her love.  Love her all the way till the end of time, love her till marriage, love  her till old age, love her till death. If you can love her till the end  of time, you've earned the honor &amp;amp; respect for you've truly loved  her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She chose you because she believes that you can  fulfill your promise. Win her heart &amp;amp; love her over. Remember, the  girl isn't a trophy for display, she's someone to love, not to show off  to your "friends". Stay humble yet proud that she's the one for you.  Respect her for the way she is, never despise her &amp;amp; never mistreat  her, never even think of toying with her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-6006763807719532232?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/6006763807719532232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/09/randoms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6006763807719532232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6006763807719532232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/09/randoms.html' title='Randoms.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/TIPKKNfcaqI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/UqSiMxUCJLo/s72-c/DSC03501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-6265900894969346103</id><published>2010-09-01T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T01:28:01.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] ..</title><content type='html'>What is wrong with me? I can&amp;#39;t think straight and i can&amp;#39;t think right.. I can&amp;#39;t even do things right.. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-6265900894969346103?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/6265900894969346103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/09/vivaz_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6265900894969346103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6265900894969346103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/09/vivaz_01.html' title='[vivaz] ..'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-6917326457850192550</id><published>2010-09-01T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T00:59:02.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] ..</title><content type='html'>Aku bodoh. Selalu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-6917326457850192550?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/6917326457850192550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/09/vivaz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6917326457850192550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6917326457850192550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/09/vivaz.html' title='[vivaz] ..'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-4867815587178709013</id><published>2010-06-25T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T22:45:39.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] drools.</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;ve just realised something. Ever since i got my braces on, i&amp;#39;ve occasionally been drooling as i sleep quite often. oh my god..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-4867815587178709013?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/4867815587178709013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/06/vivaz-drools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/4867815587178709013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/4867815587178709013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/06/vivaz-drools.html' title='[vivaz] drools.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-3697121969622893162</id><published>2010-06-23T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T00:05:48.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] storms.</title><content type='html'>Hate stormy weathers.&lt;br&gt;Bright lightnings flashes!&lt;br&gt;Loud thunders roars!&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ll just hide under my blanket and curl up one corner. Maybe i&amp;#39;ll fall asleep eventually somehow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-3697121969622893162?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/3697121969622893162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/06/vivaz-storms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3697121969622893162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3697121969622893162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/06/vivaz-storms.html' title='[vivaz] storms.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8277499840698115453</id><published>2010-06-06T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T19:36:15.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] at home.</title><content type='html'>A short conversation between me, my sister and my dad at home, before i left for work.&lt;p&gt;Sis: &amp;#39;there&amp;#39;s something different about you..&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;#39;what thing?&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;Sis: &amp;#39;something uhhh..&amp;#39; *staring at my face while thinking*&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;#39;mmmm.. my teeth eh?&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;Sis: &amp;#39;ya!&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;#39;haha.. ya, now front looks straightened..&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;Sis: &amp;#39;mm,. look like rabbit uh.&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;Me: &amp;#39;no! where got..&amp;#39; *looks at dad and ask..* &amp;#39;ayah, adik say my teeth look like rabbit.. no right??&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;Dad: &amp;#39;no la.. where got look like rabbit..&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;Me: (: *turns to sis* &amp;#39;see.. not like rabbit..&amp;#39; :P&lt;br&gt;Dad: &amp;#39;look like (tikus)mouse..&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;Sis: &amp;#39;hahahaha!&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;Me: =.=&amp;quot; thanks uhhh..&lt;p&gt;Heh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8277499840698115453?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8277499840698115453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/06/vivaz-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8277499840698115453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8277499840698115453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/06/vivaz-at-home.html' title='[vivaz] at home.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-697278398739088741</id><published>2010-06-06T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T14:51:34.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] mm..</title><content type='html'>Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-697278398739088741?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/697278398739088741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/06/vivaz-mm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/697278398739088741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/697278398739088741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/06/vivaz-mm.html' title='[vivaz] mm..'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-942379718145269307</id><published>2010-06-06T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T10:31:52.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] jealousy.</title><content type='html'>Jealousy is a deadly poison. Haizz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-942379718145269307?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/942379718145269307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/06/vivaz-jealousy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/942379718145269307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/942379718145269307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/06/vivaz-jealousy.html' title='[vivaz] jealousy.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-3836211837752384231</id><published>2010-05-28T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T20:02:53.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] in love.</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to tell the online world that i am deeply in love. In love with just this one guy by the name of muhammad fadhil bin mohamed zin. Thank you for being with me, being by my side always. I love you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-3836211837752384231?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/3836211837752384231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3836211837752384231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3836211837752384231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-in-love.html' title='[vivaz] in love.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8017823352664210300</id><published>2010-05-27T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T23:17:57.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] in pain.</title><content type='html'>At the moment, the only most excrutiating painful part of braces is the tooth extractions. My experience. I really ain&amp;#39;t too fond of injections, what more dental injections due to past dental operation incident. So much so... Regret regret. Regret pushing love out of the room, pretending i am that strong, pushing him away when he wanted to physically be there to support me. Dumb move as it was too painful. Really much. Cried so much, the nurses and doctor had to sayang sayang and hush hush me to calm me down. Once the numb is gone, the pain comes back. At the moment, painkillers are a must. And the bleeding just simply don&amp;#39;t want to end. Haizz. Well, it&amp;#39;s something i have to go through with, all the way i shall go then.&lt;p&gt;Thank you love for accompanying me and everything all. Staying with me at home for that while, even for that few hrs, it means way too much to me, despite the fact that you&amp;#39;re tired and sleep and hot, pespiring way much due to my low fan. Hugs. Appreciate it a lot for the every bit you&amp;#39;ve done for me. Love you so much.&lt;p&gt;Chances are i&amp;#39;m using the 2days mc, well, i shall see how if the pain comes back tomorrow.. With nenek at home, i feel very much pampered. Loving this. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8017823352664210300?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8017823352664210300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-in-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8017823352664210300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8017823352664210300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-in-pain.html' title='[vivaz] in pain.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-7361873208639403735</id><published>2010-05-22T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:30:53.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] in love again.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes the little things you do, changes the whole mood. Sometimes the little things you do, touches the heart. Sometimes the little things you do, makes me fall in love you over &amp;amp; over again, deeper &amp;amp; deeper.&lt;p&gt;Seeing you playing the guitar while singing at the yamaha music store.. I don&amp;#39;t know. It&amp;#39;s amazing. I feel such an overwhelming and an amazing feeling like as though i&amp;#39;ve fell in love with you over again. Wow. My dearest talented love. I love you. I&amp;#39;m very much grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-7361873208639403735?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/7361873208639403735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-in-love-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7361873208639403735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7361873208639403735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-in-love-again.html' title='[vivaz] in love again.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-2699167605258719116</id><published>2010-05-13T06:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T06:07:46.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] not enough.</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m just not doing enough for you.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not showing you i love you enough.&lt;br&gt;Simply it all ain&amp;#39;t enough.&lt;br&gt;For you to feel like i took you for granted.&lt;br&gt;For you to suggest such a thing.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m such a disappointment.&lt;p&gt;Sadly, i&amp;#39;m trying to do my best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-2699167605258719116?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/2699167605258719116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-not-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2699167605258719116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2699167605258719116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-not-enough.html' title='[vivaz] not enough.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-7046498221849699894</id><published>2010-05-13T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:14:17.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] ..</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m just stupid. Plain stupid for making my own lover feel such a way. Dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-7046498221849699894?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/7046498221849699894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7046498221849699894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7046498221849699894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz.html' title='[vivaz] ..'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-1066824192012485680</id><published>2010-05-12T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:19:35.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] iphone. sick.</title><content type='html'>Well well.. I think i caught sickness from love and the inconsistent weather. My throat is in pain, having dry coughs. My nose practically wants to run away. My head feels like it&amp;#39;s going to split. Oww.. &lt;p&gt;But still, now i&amp;#39;m on bus 39, on my way to meet love at woodlands and off to work. Despite the looks that it could be raining any time but yet the humidity level high.. I&amp;#39;m wearing 3 layers of clothing. Insane. But feeling this bit unwell, i like to feel nice and warm. Heh.&lt;p&gt;Anw, during the 2nd night shift which just ended yesterday morning, love&amp;#39;s nokia hp start to give way. It&amp;#39;s serious gone nuts. Love&amp;#39;s been smsing with alien and half written msgs. Haha. Which was funny though. So, that&amp;#39;s that. Love got to get a new hp. And since he&amp;#39;s been crazy about iphone, iphone it is that we agreed to get for him. After work, much rest at my place, at his place, then in the evening, we head off to vivo starhub. Renewed his starhub mobile contract and got him his brand new iphone. He got me a sony ericsson vivaz. I got him an iphone. Cool. (: Love deserves a good phone. Hugs.&lt;p&gt;Enjoy, baby.&lt;br&gt;Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-1066824192012485680?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/1066824192012485680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-iphone-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1066824192012485680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1066824192012485680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-iphone-sick.html' title='[vivaz] iphone. sick.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-2217013159702645420</id><published>2010-05-09T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T18:40:31.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] report.</title><content type='html'>This morning had my braces dental appointment at about 1015am, which i was already running late for. Well, i took 358 from home. But something happened which caught me and the bunch of passengers off-guard. The bus driver made a straight drive to downtown without turning right into the interchange. Then, when the driver realised so, he tried to return back. This is what even shocked me more. The driver made an illegal u-turn just after the downtown east junction, hitting the side curb, then went up the traffic light curb and was inches away from hitting the traffic light pole against the bus glass windows. My god.. It&amp;#39;s a freaking bus! Not a car! What on earth is the bloody driver thinking? What if the bus unable to make the turn and topple off?? Such a dangerous move. Endangering the bus passengers! He could have followed the 354 route for a safe, proper turn out. Ugh. Such an insane move. What a bus driver.. Dangerous. Seriously..&lt;p&gt;SBS8661R, 1020hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-2217013159702645420?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/2217013159702645420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-report.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2217013159702645420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2217013159702645420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-report.html' title='[vivaz] report.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-358262258785775527</id><published>2010-05-08T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:16:41.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] sickly weather.</title><content type='html'>These few days more and more people tend to easily fall ill due to the extreme weather. It's either very wet or very dry, hot. Working in unpredictable counters with unpredictable and uncontrollable air-con temperature really does not help much. And since now, the commander had some loose circuits expecting the car counter officers to go out and in counter to check passports then clear them for almost every car, cold counters versus hot weather. In out in out, cold hot cold hot. I mean, whom won't fall sick, making it even unreasonable of this woodlands commander, officers are not allowed to drink while on duty. So, we'd just be in thirst for the hours that we are working. So, where's the welfare? What more stupidity, enforced rules can this commander of our woodlands checkpoint have in mind to make the ground officers suffer? Hmm... &lt;p&gt;This is bullshit. I don't particularly care, i'll drink in the counter when i want to or whatever nots. It's basic human rights. We need to drink even more especially in such a weather to keep or maintain from falling too sick. Unlike the commander enjoying behind the desk, doing whatever he wants and however he wants, enforcing rules without knowing how counter work is like at all. Just dumb. I have so much of angst about the stupidity, we, ground officers have to face thanks to the very much knowledgeable yet no-welfare woodlands commander. And he's not even pure Singaporean. Pfft. But, i'll leave to pour out more of my angst on written words on blog another time, i guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anw, rest well, love. His cough is simply getting worse. Hais. Worried.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tummy aching. It's been weeks. Ugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recent May Birthday Wishes.&lt;br /&gt;5 may - Muhammad Izzuddin, Din.&lt;br /&gt;7 may - Matthew Yen, Matt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it's mothers' day. Happy Mother's Day. Thank you, mothers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-358262258785775527?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/358262258785775527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-sickly-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/358262258785775527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/358262258785775527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-sickly-weather.html' title='[vivaz] sickly weather.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8379716415342357960</id><published>2010-05-07T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:09:58.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] worry.</title><content type='html'>Love is sick again. He have yet to fully recover previously, and the meds have finished. Hais.. Worry so much for him.&lt;p&gt;We&amp;#39;ll get new meds k, love? Hugs.&lt;br&gt;Love you so much, dear.&lt;br&gt;Only you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8379716415342357960?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8379716415342357960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-worry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8379716415342357960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8379716415342357960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-worry.html' title='[vivaz] worry.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8210606675048591295</id><published>2010-05-06T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:09:08.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] no comments.</title><content type='html'>06may2010&lt;p&gt;1832hrs&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m now on the way with love and his mom to pick keys for his long-awaited bike, x1r. We were at pasir ris park hdb rental bangalow, which love&amp;#39;s mom rented for the week as his two indonesian relatives, teen boys were in town, as in visiting singapore for a couple of weeks. Coolness. &lt;p&gt;Just now in noon, we went downtown east and watched iron man 2, which was uber cool. The technology was superb, fantastic, amazing, wooowww.. I like. Such great technology is really inspiring, not impossible though.. Still, wow. I&amp;#39;m awed. Still awed.&lt;p&gt;After we got back to bangalow, while waiting for love&amp;#39;s mom and the others to be back with food, we played with bubbles and oldie-classic styrofoam planes. Feeling so kiddy and giggly. Hee. Fun. Wee.. (:&lt;p&gt;2100hrs&lt;br&gt;At home now. Love just sent me home. I feel like crying. Hais. I feel like you will never trust me enough to make my own decision, letting me deal with my own consequences. I&amp;#39;m grown up and i can think for myself, thank you very much. The things i do, what i do, why i do it, how i do it, it&amp;#39;s something you might never understand or open up to try to understand. Either or, i feel caged up. I&amp;#39;m tired. At times, i just really don&amp;#39;t want to care. Cause it&amp;#39;s bullshit. Sorry for the language, i&amp;#39;m just letting it out. Hais..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8210606675048591295?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8210606675048591295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-no-comments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8210606675048591295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8210606675048591295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-no-comments.html' title='[vivaz] no comments.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-142055426786169592</id><published>2010-05-05T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T02:04:50.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] hot day..</title><content type='html'>04may2010&lt;p&gt;1300hrs&lt;br&gt;Damn! The weather is a scorching killer. It&amp;#39;s at the peak noon and so is the sun. Burnn.. And where&amp;#39;s my bus 39.. Please come soon, i&amp;#39;m melting. Haha..&lt;p&gt;Mm.. Now blogging has been easier. I&amp;#39;m updating my notes and load it to blog any time. Cools. So most likely, my blog will be well updated, i guess. And i just missed my bus 39 while concerntrating on typing this. Ugh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-142055426786169592?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/142055426786169592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-hot-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/142055426786169592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/142055426786169592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-hot-day.html' title='[vivaz] hot day..'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-2958315700904445367</id><published>2010-05-04T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T01:03:14.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] driving go go..</title><content type='html'>27april2010 &lt;p&gt;1005hrs&lt;br&gt;Well, i&amp;#39;m currently in bus 25, otw to cdc for my ftt. No panic, no anxiety, not much anticipation either. Mm.. Maybe i&amp;#39;m just worried about love. These few days he ain&amp;#39;t feeling too good and it got worse last night at work. He starting vomitting such. It&amp;#39;s rather painfully to see him like this. Hugs. The entire night he had been coughing badly and even vomitted once. I guess it&amp;#39;s good i&amp;#39;m much of a light sleeper. At least i&amp;#39;d be much aware and be there for him as much as i possibly can. In times like this, i want to be the one there with him, for him, taking care of him. It&amp;#39;s hard to leave him alone when he&amp;#39;s all sick. *sigh* i&amp;#39;m not at my tip top health either.. Flu bug, dry cough and mild headache.. But it&amp;#39;s nothing much to worry. Simply could be cure with plenty of water, panadol and loads of love. Haha.. &lt;p&gt;Love, do get well soon. Don&amp;#39;t be stubborn and do stay at home and rest til you get better. Hugs. I love you very much, dear.&lt;p&gt;1050hrs&lt;br&gt;Alright, i had just finished my ftt, and i passed! first time and i passed. hehe. (: awesome. Next up, tp. Now, i&amp;#39;m otw back to love&amp;#39;s hse and accompany him to the doc before i go to work in the afternoon. Poor love. I think he&amp;#39;s still asleep since i left him just now. Hugs. &lt;p&gt;Anw, i dyed my hair about 3days ago, the evening before going for my 2nd night shift, after so long my hair being left undyed and black. Heh. And the turned out color is surprisingly nice and ... Obvious. I was curious about the liese foam dye, so i bought a sweet pink color. And the color was brighter than expected but nice. It&amp;#39;s almost the usual hair color i would dye in the past. Finally, dyed hair. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-2958315700904445367?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/2958315700904445367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-driving-go-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2958315700904445367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2958315700904445367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-driving-go-go.html' title='[vivaz] driving go go..'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-3466385049469072401</id><published>2010-05-04T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:54:39.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] another day..</title><content type='html'>26april2010&lt;p&gt;1041hrs&lt;br&gt;Rather feeling blagggh at the moment. I wanted to update my blog, but i got too lazy. Ended up updating my notes on my vivaz, pretending it to be my blog. Oh how i wish that vivaz has an apps to sync my notes to my online blog. Oh well, i pretty sure there is, but i just have to go and find it. One word: moodless. Next word: lazy. Hais...&lt;p&gt;Just now, initially diba wanted to meet up but in the end we didnt coz both had no destination or motive. So we decided to wait after payday. And how she said was &amp;#39;We shall ignore each other til payday. So we shall miss each other more..&amp;#39; Heh. I guess we shall wait til then. Haha..&lt;p&gt;1302hrs&lt;br&gt;Love, i&amp;#39;ve changed much of my living lifestyle. For me, for you, for us. I hope you know this.&lt;p&gt;1329hrs&lt;br&gt;Now i&amp;#39;m in bus 168, otw to woodlands. Meet up with love and go work together. The weather is seriously wet and cold. It&amp;#39;s raining so heavily, time to time with its share of lightnings and thunders. *shivers* I ain&amp;#39;t too fond of bright lightnings and loud thunders, scares the nuts out of me. I would just feel like hiding behind someone or something real bad. At home, i&amp;#39;d just curl up in a ball and hide under my blanket, til it sounds safe enough to go out. Really ain&amp;#39;t fond of being alone on such scary weather either. *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-3466385049469072401?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/3466385049469072401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3466385049469072401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3466385049469072401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/05/vivaz-another-day.html' title='[vivaz] another day..'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-892238597349655192</id><published>2010-04-30T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T20:13:14.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] review.</title><content type='html'>24april2010&lt;p&gt;Just after 1st night shift, going into 2nd night shift in a few hrs time. Well, it is noon at the mmt.&lt;br&gt;A little review on my new sony.e vivaz phone. Here goes.. &lt;br&gt;Its main highlight is the camera and video function with 8.1mpixel plus HD quality. Volume for video is rather sensitive depending on the surrounding, could be rather soft, but the image wise, be it photo or video, quality is very much satisfying. (:&lt;br&gt;In terms of applications in vivaz, is very much limited. By default, there was no preloaded games and few applications. Much of which the applications have to be manually googled or searched on to be downloaded. Though vivaz do share the same mobile platform as sony.e satio, both only share selected applications. The great thing about vivaz under starhub plan is that starhubtv mobile is preloaded into the phone which awesome. Though it may not provide with mtv, hbo, axn or so, channels like disney, animax, national geog., history is quite appealing too. Plus, starhubtv mobile charges $1 on top of the starhub bill, with 0 data charges. This i have yet to confirm once i get my first bill for this new line. If true, awesome! Tv on a go, not as great as china phones than view local and international tv channels but it&amp;#39;s still something to smile about. (:&lt;br&gt;Alright, that&amp;#39;s all for now. I&amp;#39;m rather tired and sleepy. Ought to get my nap time for the 2nd night shift in a few hours time. &lt;p&gt;Cheers. Loves &amp;amp; Hugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-892238597349655192?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/892238597349655192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/vivaz-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/892238597349655192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/892238597349655192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/vivaz-review.html' title='[vivaz] review.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-1870625112369396270</id><published>2010-04-30T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T20:06:50.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] test 123</title><content type='html'>Testing, updating blog thru vivaz.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-1870625112369396270?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/1870625112369396270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/vivaz-test-123.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1870625112369396270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1870625112369396270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/vivaz-test-123.html' title='[vivaz] test 123'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-7461901375710765148</id><published>2010-04-26T12:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T12:09:43.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving.</title><content type='html'>tomorrow is my final theory test. blaaa..&lt;br /&gt;all the best to me.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-7461901375710765148?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/7461901375710765148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/driving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7461901375710765148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7461901375710765148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/driving.html' title='Driving.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-2541567008837366005</id><published>2010-04-26T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:16:44.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[vivaz] pastamania</title><content type='html'>22 april 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing. went pastamania with love at woodlands. checking our bill, we got student discount rates. awesome. and it simply got  love gleeming with joy coz apparently the public thinks he looks younger than his age. Not the first time either. apparently, at work, public girls as young as 15 years old or so, wanting to 'kenal kenal'. my god.. that's er.. wierd. That was as young as my sister. no, wait.. it's younger than my sister la! goosebumps. but other than that, he's absolutely loving it. hee. ohwell, whatever not, he's my young looking man. mine. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-2541567008837366005?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/2541567008837366005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/vivaz-pastamania.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2541567008837366005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2541567008837366005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/vivaz-pastamania.html' title='[vivaz] pastamania'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-5277699112326597792</id><published>2010-04-22T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T19:31:21.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonder.</title><content type='html'>am i bringing you down?&lt;br /&gt;is it all a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;im worried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-5277699112326597792?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/5277699112326597792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5277699112326597792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5277699112326597792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/wonder.html' title='wonder.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-7237560236244109445</id><published>2010-04-15T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T14:41:18.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S8ayr5dRhbI/AAAAAAAAEJs/YFk3b1hPhaM/s1600/13042010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S8ayr5dRhbI/AAAAAAAAEJs/YFk3b1hPhaM/s320/13042010009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460248065461028274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love bought me a new handphone.&lt;br /&gt;sony ericsson vivaz.&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i have one more handphone number.&lt;br /&gt;holding onto 3 numbers.&lt;br /&gt;2 lines, 1 prepaid.&lt;br /&gt;waa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, love told me good news too.&lt;br /&gt;something to do with us, end of the year, and family.&lt;br /&gt;such wonderful and exciting event to really look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my dismay, and more of love's dismay.&lt;br /&gt;his bike has got to go. and he's going to downgrade to prolly a small bike.&lt;br /&gt;much of which doesn't matter much to me, i don't mind travelling public.&lt;br /&gt;bus rides &amp;amp; mrt rides. i'm pretty cool with it. but, it's just sad to see this.&lt;br /&gt;i know much of love's passion for big bikes.&lt;br /&gt;and to see him sacrifice it, it's just a little tad hard. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;but insya allah in 2 years time, love going back to a bigger bike, his passion.&lt;br /&gt;and i'd definitely be here to support him all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you always.&lt;br /&gt;for what it's worth, i'm here for you, love.&lt;br /&gt;just as you are always here for me.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-7237560236244109445?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/7237560236244109445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-bought-me-new-handphone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7237560236244109445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7237560236244109445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-bought-me-new-handphone.html' title=''/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S8ayr5dRhbI/AAAAAAAAEJs/YFk3b1hPhaM/s72-c/13042010009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-770188527388930156</id><published>2010-04-15T14:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T14:29:00.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Birthday Wishes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S8axeVavGNI/AAAAAAAAEJk/vAsidD9k-CA/s1600/12042010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S8axeVavGNI/AAAAAAAAEJk/vAsidD9k-CA/s320/12042010002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460246732936779986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all the love and wishes, may ALLAH/GOD bless you always..&lt;br /&gt;and showers you with the great wonders with HIS love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wonderful birthday to..&lt;br /&gt;the now one year older people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 march - Joti Upadhaya (best girlfriend), 21.&lt;br /&gt;13 march - Zainab (secondary sch friend), 21.&lt;br /&gt;1 april - Shiffa Aziha (primary sch buddy), 21.&lt;br /&gt;9 april - Nur Ainaa (primary sch buddy), 21.&lt;br /&gt;13 april - Jumaini Binte Ariff (cousin), 31.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-770188527388930156?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/770188527388930156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/belated-birthday-wishes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/770188527388930156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/770188527388930156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/belated-birthday-wishes.html' title='Belated Birthday Wishes.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S8axeVavGNI/AAAAAAAAEJk/vAsidD9k-CA/s72-c/12042010002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-5553918957603364137</id><published>2010-04-07T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:49:26.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pressured point.</title><content type='html'>i need a hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-5553918957603364137?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/5553918957603364137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/pressured-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5553918957603364137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5553918957603364137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/pressured-point.html' title='pressured point.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8492860491861690346</id><published>2010-04-07T13:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:24:42.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addicted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S7wWv1ZA21I/AAAAAAAAEJc/iRcwJS2m_eY/s1600/OUTS+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S7wWv1ZA21I/AAAAAAAAEJc/iRcwJS2m_eY/s320/OUTS+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457261859507854162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obvious fact.&lt;br /&gt;i'm highly addicted to this man.&lt;br /&gt;him&amp;amp;his circumference of the world.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love him so very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8492860491861690346?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8492860491861690346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/addicted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8492860491861690346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8492860491861690346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/addicted.html' title='addicted.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S7wWv1ZA21I/AAAAAAAAEJc/iRcwJS2m_eY/s72-c/OUTS+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-1010778590942408040</id><published>2010-04-07T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:20:07.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>try love.</title><content type='html'>somtimes..&lt;br /&gt;you'll never know until you try..&lt;br /&gt;just because you tried once in similar situation..&lt;br /&gt;but it didn't work out..&lt;br /&gt;does it really mean it would repeat again endless with the same results?&lt;br /&gt;it's just the very same risk over and over again..&lt;br /&gt;it's just shows how much you truly want it..&lt;br /&gt;results could be in your favour or not..&lt;br /&gt;it could be this or that..&lt;br /&gt;it would always be either or..&lt;br /&gt;not every similar storyline shares the same ending..&lt;br /&gt;either ways, whatever comes..&lt;br /&gt;it will be bound to happen..&lt;br /&gt;what's supposed to happen, will happen..&lt;br /&gt;oh well, it just happens..&lt;br /&gt;be strong, deal with it. then, move on..&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- im just bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-1010778590942408040?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/1010778590942408040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/somtimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1010778590942408040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1010778590942408040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/somtimes.html' title='try love.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-4445551184472634440</id><published>2010-04-03T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T12:41:56.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S7bG90wjDaI/AAAAAAAAEJM/0bcxg_S7uck/s1600/OUTS+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S7bG90wjDaI/AAAAAAAAEJM/0bcxg_S7uck/s320/OUTS+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455766764042522018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;times,&lt;br /&gt;i feel somewhat caged in my own home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-4445551184472634440?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/4445551184472634440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/times-i-feel-somewhat-caged-in-my-own.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/4445551184472634440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/4445551184472634440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/04/times-i-feel-somewhat-caged-in-my-own.html' title=''/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S7bG90wjDaI/AAAAAAAAEJM/0bcxg_S7uck/s72-c/OUTS+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-6921930569724046819</id><published>2010-03-25T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T11:21:47.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>jealous.&lt;br /&gt;then emo.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-6921930569724046819?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/6921930569724046819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6921930569724046819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6921930569724046819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_25.html' title='..'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-1952464674270797727</id><published>2010-03-25T00:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T11:20:51.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S6o5kPDj2kI/AAAAAAAAEJE/eb0vliLZl6g/s1600/u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S6o5kPDj2kI/AAAAAAAAEJE/eb0vliLZl6g/s320/u.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452233593564944962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it just take one risk.&lt;br /&gt;and the outcome is simply clear.&lt;br /&gt;the choice was to keep it or leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting to knw love was my risk.&lt;br /&gt;and we now plan to share a future together.&lt;br /&gt;our present&amp;amp;future is the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;my choice is to keep it always.&lt;br /&gt;insya allah.&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm truly grateful for everything i have now.&lt;br /&gt;i love you very much. i am yours &amp;amp; only yours.&lt;br /&gt;so long as you want me, i will never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for loving me so much, love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-1952464674270797727?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/1952464674270797727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/03/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1952464674270797727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1952464674270797727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/03/love.html' title='love.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S6o5kPDj2kI/AAAAAAAAEJE/eb0vliLZl6g/s72-c/u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-3342530225035640347</id><published>2010-03-24T23:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T11:20:36.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>[edited]&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.. i think i think too much..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.. my mind just wonders off..&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i can get too jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;but i just extremely dislike it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;some girls' stories of regret&amp;amp;loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just something you get.&lt;br /&gt;when you don't appreciate things.&lt;br /&gt;when you had the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple, these some girls' behavior annoys the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;mm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-3342530225035640347?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/3342530225035640347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3342530225035640347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3342530225035640347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8546481607220393040</id><published>2010-03-22T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T18:03:02.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>restless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S6c_pCQlB4I/AAAAAAAAEI8/Q-4nS1ZccJo/s1600-h/IMG-8380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S6c_pCQlB4I/AAAAAAAAEI8/Q-4nS1ZccJo/s320/IMG-8380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451395848168867714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been trying hard for hours to get my nap time.&lt;br /&gt;but yet to vain.&lt;br /&gt;tonight is night shift.&lt;br /&gt;not that i hate night shift, but i need my nap time to survive it.&lt;br /&gt;else i'd be neither here to there in state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since morning, woke up moodless, backaching.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the time of the month. boo.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so restless now.&lt;br /&gt;shucks. ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8546481607220393040?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8546481607220393040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/03/restless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8546481607220393040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8546481607220393040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/03/restless.html' title='restless.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S6c_pCQlB4I/AAAAAAAAEI8/Q-4nS1ZccJo/s72-c/IMG-8380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-5480629452854896228</id><published>2010-03-11T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:03:20.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vibrate.</title><content type='html'>one of the funniest sms i had with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: baby, what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;love: vibrating! my hp is under me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said.&lt;br /&gt;never in my life, have i ever had such an answer before.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-5480629452854896228?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/5480629452854896228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/03/vibrate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5480629452854896228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5480629452854896228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/03/vibrate.html' title='Vibrate.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8205412425254212595</id><published>2010-03-05T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:21:27.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S5EEcrtQbmI/AAAAAAAAEI0/UB5ggSUuVMg/s1600-h/DSC03389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S5EEcrtQbmI/AAAAAAAAEI0/UB5ggSUuVMg/s320/DSC03389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445138315283033698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today met up with fiqah!&lt;br /&gt;great time catching ups &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;woo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today to sunday.&lt;br /&gt;love went back to kampung with family for a wedding event in malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;im missing him so much much. hug hugs.&lt;br /&gt;mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you..&lt;br /&gt;missing you..&lt;br /&gt;loving you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8205412425254212595?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8205412425254212595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/03/missing-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8205412425254212595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8205412425254212595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/03/missing-you.html' title='missing you.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S5EEcrtQbmI/AAAAAAAAEI0/UB5ggSUuVMg/s72-c/DSC03389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-9073935920900980159</id><published>2010-02-28T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:26:22.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>metal mouth.</title><content type='html'>finally, years of waiting came to an end.&lt;br /&gt;braces are on!&lt;br /&gt;teeth aching aching..&lt;br /&gt;now starts the problem with eating &amp;amp; munchings..&lt;br /&gt;there goes my favourite past-time.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow morning, driving &amp;amp; time with love. (:&lt;br /&gt;missing him so muchh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;some random personal thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's simply almost every girls dream to have a walk in closet.&lt;br /&gt;wide range of clothings and accessories and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;with famous names written all over it.&lt;br /&gt;chanel. gucci. prada. charles&amp;amp;keith. tiffany&amp;amp;co. .....&lt;br /&gt;til you become materialistic in mind.&lt;br /&gt;shopping becoming a daily dose.&lt;br /&gt;where money has no limits.&lt;br /&gt;amazing aint it?&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;fake aint it?&lt;br /&gt;unless you're some rich man's daughter or some princess.&lt;br /&gt;can you visualize the reality over fantasy?&lt;br /&gt;ever stop and wonder how long can you fantasize?&lt;br /&gt;ever stop and think that there are better useful things to do with that money?&lt;br /&gt;or that, if you can really afford all such luxury lifestyle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for future purposes. for emergency cases.&lt;br /&gt;how much do you save?&lt;br /&gt;how much can you save?&lt;br /&gt;no, wait, when do you start saving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, in this society..&lt;br /&gt;everything comes with a price tag.&lt;br /&gt;money money money..&lt;br /&gt;if you don't work for it, you think you get paid for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, we live in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;almost everything involves money..&lt;br /&gt;and really, no work - no pay - no money.&lt;br /&gt;simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical materialistic girls &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;versus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;money.&lt;br /&gt;often their answers are the same..&lt;br /&gt;"easy.. i'll just find a rich boyfriend.."&lt;br /&gt;"easy.. i'll just marry a rich man.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck with that, girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my overall final thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;pathetic. do wake up one day.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-9073935920900980159?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/9073935920900980159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/02/metal-mouth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/9073935920900980159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/9073935920900980159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/02/metal-mouth.html' title='metal mouth.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-5591596182065763000</id><published>2010-02-24T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T21:25:15.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ups &amp; downs.</title><content type='html'>mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;shift work.&lt;br /&gt;frequent migraines.&lt;br /&gt;challenges in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying my very best to make it through.&lt;br /&gt;step by step. slowly &amp;amp; steadily.&lt;br /&gt;regardless, i am greatful to love, family &amp;amp; friends who assist me to where i am now.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;i love you all much.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-5591596182065763000?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/5591596182065763000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/02/ups-downs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5591596182065763000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5591596182065763000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/02/ups-downs.html' title='ups &amp; downs.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-1558310671897535463</id><published>2010-02-10T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:35:48.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>just be strong.&lt;br /&gt;i can &amp;amp; i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy, i love you. ♥&lt;br /&gt;hope you recover fast.&lt;br /&gt;seeing you in pain breaks my heart so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-1558310671897535463?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/1558310671897535463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/02/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1558310671897535463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1558310671897535463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/02/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-3665559585629477537</id><published>2010-02-01T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:51:46.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S2b4cpPT8nI/AAAAAAAAEIs/mqWUhOnyL4E/s1600-h/MELAKA+236.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/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S2b4cpPT8nI/AAAAAAAAEIs/mqWUhOnyL4E/s320/MELAKA+236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433303171459183218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the things you do..&lt;br /&gt;truly amazes me, boy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm caught by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-3665559585629477537?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/3665559585629477537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3665559585629477537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3665559585629477537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S2b4cpPT8nI/AAAAAAAAEIs/mqWUhOnyL4E/s72-c/MELAKA+236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8487510971353403662</id><published>2010-01-29T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:30:11.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melaka. ♥</title><content type='html'>25 - 27 January 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;away away to melaka.&lt;br /&gt;it's really nice &amp;amp; relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;shopping was great.&lt;br /&gt;but the butterfly park was even better.&lt;br /&gt;absolutely enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed it even more especially when its all with love. &lt;i&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and also, not forgetting tiggy.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;funny moments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- driving on the road, with a cockroach outside at the driver side window. love was super distracted and afraid to open the door once we reach the destination. i had to go out and check the driver side window outside to ensure "coast is clear, boy". haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- at the butterfly park, insects cave. love was holding on to my hand so tight. "mama, dont let go of my hands tau. dont leave me here tau." cute! :P after that, step-macho. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- on the drive back, im munching on choco waffles. after i'm all done, love said he smelled choco. of course i said, "duh! i jus ate choco waffles!" but, only to realise later that i spilled some choco sauce on my shirt. ugggghhhh! clumsy. blaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was all good &amp;amp; great. &lt;i&gt;♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;p/s: This boy is MINE! Grrrr! All other girls back off uh.. One thing is "I bite!". Grr! *mumbles&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;p/s 2: Pictures are with love cause my memory card is with him.. blaa~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8487510971353403662?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8487510971353403662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/01/melaka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8487510971353403662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8487510971353403662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/01/melaka.html' title='Melaka. ♥'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-6574458961737820013</id><published>2010-01-21T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:11:53.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dislike.</title><content type='html'>if i don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;don't expect me to pretend to.&lt;br /&gt;don't expect me to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;don't expect me to smile at you.&lt;br /&gt;don't expect me to acknowledge your presence.&lt;br /&gt;cause, simply, you're no one to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one, i absolutely dislike most is shameless girls.&lt;br /&gt;worst still, pretending you're all so innocent.&lt;br /&gt;don't know this, don't know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;come on, you're like turning 23 much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you're always having someone to cover you.&lt;br /&gt;someone to back you up.&lt;br /&gt;specifically, you, i had never really like you from the start.&lt;br /&gt;simple much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know you entirely?&lt;br /&gt;bullshit. i don't want to. straight cut.&lt;br /&gt;i draw the line thick and clear.&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-6574458961737820013?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/6574458961737820013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/01/dislike.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6574458961737820013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6574458961737820013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/01/dislike.html' title='dislike.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-1966547869343115910</id><published>2010-01-17T12:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T12:56:37.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chubby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S1KN8MQWYfI/AAAAAAAAEIk/BtPPfyj1cHY/s1600-h/NEW+CAM+010.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/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S1KN8MQWYfI/AAAAAAAAEIk/BtPPfyj1cHY/s320/NEW+CAM+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427556566156337650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm too lazy to blog, i had tons of things in mind to say.&lt;br /&gt;when i've logged in to blog, i'm lost for words. bla..&lt;br /&gt;mmm.. ok, i shall do this bit by bit. *thinks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, joti upadhya! where in the god's name are you? throw your phone and buy a new one can? aiyo. im missing you la babe! walaaaooo.. and im missing fiqah too! booo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, works been a-okay. i'm getting used to routine shift work and well, the effect of not caring which counters i'd end up doing is slowly sinking it. practically, i couldn't be bothered much. work is work, just do it. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;winks, nike advert&lt;/span&gt;* ohwell, i got to get used to it if i plan to work here for a minimum of a year plus or so.. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;making one's self comfy&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonding session with dad are practically the mornings he sent me to work. hee. interesting talks we had. very! wow. never in my life i predicted it as such. ohwell, i'm loving this anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! i'm driving on the road now. haha. just got my PDL, and im an excited woman, who behaves like a little kid. hee. nono, i haven't pass driving yet, still schooling but still very much enthusiatic over it. hehe. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, specially for my sister..&lt;br /&gt;mak cik nyonya, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nur Mahirah Binte Mazlan&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;15 January 2010, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY SA-WEEET 16th BIRTHDAYY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Best Wishes! And, don't forget to study for GCE 'O' Levels too.. keke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the important part of this blog entry. haha..&lt;br /&gt;omg, i'm growing chubby chubby la! dear pampers me so so so much, especially when it comes to food. waaa! chubby chubby and more chubby chubby. ohwell, at least i'm still cute. hahahahaha! merepek! i complain that i'm growing chubby, but i lack the motivation to exercise. bla. ohwell.. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, this entry is aimless. void void void.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just randomly rambling on the anything thats at the tip of my mind. bla~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama ♥ papa.&lt;br /&gt;ohh, and seriously, im seriously being pampered. hee. ♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-1966547869343115910?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/1966547869343115910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/01/chubby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1966547869343115910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1966547869343115910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/01/chubby.html' title='Chubby.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/S1KN8MQWYfI/AAAAAAAAEIk/BtPPfyj1cHY/s72-c/NEW+CAM+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-1623494423724946231</id><published>2010-01-02T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:05:16.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/Sz8oGG91LGI/AAAAAAAAEIc/jk1DAUSjmMI/s1600-h/DSC03588.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/_GIWR_oXkQeI/Sz8oGG91LGI/AAAAAAAAEIc/jk1DAUSjmMI/s320/DSC03588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422096561791642722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking forward to this new year. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;may it showers us with more good things,blessings&amp;amp;happiness. &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just very much greatful.&lt;br /&gt;and feel very blessed to have you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;happiness 5 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;thank you, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-1623494423724946231?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/1623494423724946231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1623494423724946231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1623494423724946231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/Sz8oGG91LGI/AAAAAAAAEIc/jk1DAUSjmMI/s72-c/DSC03588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-6448310707903737929</id><published>2009-12-28T11:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T12:19:34.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SzgwWsh_cxI/AAAAAAAAEIU/B-zqEdmvLmM/s1600-h/DSC03512.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/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SzgwWsh_cxI/AAAAAAAAEIU/B-zqEdmvLmM/s320/DSC03512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420135318009377554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats there reminisce of dear 2009?&lt;br /&gt;a lot, i would say.&lt;br /&gt;end 2008 somehow is still super fresh in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;it seems just like a month past. but.. it's already a year.&lt;br /&gt;oh, how time truly flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. great memories with the gang. din wan ahiq aisyah fasha huda. seemly as we're basically wasting time together as redundant as it could be. somehow, it's all great time. i truly enjoyed it much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. movie marathons with din. watching movies endlessly til we ended up with no more movies to watch next in the theatres. always heading up to ehub to catch a show and disturb the working ehub people, especially dear wan. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. little meet ups with my best friend, joti who turn uber sexy and skinny. i absolutely love her. bla~  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. starting of the working life with ica. oh, how great it all turned out to be. i have to say i am glad i joined the force. it's all a-okay. i have no regrets. well, i'm proud of my job, of ICA. plus, the meeting of great friends like kak hid, abg faizal, pa-paris, kak rams, kak aini, sara &amp;amp; all. plus, fasha who joined the ica team, a member in the same workfield, cool. (: and being post out to woodlands command which is great, more friends like nirwani whose absolutely adorable. and all the other people around. but even more, dearest muhammad fadhil bin mohamed zin, my colleague turned lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. my greatest gift of the year, muhammad fadhil bin mohamed zin. someone new. someone amazing whom truly loves me. and i feel blessed and greatful for someone like him. i have to say, he truly dots on me and really pampers me like a little baby princess. trust me, im a spoilt girlfriend. but, nonetheless, i love him with all my heart&amp;amp;soul. i don't have a glimpse of chance of leaving this boy, no way. he's my colleague, my best friend, my boyfriend, and lastly, my fiance. thank you for this chance, allah. may this last til the end of time.  ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as time pass by, we realise how much we have done, how much we have grown, how much we have learnt, how much we have matured, or how much childish we have been AND how much time truly flies or more to say, zooms. for every experience we go through leads us to the next path in life. the next step, the next journey. a new chapter. a new memory. overall, just move on and be greatful, okay people? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my family, lover and friends. thank you. together, let's welcome another new year, 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, come what may. i believe in an unpredictable future. i don't expect much, just to be happy with the ones i love and care about.  ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end 2009 with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;start 2010 with a kiss. ♥ muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish for 2010? same as 2009.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be happy or maybe, happier. *&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smiles&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-6448310707903737929?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/6448310707903737929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6448310707903737929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6448310707903737929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-2010.html' title='2009 2010.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SzgwWsh_cxI/AAAAAAAAEIU/B-zqEdmvLmM/s72-c/DSC03512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-5562796474166636891</id><published>2009-12-18T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:31:58.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>itchy.</title><content type='html'>i &lt;s&gt;need&lt;/s&gt; want to buy a new laptop/desktop.&lt;br /&gt;im really itching to start back my photo editing works.&lt;br /&gt;bla~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-5562796474166636891?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/5562796474166636891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/itchy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5562796474166636891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5562796474166636891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/itchy.html' title='itchy.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-4645809445778337565</id><published>2009-12-18T22:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:28:07.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worried wreck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SyuPH2ueiPI/AAAAAAAAEIM/xCEiz2Flpg8/s1600-h/DSC03399.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/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SyuPH2ueiPI/AAAAAAAAEIM/xCEiz2Flpg8/s320/DSC03399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416580341955463410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a total worried wreck.&lt;br /&gt;sayangku is very sick.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i am by his side to take care of him.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i could just do more for him.&lt;br /&gt;be more of a better girlfriend he could ever wish for &amp;amp; ever have.&lt;br /&gt;get well soon, love. really.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i really don't like her, can? pfft.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;even if she's your friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-4645809445778337565?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/4645809445778337565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/worried-wreck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/4645809445778337565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/4645809445778337565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/worried-wreck.html' title='worried wreck.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SyuPH2ueiPI/AAAAAAAAEIM/xCEiz2Flpg8/s72-c/DSC03399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-1513741725518653100</id><published>2009-12-16T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:21:59.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>future 2010.</title><content type='html'>i am excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2010 &lt;/span&gt;is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more time.&lt;br /&gt;more loving.&lt;br /&gt;more moments.&lt;br /&gt;more memories.&lt;br /&gt;with love &amp;amp; love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, plus we're turning totally legally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twentyONE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i especially can't wait for end 2010.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-1513741725518653100?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/1513741725518653100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/future-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1513741725518653100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1513741725518653100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/future-2010.html' title='future 2010.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-4615986250065552706</id><published>2009-12-16T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T01:58:56.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singapore flyers.</title><content type='html'>ica singapore flyers trip with team/sm delta.&lt;br /&gt;and yay, it's my first time.&lt;br /&gt;but apparently,&lt;br /&gt;being on the flyers is not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;heights is simply not my forte.&lt;br /&gt;my head just went round &amp;amp; round.&lt;br /&gt;even until now.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i did enjoyed my moments at the flyers&amp;amp;popeyes with all.&lt;br /&gt;and then, the even more special moments with love. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-4615986250065552706?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/4615986250065552706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/singapore-flyers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/4615986250065552706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/4615986250065552706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/singapore-flyers.html' title='singapore flyers.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-6686326086066455539</id><published>2009-12-16T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T01:54:24.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;huda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any idea why i have not been talking to you?&lt;br /&gt;any idea why i am upset with you?&lt;br /&gt;ever thought carefully, what happened before this?&lt;br /&gt;ever thought how you talked to me before this?&lt;br /&gt;confronting me over a rumour&amp;amp;some bad stuffs over your "reputation" that i know nothing about? about your number being passed around. like how the hell i know. bombarding me like a bull. accusing here &amp;amp; there. next thing you said was "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry i'm busy. i need to get back to work&lt;/span&gt;". wtf. seriously. had your say. treat me like some thing to let out your anger that i fucking dont know about. did you know, i was late for work just to listen to you on that day. to think that i thought you would at least apologize for such a treatment. but no la, you're innocent, right? so, next day, happy happy talk about meeting a guy.&lt;br /&gt;pretend like nothing happen.&lt;br /&gt;pretend like normal.&lt;br /&gt;no apologies for the way you treated me.&lt;br /&gt;come &amp;amp; go as you pleased to vent your anger.&lt;br /&gt;you came attacked me with qns. then disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;you think i am happy about that?&lt;br /&gt;you think i have no right to be upset?&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, maybe to you, i don't, who am i afterall.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what,&lt;br /&gt;i strongly think i do have a right to be upset.&lt;br /&gt;and you think its about a bunch of rumours?&lt;br /&gt;please, no time.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't entertain childish rumours.&lt;br /&gt;whatever the rumours are.&lt;br /&gt;should have known better. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i still don't know whats this rumours is all about also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn, i felt damn insulted when you treated me like that.&lt;br /&gt;but to you, hey, i guess you did nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me be straight like how i always am.&lt;br /&gt;i advised you. like i had always said.&lt;br /&gt;you want, you can take it or leave it.&lt;br /&gt;i told you, your life.&lt;br /&gt;very much, do as you like.&lt;br /&gt;and i have always been fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;cause it's your life.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i got my own life to handle.&lt;br /&gt;why bother intruding and shaping yours.&lt;br /&gt;you are big and can think for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;i only had advised as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;but, ohwell. you talked as you pleased anyways.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your life, cause i know you are enjoying living it.&lt;br /&gt;good that your life is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;and that you are enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;but, get this straight.&lt;br /&gt;don't assume.&lt;br /&gt;"friends don't leave friends." that is childish talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said this before, i am always frank.&lt;br /&gt;if i know you are wrong, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;you want to accept it or not.&lt;br /&gt;your problem.&lt;br /&gt;i don't lie to make you feel good in life.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted you to feel good just by feeling good, no lies.&lt;br /&gt;but craps &amp;amp; shits happens.&lt;br /&gt;welcome to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;respect?&lt;br /&gt;mirror?&lt;br /&gt;insulting?&lt;br /&gt;stab in the back?&lt;br /&gt;hurts?&lt;br /&gt;mm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;differently, i don't define friends the way you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-6686326086066455539?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/6686326086066455539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6686326086066455539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6686326086066455539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_16.html' title='...'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-1455206078277167572</id><published>2009-12-14T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:59:52.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bullshit. [edited]</title><content type='html'>simply bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i suck at Left4Dead. bla~&lt;br /&gt;i ended up so blurr.&lt;br /&gt;until member sayangku get so frust. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr flyers. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-1455206078277167572?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/1455206078277167572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/bullshit-edited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1455206078277167572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1455206078277167572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/bullshit-edited.html' title='bullshit. [edited]'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8205826911162568784</id><published>2009-12-13T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T17:45:03.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivate me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SyS3AmkG27I/AAAAAAAAEIE/EWBXt4HvByA/s1600-h/IMG_9519.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/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SyS3AmkG27I/AAAAAAAAEIE/EWBXt4HvByA/s320/IMG_9519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414653872986053554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all i ask for is your patience and support.&lt;br /&gt;give me the strength and motivation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to change for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8205826911162568784?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8205826911162568784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/motivate-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8205826911162568784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8205826911162568784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/motivate-me.html' title='Motivate me.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SyS3AmkG27I/AAAAAAAAEIE/EWBXt4HvByA/s72-c/IMG_9519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-1226747351105597762</id><published>2009-12-13T15:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:26:12.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my bad.</title><content type='html'>it may be my fault.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, words simply hurts.&lt;br /&gt;and stays in my head.&lt;br /&gt;just emphasize it more than once.&lt;br /&gt;it'd get tattooed in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-1226747351105597762?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/1226747351105597762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1226747351105597762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1226747351105597762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-bad.html' title='my bad.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-5902792446610571426</id><published>2009-12-08T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:15:50.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kau.</title><content type='html'>MEREPEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fasha - get well soon la. da tk betul. sakit, hyper. tk sakit, tk hyper. haha.&lt;br /&gt;joti - can't wait for sunday! woo. ♥&lt;br /&gt;sayang - i love you. ♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-5902792446610571426?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-5540511136705573377</id><published>2009-12-06T06:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T06:11:28.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>)":</title><content type='html'>sometimes its just so painful.&lt;br /&gt;and it got me very scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-5540511136705573377?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/5540511136705573377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5540511136705573377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5540511136705573377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=')&quot;:'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8266175048017704403</id><published>2009-12-03T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T11:35:27.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>four months.</title><content type='html'>happy four months, baby.&lt;br /&gt;it may have some major sour moments.&lt;br /&gt;i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;it may hurt me so much by your angered words.&lt;br /&gt;somehow it still does hurt.&lt;br /&gt;i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;i made you angry. i made you upset.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for my wrong actions/attitude towards you&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;i really do love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never a thought of being away from you ever cross my mind.&lt;br /&gt;even when we are arguing.&lt;br /&gt;never the slightest thought of leaving you.&lt;br /&gt;i am staying here with you.&lt;br /&gt;so long as i am here, i am here with you, for you.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together, let's not let this honeymoon flavour go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8266175048017704403?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-2387412944946691314</id><published>2009-12-01T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:45:57.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit with news.</title><content type='html'>yesterday edna passed me some news. sad news.&lt;br /&gt;some members from team c met an accident.&lt;br /&gt;at woodlands junction on the way to work on hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;and two of which is my close members, my close mentors.&lt;br /&gt;total of 3 still in hospital, one badly hurt in icu.&lt;br /&gt;another, my close mentor, nad, badly injured, barely able to move.&lt;br /&gt;shaz, my another mentor, managed to be released.&lt;br /&gt;but with 3 cuts near her eyes &amp;amp; swollen legs and all.&lt;br /&gt;some of which needed to go through a 6 mths physio therapy.&lt;br /&gt;it's really sad to hear this.&lt;br /&gt;i jus met nad a few days back at work.&lt;br /&gt;and next, i received such a sad news.&lt;br /&gt;)':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may you all be safe and get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;insya allah. amin.&lt;br /&gt;take care, my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-2387412944946691314?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/2387412944946691314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/hit-with-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2387412944946691314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2387412944946691314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/12/hit-with-news.html' title='Hit with news.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-6196245699513885295</id><published>2009-11-30T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T12:38:12.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>challenges.</title><content type='html'>most of the times in life.&lt;br /&gt;what we like&amp;amp;want in life. is not exactly the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;according to the books. it's not all satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;it's always a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the feeling of being pressured.&lt;br /&gt;time and time again, this happens.&lt;br /&gt;trust me, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i have to always bow down to the righteous in life.&lt;br /&gt;yet go against what my heart&amp;amp;mind tells me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my words. what i have to say. what i think.&lt;br /&gt;does it hold any importance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this world, we are not alone facing problems.&lt;br /&gt;everyone has problems. regardless, big&amp;amp;small or large&amp;amp;tiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i hope we can get through it all. til the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pls, i have enough of crappy behaviours.&lt;br /&gt;im tired of non-logical attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patience is a virtue. silence is a torture. bla~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now, let go with the flow~&lt;br /&gt;let's try to sit back and relax~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-6196245699513885295?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/6196245699513885295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/challenges.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6196245699513885295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6196245699513885295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/challenges.html' title='challenges.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-2019967668321697950</id><published>2009-11-26T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:17:55.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/Sw3lP_kOQ0I/AAAAAAAAEH8/iDMEYHcO0Hc/s1600/DSC03459.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/_GIWR_oXkQeI/Sw3lP_kOQ0I/AAAAAAAAEH8/iDMEYHcO0Hc/s320/DSC03459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408230790465995586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facebook is down at the moment. bla~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sayangku is sick with fever.&lt;br /&gt;doubt he is awake now. hais.&lt;br /&gt;worry worry worry worry.&lt;br /&gt;hope he really gets well soon.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel like its my fault.&lt;br /&gt;that he lacks of sleep til he fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-2019967668321697950?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/2019967668321697950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2019967668321697950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2019967668321697950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_26.html' title='):'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/Sw3lP_kOQ0I/AAAAAAAAEH8/iDMEYHcO0Hc/s72-c/DSC03459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-2272385837220744222</id><published>2009-11-23T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T14:27:43.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bla~</title><content type='html'>stupid behavior ticks me off.&lt;br /&gt;stupid passengers.&lt;br /&gt;bla~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december's coming.&lt;br /&gt;here comes the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;there goes our break-time.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro's in thailand.&lt;br /&gt;so cool. im jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you'd be posted into same main team. hee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want go on holiday can? jom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang - i love you. &lt;i&gt;♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fasha - hari raya haji or what. smgt bekerje yer. sampai lupa. haha!&lt;br /&gt;joti&amp;amp;fiqah - all the best for your exams! woo..&lt;br /&gt;airul - where are you, bro?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-2272385837220744222?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/2272385837220744222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/bla.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2272385837220744222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2272385837220744222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/bla.html' title='bla~'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-761678152300704251</id><published>2009-11-22T11:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:14:51.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SwisTcAsb-I/AAAAAAAAEH0/LiBre-MLv9U/s1600/DSC03400.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/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SwisTcAsb-I/AAAAAAAAEH0/LiBre-MLv9U/s320/DSC03400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406760802594877410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't need a fairytale love story.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want a handsome prince charming.&lt;br /&gt;cause i got you.&lt;br /&gt;reality works wonders.&lt;br /&gt;i love you, dear. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-761678152300704251?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/761678152300704251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/761678152300704251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/761678152300704251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/you.html' title='You.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SwisTcAsb-I/AAAAAAAAEH0/LiBre-MLv9U/s72-c/DSC03400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-7057953687387978020</id><published>2009-11-19T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:29:49.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SwUB3GVDAkI/AAAAAAAAEHs/ijd-YwGCplg/s1600/IMG_1118.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/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SwUB3GVDAkI/AAAAAAAAEHs/ijd-YwGCplg/s320/IMG_1118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405728973831471682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo. driving lesson.&lt;br /&gt;first prac. i drove a car la sey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through the trees.. i will find you.. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday saw fasha at work. happy&amp;amp;excited or what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy, i love you.&lt;br /&gt;if it's all within my will, i will change for you.&lt;br /&gt;all i ask for is time&amp;amp;patience.&lt;br /&gt;which you never fail to give.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't knw what more to say.&lt;br /&gt;i am disappointed in you.&lt;br /&gt;but what the heck, your life.&lt;br /&gt;you live it the way you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to meet the babes.&lt;br /&gt;for once. its all laidback&amp;amp;lepak at coffeeshop.&lt;br /&gt;save duit sikit. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, waiting for dibah.&lt;br /&gt;she with her friends.&lt;br /&gt;going for dinner. mmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-7057953687387978020?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/7057953687387978020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7057953687387978020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7057953687387978020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SwUB3GVDAkI/AAAAAAAAEHs/ijd-YwGCplg/s72-c/IMG_1118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8656865569776280234</id><published>2009-11-15T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T14:29:49.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood Swing.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was pms day.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i was cranky.&lt;br /&gt;i was restless.&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling so horrible.&lt;br /&gt;i was crying for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;tears just keep flowing out.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but felt much better at work.&lt;br /&gt;night shift.&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzz..&lt;br /&gt;i was seriously dying to sleep at the counters.&lt;br /&gt;even if it was busy with motors.&lt;br /&gt;two things ran in my mind while i was dying to keep myself awake.&lt;br /&gt;one - where is my relief tango? i need a break!&lt;br /&gt;two - sun, pls come up faster. at least i'd be less sleepy with the sun up.&lt;br /&gt;dozing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another night shift tonight.&lt;br /&gt;ok, set go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, you are more than words.&lt;br /&gt;you are everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: dengar2 downgrade motor to rxz, rxz ada yang 1000cc ka pe. bla~ heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8656865569776280234?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-5094783281058462108</id><published>2009-11-10T11:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:27:59.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>law.</title><content type='html'>great.&lt;br /&gt;law exam.&lt;br /&gt;to all ica peeps taking their law exams.&lt;br /&gt;all the best&amp;amp;good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is mine.&lt;br /&gt;and i have yet to study.&lt;br /&gt;well, now im rushing to absorb as much.&lt;br /&gt;this immigration act.&lt;br /&gt;that customs act.&lt;br /&gt;act here. act there. blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;come what may.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-5094783281058462108?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-6950736732873046148</id><published>2009-11-10T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:40:18.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i deserve it.</title><content type='html'>im at fault.&lt;br /&gt;im in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i deserve the treatment.&lt;br /&gt;despite the heartache&amp;amp;pain.&lt;br /&gt;i totally deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;for upsetting you.&lt;br /&gt;until you really don't want to care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-6950736732873046148?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/6950736732873046148/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-6698516320577172829</id><published>2009-11-09T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:02:40.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday date.</title><content type='html'>after night shift.&lt;br /&gt;got my sleep sleep. and could go on sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;if sis did not wake me up la. but good thing she did.&lt;br /&gt;i got a date! weee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fish spa. nice experience but.. so geli. *shivers* hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;"bad fishy.. i nvr do anything to them but they bite me.."&lt;br /&gt;and sayang seems to be enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;my every reaction to the fishy. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;food&amp;amp;walk2 around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended the night with a wow. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed my date. no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;got a little hurt by his words, but it is partially true.&lt;br /&gt;so.. life goes on. (:&lt;br /&gt;i love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-6698516320577172829?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/6698516320577172829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6698516320577172829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/6698516320577172829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-date.html' title='sunday date.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-1410209173895179480</id><published>2009-11-07T14:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T14:46:39.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not so good night.</title><content type='html'>where do we draw the limit of jealousy?&lt;br /&gt;where is the limit of being over-friendly?&lt;br /&gt;and where does trust stand?&lt;br /&gt;do share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night shift started a-okay.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't much tired nor sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;but yet it ended quite disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;ugh. im so careless. horrible.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another round of night shift tonight.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, it'd be better.&lt;br /&gt;well, it has to be. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i do like my job. but whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss members team c.&lt;br /&gt;especially dearest edna. but what to do.&lt;br /&gt;just try make new friends. not my strongest point thou.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a relationship, as it grows, there's always the ups&amp;amp;downs.&lt;br /&gt;from there, we slowly learn each other's characters&amp;amp;flaws.&lt;br /&gt;one point to take note. *scribbles on notebook*&lt;br /&gt;not every partner is the same as the previous ones.&lt;br /&gt;do point out my flaws, i will willingly accept.&lt;br /&gt;if i could, i would gladly change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;try not to be mistaken that my silence of your words,&lt;br /&gt;to be dislike/disagreement/retaliation.&lt;br /&gt;thou my silence and tone might change, it could just mean im just speechless.&lt;br /&gt;i will not agrue back if i am truly in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;if i do have a point to straighten out, i will say it.&lt;br /&gt;but only after your every word is done being said.&lt;br /&gt;for every words of my partner, i truly take in&amp;amp;remember.&lt;br /&gt;for it all means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;despite it being good, flattering, nice, bad, hurtful, bitter words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your every opinion matters&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i respect my partner.&lt;br /&gt;i love my partner.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa wa, fasha da open counter sey. fweewit!&lt;br /&gt;all the best.&lt;br /&gt;hope you'd be more careful with your work.&lt;br /&gt;don't be careless like me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huda huda.. tsk tsk tsk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be quick to judge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-1410209173895179480?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/1410209173895179480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-so-good-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1410209173895179480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1410209173895179480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-so-good-night.html' title='not so good night.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-2563339470047985247</id><published>2009-11-06T14:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T14:18:59.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>facts.</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;People always think that the most painful thing is losing the one you love in your life.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, the most painful thing is losing yourself in the process&lt;br /&gt; of loving someone too much, forgetting that you are special too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-from fee's blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-2563339470047985247?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/2563339470047985247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/facts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2563339470047985247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2563339470047985247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/facts.html' title='facts.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-641895852370495340</id><published>2009-11-06T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T14:02:12.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mm.. [edited]</title><content type='html'>girls do get jealous.&lt;br /&gt;quite easily.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, quite nasty at that.&lt;br /&gt;horrible.&lt;br /&gt;eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love him so very much.&lt;br /&gt;and at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;i promise myself not to repeat the mistakes of his old lovers.&lt;br /&gt;that was to let him go.&lt;br /&gt;course unlike them, i don't want to be stupid and regret it later.&lt;br /&gt;course i know how special and loving and sincere he is with his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and girls, dont come back saying i miss you la.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry la, i miss you la.&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla la.&lt;br /&gt;back off.&lt;br /&gt;sorry girls, your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid dumb&lt;/span&gt; mistake.&lt;br /&gt;now MOVE ON.&lt;br /&gt;move on with your life.&lt;br /&gt;course he already did.&lt;br /&gt;with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.&lt;br /&gt;sayang if jealous.&lt;br /&gt;fuyooo.&lt;br /&gt;it's cute.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, fuyooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, today or more like tonight.&lt;br /&gt;another round of my zombie-ness.&lt;br /&gt;night shift.&lt;br /&gt;zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;i don't quite get it.&lt;br /&gt;i do get sleep in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;but i still get sleepy and super restless at night at work.&lt;br /&gt;aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;i keep telling myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to fasha, do get well soon!&lt;br /&gt;to edna, i miss you la! [and i have no idea if you even knw my blog]&lt;br /&gt;to diba, jom klua! after my exams on 11nov. (:&lt;br /&gt;to joti, how le? the plans?&lt;br /&gt;to sayang, i love you so much! hee. and i only want you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-641895852370495340?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/641895852370495340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/mm-edited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/641895852370495340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/641895852370495340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/mm-edited.html' title='mm.. [edited]'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8942185043471678237</id><published>2009-11-02T11:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T11:18:06.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am happy.</title><content type='html'>thank you.&lt;br /&gt;i am happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;thank you, sayang, for bringing the great joyness &amp;amp; happiness into my life.&lt;br /&gt;and also, thank you to you for your concern, but i am nonetheless happy now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;how fast time flies.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;one and only you.&lt;br /&gt;despite the differences in our lifes, i hope we can continue this life together.&lt;br /&gt;give&amp;amp;take. compromise, baby.&lt;br /&gt;i am your baby.&lt;br /&gt;just as you are my big baby. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;i am not sharing my lover with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;making this clear.&lt;br /&gt;heeeelloooo~!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;i hate to imagine another girl hugging or even touching him.&lt;br /&gt;bite bite bite.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell..&lt;br /&gt;keep your distance from my baby.&lt;br /&gt;or else..&lt;br /&gt;i'll eat you up!&lt;br /&gt;hee heee. *evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so it proves that im a restless living zombie during night shifts.&lt;br /&gt;bite me.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8942185043471678237?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8942185043471678237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8942185043471678237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8942185043471678237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-happy.html' title='i am happy.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-3831494180354260133</id><published>2009-10-17T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:47:21.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you.</title><content type='html'>despite you saying you are afraid.&lt;br /&gt;that i might leave you.&lt;br /&gt;but for me.&lt;br /&gt;it's simply hard to keep myself away from you.&lt;br /&gt;simply cause i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i am very afraid.&lt;br /&gt;that you might give up &amp;amp; leave me.&lt;br /&gt;for the stupid mistakes i keep on doing.&lt;br /&gt;to accidentally upset and disappoint you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;really, everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-3831494180354260133?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/3831494180354260133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3831494180354260133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3831494180354260133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-you.html' title='i love you.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-7385975959213829066</id><published>2009-10-14T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T11:05:15.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>main team.</title><content type='html'>today is the end of my mon-sat permanent aftnn.&lt;br /&gt;and the start of shift work once again.&lt;br /&gt;today - second night shift.&lt;br /&gt;tmr - off!&lt;br /&gt;syg also off tmr. i like!&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposedly to return back to main team c.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, i got changed into main team d.&lt;br /&gt;very weird.&lt;br /&gt;i won't complain so much. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;aiya, sad uh fasha.&lt;br /&gt;or not, can work with you.&lt;br /&gt;i miss members team c.&lt;br /&gt;gereks.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;team d pun team d.&lt;br /&gt;team d pun a-okay.&lt;br /&gt;another layback and gerek bunch of peoples.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;anything goes, so long as not team b.&lt;br /&gt;da cukup.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i love my boyfriend so much cann?&lt;br /&gt;love him super super much much.&lt;br /&gt;muacks!&lt;br /&gt;people all say its honeymoon period.&lt;br /&gt;well, i don't want it to end.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala~&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wani! where you le...&lt;br /&gt;fasha, cm ne ni.. susah kite nk jumpee.. i knw you miss me~ hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this mth, i shall be short of money.&lt;br /&gt;somehow.. i super overspent last month's pay.&lt;br /&gt;boooo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to continue,&lt;br /&gt;go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;who am i to you to stop you.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just too tired for you.&lt;br /&gt;cause it's all the same.&lt;br /&gt;over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;somehow.&lt;br /&gt;you're stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;and you never learn.&lt;br /&gt;i want the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't help you.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't help yourself.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im so need to get back my shift work mindset.&lt;br /&gt;night shift tonight!&lt;br /&gt;woooo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-7385975959213829066?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/7385975959213829066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/10/main-team.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7385975959213829066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7385975959213829066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/10/main-team.html' title='main team.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-5836259606563680420</id><published>2009-09-22T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:02:50.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>salam lebaran 2009. [mly]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SrjGPnx1LnI/AAAAAAAAEHk/-tx_V_rFix8/s1600-h/IMG_1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SrjGPnx1LnI/AAAAAAAAEHk/-tx_V_rFix8/s200/IMG_1208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384271326199754354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SrjGPVwsIHI/AAAAAAAAEHc/5AbnHc00c7Y/s1600-h/IMG_1204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SrjGPVwsIHI/AAAAAAAAEHc/5AbnHc00c7Y/s200/IMG_1204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384271321363128434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SrjGO5LdvUI/AAAAAAAAEHU/HtVDtx4NyA0/s1600-h/IMG_1210.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/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SrjGO5LdvUI/AAAAAAAAEHU/HtVDtx4NyA0/s200/IMG_1210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384271313690803522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;selamat hari raya aidilfitri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan syukurnya fadhilah dapat beraya bersama keluarga tahun ini. udah lah tahun yang lepas beraya berseorangan di negeri asing, australia. raya tahun ini sungguh membawa makna yang terdalam bagi fadhilah. walaupun sedih sekali, tahun ini hari raya pertama dan kedua, fadhilah bekerja petang, raya tahun ini sungguh bermakna. merayai hari yang mulia ini dengan keluarga yang fadhilah sayangi, saudara-mara yang fadhilah rindui dan teman lelaki yang fadhilah hormati &amp;amp; cintai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fadhilah bersyukur banyak2 kepada yang maha esa untuk memberi fadhilah peluang untuk bersama mereka yang fadhilah sayangi, biar keluarga, teman, saudara-mara, kawan-kawan.. semuanya memainkan peranan penting dalam hidup fadhilah. tidak kesah baik atau buruk yang terjadi dalam tahun ini, ia semua membawa fadhilah ke mana fadhilah ada pada hari ini, dan kerana itu, fadhilah berterima kasih kepada semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kepada semua, jikalau ada masa-masa terjadi lah fadhilah telah tersalah silap, terkasar kata, atau tersinggung perasaan semua, dan juga terlukakan hati awak, maafkan lah fadhilah dan halal kan makan, minum ya.. dan pada masa-masa yang fadhilah terasa marah, sedih, dendam atau apa-apa perasaan buruk terhadap sesiapa, insya allah ia akan hilang dan sesiapa yang bersalah dimaafkan. tidak sesiapa manusia yang sempurna sekali jadinya.harus lah kita saling sokong-menyokong, tolong-menolong and maaf-memaafkan. salam lebaran. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ibu ayah nenek mak dibah fadhil fasha huda joti wani fiqah din dek-ain kak-hidayah abg-faizal ery ida fahiq afdal abid]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan seihklas hati.&lt;br /&gt;Nur Fadhilah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-5836259606563680420?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/5836259606563680420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/09/salam-lebaran-2009-mly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5836259606563680420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5836259606563680420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/09/salam-lebaran-2009-mly.html' title='salam lebaran 2009. [mly]'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/SrjGPnx1LnI/AAAAAAAAEHk/-tx_V_rFix8/s72-c/IMG_1208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-4181012930729640635</id><published>2009-09-03T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T16:06:29.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;busy&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tired.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;work has been a-okay.&lt;br /&gt;cope-able.&lt;br /&gt;now thats left is to get use to the shift work timing.&lt;br /&gt;zzz..&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;br /&gt;and home aint the best comfort.&lt;br /&gt;at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&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;br /&gt;020909&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st month.&lt;br /&gt;baby, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing babes&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;members..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-4181012930729640635?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/4181012930729640635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/4181012930729640635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/4181012930729640635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8604478670423913421</id><published>2009-08-22T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:15:53.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody.</title><content type='html'>i want nobody nobody but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chu&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;this song is super addictive.&lt;br /&gt;la la la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;one of which is my last day in HTA is monday.&lt;br /&gt;then, off i go to woodlands checkpoint.&lt;br /&gt;woo~&lt;br /&gt;holiday period is over.&lt;br /&gt;bla~&lt;br /&gt;imma gonna miss my batch.&lt;br /&gt;gerek peoples!&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, fasha just entered HTA for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ICA &lt;/span&gt;training.&lt;br /&gt;baiiikk..&lt;br /&gt;welcome, babe!&lt;br /&gt;and also, to huda, welcome to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CNB&lt;/span&gt;. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;and sorry for the stupid stuffs i said that hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;sungguh sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa wa. udah masok bulan ramadhan ya~&lt;br /&gt;selamat berpuasa ya, semua.. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8604478670423913421?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8604478670423913421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/08/nobody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8604478670423913421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8604478670423913421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/08/nobody.html' title='nobody.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-706529833318359022</id><published>2009-08-08T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T15:44:22.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>i am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;why am i so tired?&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was best.&lt;br /&gt;firearms training.&lt;br /&gt;i like! (:&lt;br /&gt;then, like finally, met up with the babes.&lt;br /&gt;ida drove and off we went to changi beach.&lt;br /&gt;chit chat and all.&lt;br /&gt;well, more like interrogation for me.&lt;br /&gt;baiikk!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;i sungguh miss them.&lt;br /&gt;ida ery joti fiqah.&lt;br /&gt;wani~ you were missed.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i absolutely love fiqah's dlsr camera.&lt;br /&gt;simply can't get my hands off it.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;very happy.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much, love.&lt;br /&gt;for making me feel so loved.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the everydays.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fireworks tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching from marina square.&lt;br /&gt;if you are in the area, gimme a ring!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss member2 lepaks! wwwwwoooiii..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-706529833318359022?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/706529833318359022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/706529833318359022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/706529833318359022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8598444189962036656</id><published>2009-08-02T19:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T19:36:31.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i believe..&lt;br /&gt;for things and relations to stay strong..&lt;br /&gt;we need &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;communication &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;similar it is to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;abid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i am so afraid.&lt;br /&gt;so afraid.&lt;br /&gt;you are an amazing guy.&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much for this.&lt;br /&gt;really, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;now, i think i am addicted to you.&lt;br /&gt;falling for you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;fadhil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing people people.&lt;br /&gt;especially my babes.&lt;br /&gt;joti fiqah wani ry ida~ where are you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8598444189962036656?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8598444189962036656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8598444189962036656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8598444189962036656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-3052807158267567326</id><published>2009-08-02T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T19:28:57.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICA.</title><content type='html'>welcoming the 4th week in ICA training branch.&lt;br /&gt;to be an ICA specialist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, the best moments would be the search techniques.&lt;br /&gt;and also, the basic unarmed combat,&lt;br /&gt;also known as police unarmed tactics. (:&lt;br /&gt;best!&lt;br /&gt;minor bruises.&lt;br /&gt;but it was all fun.&lt;br /&gt;oohhh, i can't wait for firearms training.&lt;br /&gt;hoho~&lt;br /&gt;"udah lama ku tidak memegangi mu.."&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there are the most boring moments ever.&lt;br /&gt;some of the classes were horrible.&lt;br /&gt;horribly boring la!&lt;br /&gt;despite being sitted in the first row,&lt;br /&gt;i still can fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my batch.&lt;br /&gt;they are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;fun&amp;amp;cool people.&lt;br /&gt;new colleagues. new friends.&lt;br /&gt;can't ask for anything better. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-3052807158267567326?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/3052807158267567326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/08/ica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3052807158267567326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/3052807158267567326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/08/ica.html' title='ICA.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-2695183047397830956</id><published>2009-07-15T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:33:26.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you promised that i won't have anything to be angry about.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;im hurt more than you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;it's just so hard to trust.&lt;br /&gt;and to think i said i trust you.&lt;br /&gt;thou i still don't trust these male species with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;im sungguh lousy.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words are simply words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: more updates on ica later.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8829709863064769644</id><published>2009-07-07T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:06:25.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>so far.&lt;br /&gt;life's been well.&lt;br /&gt;not too good.&lt;br /&gt;not too bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training starts on 13july, monday.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh the lalala~&lt;br /&gt;all the way to choa chu kang.&lt;br /&gt;sungguh not near.&lt;br /&gt;may god give me strength to get this through.&lt;br /&gt;well, i have too.&lt;br /&gt;it's a full-time job!&lt;br /&gt;permanent full-time job.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, i asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy my days with you. ♥&lt;br /&gt;you should eat your meds.&lt;br /&gt;don't forget.&lt;br /&gt;get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8829709863064769644?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/8829709863064769644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8829709863064769644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/8829709863064769644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-8591190098371310357</id><published>2009-06-30T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:45:26.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy.</title><content type='html'>today.&lt;br /&gt;imma happy girl (:&lt;br /&gt;and you should eat your meds.&lt;br /&gt;and get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;and stop thinking about your motor til you get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im starting to hold a grudge against starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;for this stupid migraine!&lt;br /&gt;since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;cb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fasha,&lt;br /&gt;all the best for tmr interview.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-8591190098371310357?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-7000523047428007317</id><published>2009-06-26T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:34:51.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>housewife in the making.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a day for house chores to do&amp;amp;done.&lt;br /&gt;sweep&amp;amp;mop the entire house.&lt;br /&gt;clean whateverness.&lt;br /&gt;bring in dry clothes, fold them, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only one thing missing.&lt;br /&gt;cooking.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;that is something my sister is racking up the kitchen for.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told me to help her.&lt;br /&gt;i ask her with what?&lt;br /&gt;she say just help.&lt;br /&gt;but with what?&lt;br /&gt;i gave up and clean up the house.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning call from ICA.&lt;br /&gt;i got selected from shortlist.&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;13july. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your wish can come true in time,&lt;br /&gt;for your mac breakfast, lunch, dinner, supper marathon..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shocking news to me about myself.&lt;br /&gt;for 20years.&lt;br /&gt;no one ever told me.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew nor realised it.&lt;br /&gt;until you point it out.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i want watch transformers la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-7000523047428007317?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/7000523047428007317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Pit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;190609&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the change of initial plans.&lt;br /&gt;pit was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;trying to keep my mood up.&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't tad hard with these bunch of people.&lt;br /&gt;time to time, the mood might sway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a couple of heart2heart, emotional talks.&lt;br /&gt;with mail.&lt;br /&gt;and with din.&lt;br /&gt;which was really good.&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much for listening and caring.&lt;br /&gt;sayang you two!&lt;br /&gt;"da mcm abang2 la.. hahaha.."&lt;br /&gt;but sincerely, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the jokester of the day was fuad.&lt;br /&gt;it's crazy, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pit was an amazing success.&lt;br /&gt;thank you all for making it all power la.&lt;br /&gt;(esp. din fahiq wan - for food and all)&lt;br /&gt;thank you all for coming down.&lt;br /&gt;hope you had fun (:&lt;br /&gt;baik~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures are up on multiply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;my heart is tired.&lt;br /&gt;haii..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-5773064819229418282?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/5773064819229418282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/06/pit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5773064819229418282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/5773064819229418282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/06/pit.html' title='Pit.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-7321842467452790602</id><published>2009-06-18T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:40:22.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for what it is worth.&lt;br /&gt;i am sincere about my feelings for you.&lt;br /&gt;i wished i knew about yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-7321842467452790602?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-1297390537610253306</id><published>2009-06-18T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:40:57.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Away.</title><content type='html'>i need a get away break.&lt;br /&gt;bring me to gold coast, australia beach please.&lt;br /&gt;haii...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-1297390537610253306?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/1297390537610253306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/06/get-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1297390537610253306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/1297390537610253306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/06/get-away.html' title='Get Away.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-7885879057819398604</id><published>2009-06-11T14:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T15:00:42.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100609&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out with the old school babes.&lt;br /&gt;foood&amp;amp;a hella loads of photo-taking mania.&lt;br /&gt;it's a blast!&lt;br /&gt;food at breeks, thanks a dozen to ainaa.&lt;br /&gt;best part was the amazingly huge ice creamss!&lt;br /&gt;fyi, two huge bowls la purlease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;fun fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics from my camera are up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://dustyllia.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and din, sorry la.. it was a girls' affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pitstop at tampines one.&lt;br /&gt;aqilah bought a new hp la sey.&lt;br /&gt;samsung ultra touch.&lt;br /&gt;baiiikk~&lt;br /&gt;kaya kaya.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qilah ainaa me went to watch the guys play takraw.&lt;br /&gt;wow. what another event to remember, okay!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, it's more than proven that balls are attracted to me.&lt;br /&gt;especially to my head.&lt;br /&gt;ouch!&lt;br /&gt;takraw ball fly flying flying.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bam&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;hit the side of my face, and also ainaa's.&lt;br /&gt;*sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;i wannnttt complaaaaiinn~&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;lucky, it wasn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amin&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him &lt;/span&gt;a lot, okay.&lt;br /&gt;and he's ending work in.... 7mins.&lt;br /&gt;been working from yesterday, 8pm to today, 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;geee.. one word: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;insane&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but, sayang tetap sayang.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-7885879057819398604?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/7885879057819398604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/06/ouch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7885879057819398604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7885879057819398604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/06/ouch.html' title='Ouch.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-2346566573274904488</id><published>2009-05-27T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:02:37.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>we live our own lives.&lt;br /&gt;we choose our own paths to walk.&lt;br /&gt;let's respect this, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;only if you respect yourself.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where there's hope, there's always disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;where there's hope, there's always happiness.&lt;br /&gt;there's always more than one.&lt;br /&gt;we decide it.&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm..&lt;br /&gt;i got soo much in mind.&lt;br /&gt;be patient with me.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-2346566573274904488?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/2346566573274904488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2346566573274904488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-7065751397549419521?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/7065751397549419521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/05/reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7065751397549419521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/7065751397549419521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/05/reflection.html' title='reflection.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-4488402485343167828</id><published>2009-05-19T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:29:34.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/ShKzWvtt63I/AAAAAAAAEG0/XkR0kxKWNsY/s1600-h/IMG_9473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/ShKzWvtt63I/AAAAAAAAEG0/XkR0kxKWNsY/s400/IMG_9473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337525711734172530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/ShKzWuz57UI/AAAAAAAAEGs/HilSuC2x-fk/s1600-h/IMG_9471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/ShKzWuz57UI/AAAAAAAAEGs/HilSuC2x-fk/s400/IMG_9471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337525711491689794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;i've completed my polytechnic studies.&lt;br /&gt;with a Diploma in Cyber &amp;amp; Digital Security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to all who graduated and will be graduating from TP.&lt;br /&gt;you'd be missed tons. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, momma &amp;amp; daddy for supporting me all the way through.&lt;br /&gt;superbly grateful &amp;amp; love you both so much (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i ain't sure where to go next.&lt;br /&gt;another chapter closed.&lt;br /&gt;a new dilemma begins.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-4488402485343167828?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/4488402485343167828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/4488402485343167828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/4488402485343167828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduated.html' title='Graduated.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GIWR_oXkQeI/ShKzWvtt63I/AAAAAAAAEG0/XkR0kxKWNsY/s72-c/IMG_9473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2405881749094832824.post-2862335600411233049</id><published>2009-05-18T10:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:28:37.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You All.</title><content type='html'>thank you all who wished me.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats the end of the starting with '1' age.&lt;br /&gt;unless i manage through to 100.&lt;br /&gt;which somehow i rather not.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;unless i turned into a vampire or something.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. ok, crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, i feel very thank you-e.&lt;br /&gt;so it's like im reading out a long list of dedications.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much to my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;momma daddy adik izzat nenekies&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;they are my blessings brought down by heaven.&lt;br /&gt;i love them very much.&lt;br /&gt;and they love me crazily too, i know.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the wishes.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for remembering.&lt;br /&gt;either by sms, msn, calls or facebook. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;joti fiqah ery ida wani fasha huda dibah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;abid din faizah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;shila jas zainab erni megat ain aisha randall afdal saliha nisah sakinah sunny binghui azfar fudin yan.&lt;br /&gt;and more..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if it's not stated.&lt;br /&gt;forgive my short term memory.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bold ones are very special people to me, okay.&lt;br /&gt;i sayang them many many, okay!&lt;br /&gt;they are irreplaceable no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;we've been through alot.&lt;br /&gt;together and individually.&lt;br /&gt;somehow we made it through the years.&lt;br /&gt;memories memories memories.&lt;br /&gt;regardless primary school, secondary school, or a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;and eventually we'll walk different paths.&lt;br /&gt;but it's the thoughts and intentions that matters.&lt;br /&gt;i'll never forget you bunch of crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;*unless i got memory loss due to some concussion or something*&lt;br /&gt;love you all.&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2405881749094832824-2862335600411233049?l=dustyllia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/feeds/2862335600411233049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2862335600411233049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2405881749094832824/posts/default/2862335600411233049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dustyllia.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you-all.html' title='Thank You All.'/><author><name>dustyllia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11987136957898827083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
